Who taught you to be a soldier like this!

Chapter 603

"The patient is still undergoing emergency treatment. Another patient who came with him is in stable condition and is expected to wake up in a few hours."

"Yes, sir! We will do everything in our power. Even if the King of Heaven himself came today, he wouldn't be able to take them away from us!"

"Yes!"

After a few seconds.

The director of Chuncheng General Hospital put down the phone and let out a weary sigh.

He had lost count of how many phone calls he had received that day.

Every phone call was made with very serious words, and the dean made various guarantees and pledges again and again, almost wearing his lips out.

"Xiao Zhou, if you call again to inquire about the condition of those two patients."

"If it's a unit below the division level, then forget it. But if it's a unit below the army level, then you'd better handle it for me!"

"If they insist on contacting me, just tell them that I'm treating patients and don't have time to answer the phone."

"Yes! Dean!"

"Well, go and do your work."

After giving his instructions, the dean left his office and went to the restroom to wash his face.

Ever since Zhao Weihong and Wang Fei were sent to the General Hospital.

His eyes hadn't closed at all, and now drowsiness and weariness were washing over him, so he had no choice but to use the stimulation of cold water to wake himself up.

"crash"

The water cascaded down.

The dean scooped it up and smeared it haphazardly on his face. The cold touch immediately dispelled the dean's fatigue and refreshed him.

However, his tightly furrowed brows showed no sign of relaxing.

There is no other reason.

Five hours passed.

The emergency treatment for Wang Fei has ended, and barring any unforeseen circumstances, Wang Fei should regain consciousness within 24 hours.

However, the situation on Zhao Weihong's side was quite troublesome and not optimistic for the expert team gathered here!
According to information previously received by the dean.

The experts who performed the surgery on Zhao Weihong spent a long time completely removing the shrapnel from her body.

But this can only be considered the initial stage of the rescue at best.

The most fatal injury was to Zhao Weihong's abdomen!
A rib pierced the lung.

These six words may sound ordinary, but every medical worker is well aware of the risks they contain!
Pneumothorax, hemothorax, and even the potential for postoperative infection—none of these should be underestimated, and all could potentially take Zhao Weihong's life!
Based on past experience, the hospital director estimated that the surgery might take more than ten hours to complete.

Before this happened, all the dean and the anxious leaders on the other end of the phone could do was wait!
He grabbed a piece of paper and wiped the water off his face.

The dean walked out with a heavy heart. Before he could even wipe his face clean, he bumped into his secretary, who had been waiting for who knows how long, standing at the bathroom door.

After staring at each other for a moment, the dean finally asked with some helplessness.

"Another phone call?"

Seeing the secretary nod, the dean immediately looked like he was about to cry.

"Didn't I say that calls from units below the rank of military officer are your responsibility?"

"Dean."

She glanced timidly at the dean, who was almost going crazy.

The secretary pointed in the direction of the office and spoke with a mixture of emotion and shock.

"It's a call from the 13th Army Group headquarters."

Dean: "."

Now a member of the 13th Army Group.

Although Zhao Weihong didn't know many people in the military, it didn't stop two military leaders from calling to inquire about Zhao Weihong and Wang Fei's situation.

Not to mention, ever since Zhao Weihong arrived at Chuncheng General Hospital, Guan Jiwu, Wang Chuan, and Pei Tianren, who was stationed in Chuncheng, have been calling one after another.

Both superiors and subordinates demonstrated their attitudes.

The 13th Army Group, caught in the middle, should at least make a phone call to inquire about the situation.

It's just a pity for the dean.

After the merger of the Kunming Military Region and the Bashu Military Region, the position of the Spring City General Hospital was already in a very awkward position.

The lowest-ranking unit that called was on par with the dean, who was at the division level, making it quite difficult for the dean to cope.

"Yes! Chief!"

He put down the microphone of the red landline phone, looking haggard.

Recalling the serious wording and tense tone on the phone, a sense of dread, as if facing a formidable enemy, instantly swept over every corner of the dean's body.

"Let's go and check out the situation."

The two hospital directors hurried to the floor where the emergency room was located, only to be met by a large group of people.

The dean stopped and looked closely. The person in the lead was none other than Pei Tianren, who should have been in charge of the joint operation headquarters at this moment!

"Hello, Chief!"

Before he could even ponder why Pei Tianren had come here in person, the dean immediately stepped forward to greet him. Just as he was about to exchange pleasantries, Pei Tianren raised his right hand with a cold expression, interrupting the words he hadn't yet uttered.

How is the patient doing now?

"Please wait a moment, sir! The patient is being resuscitated, and I need to know the current progress as well."

After saying that, the dean gave the secretary a look, signaling him to find out about the current situation.

Upon seeing this, the secretary immediately nodded, but before he could take a step, Pei Tianren spoke up.

"Since we don't know, let's not disturb the rescue team's work."

"I'll wait here!"

The words fell.

Pei Tianren took a few steps forward and sat down heavily outside the emergency room.

"Wait until Wei Hong comes out safe and sound!"

A very small number of Pei Tianren's long-time entourage members noticed this.

By the end, Pei Tianren's voice trembled slightly.

Although the time I spent with Zhao Weihong was not very long.

But Pei Tianren still admired and fell in love with Zhao Weihong, this stubborn young man.

What's most troublesome about Zhao Weihong is his stubbornness.

But his most admirable quality is precisely his stubbornness!

Pei Tianren sat there expressionless, recalling his old friend's request and his superior's instructions. His right hand unconsciously gripped the armrest tightly, and the veins on his arm bulged!

The joint operation has concluded to date.

Zhao Weihong was the most seriously injured among all the wounded.

He was also the one who received the most attention from all levels of government among the injured.

Because he is Zhao Weihong.

Zhao Weihong is exceptionally talented and has unlimited potential for the future!

If it weren't for this accident, he should have returned to school after the operation, basking in honor, to participate in his thesis defense and become the youngest major-level deputy battalion commander in the entire army! That's right.

For a leader of Pei Tianren's rank, Zhao Weihong's post-graduation rank and grade were no longer a secret.

As per usual.

Before the students' thesis defense, the headquarters will complete the job assignment and grade determination for the graduating students and prepare the relevant orders and documents.

Once the trainee passes the defense, the relevant documents and orders will immediately take effect!
In other words, each student's job rank and grade after graduation are determined before the thesis defense.

Zhao Weihong's job title and rank caused a great uproar within a small circle.

A 24-year-old major, a deputy battalion-level officer!

Barring any unforeseen circumstances, it's a certainty that Zhao Weihong will become a regimental-level cadre before the age of thirty.

If this trend continues, Zhao Weihong is very likely to make a run for the coveted rank of "wheat ear" (a rank associated with wheat ears) around the age of forty, becoming the youngest "wheat ear" cadre in the entire army!
What a bright future this is! What a promising future this is!
Zhao Weihong, as the person involved, should be fully aware of all of this.

But now, Zhao Weihong lies unconscious in the emergency room, fighting desperately against death amidst the worries and sorrows of countless people!
The course of events.

Pei Tianren had already learned about this on the way here.

Kyle, who is already dead, may have come for Zhao Weihong.

But Zhao Weihong could have avoided being injured, and even worse, to the point of being critically injured and on the verge of death.

He took a risk and stepped forward so that his comrades could receive timely help and so that other comrades would not be in danger!
It is precisely for this reason that Zhao Weihong has aroused the heartfelt opinions of so many people and the heartfelt respect of countless leaders!

They knew the operation was nearing its end.

He had clearly achieved results in this operation that were beyond the reach of countless people.

After the operation was over, Zhao Weihong was about to embrace a bright and promising future!

But he still resolutely chose danger, chose his comrades, and chose to shoulder the responsibility of a commander!
Pei Tianren closed his eyes, and the scene of Zhao Weihong saying goodbye to him at the headquarters suddenly appeared in his mind.

"This brat"

"What a damn good soldier!"

Zhao Weihong is in a lot of pain right now.

Very uncomfortable.

The root of this discomfort is not physical pain.

In fact, Zhao Weihong feels nothing at all right now.

He was merely in a strange dream, passively watching the scenes flashing before his eyes from the perspective of an "observer".

A cannon shot fired at the port of southern Guangdong ushered in over a century of humiliation for China.

Then, generation after generation groped in the darkness, moved forward through setbacks, and searched for a way to save the nation from peril.

In this process, Zhao Weihong witnessed firsthand the fall of pioneers and the rise of successors who, facing the enemy's butcher's knife, stood up unyieldingly!

at last.

With that cry that will be remembered in history echoing over the capital, the people who had endured over a century of decline and hardship once again became the masters of this land!

But Zhao Weihong's dream is far from over!

Some people, still harboring treacherous intentions, want to reenact the events of the Northern and Southern Dynasties.

Some were eyeing this newly formed nation with hostility, using warships and cannons to probe its depths.

There are also those who are ambitious and want to trample countless people under their feet, just like in the past!

However, their ambitions ultimately crumbled before the power of the people!
Hundreds of thousands of people like Zhao Weihong left the country with high spirits and great courage, enduring wind and rain, and finally regained the dignity that the motherland and the people had lost!

What follows is a panorama spanning more than a decade, a history of several generations moving forward and exploring amidst confusion, each with the same idea and their own way!
They want to make their country strong.

They want to make their people rich!

But the enemy has never stopped coveting this land, and they certainly cannot stand by and watch Yan become stronger!

When this painting finally unfolds in the past, which is not far removed from Zhao Weihong's present, and in the present moment where Zhao Weihong finds herself.

Zhao Weihong saw a series of bewildered faces.

They don't know if everything they're doing is meaningful, or if the goal they're pursuing can become a reality.

But they have never stopped moving forward. Even if the future is not bright, they will never give up!
Zhao Weihong suddenly felt an unprecedented sense of oppression.

He wanted to shout, to roar, to tell the figures that appeared before him—

Their efforts will not be in vain, and their vision will surely come true!
And the motherland they deeply love will surely usher in a great rejuvenation and strength!

The people living on this land will surely feel genuinely proud and honored to be "descendants of Yan and Huang"!
This repression and impulse accumulated in Zhao Weihong's heart, eventually brewing into a roar that echoed in Zhao Weihong's ocean of consciousness!
The Yan Kingdom will surely rise! It will surely be revived! It will surely become powerful!

Those reactionaries, both internal and external, who obstruct this process will be swept into the dustbin of history by the power of the people!

Zhao Weihong's roar reverberated outwards.

this moment.

Zhao Weihong saw the people in the painting looking at herself.

This scene was not frightening at all; on the contrary, it made people feel very safe.

Because those who looked at Zhao Weihong all had eager smiles on their faces.

That was the smile of seeing a comrade, the smile of a wish fulfilled.

That was a smile of triumph, of standing up and holding one's head high!

The scroll disappeared.

Darkness fades away.

The force that had been binding Zhao Weihong finally disappeared.

Zhao Weihong's eyelids trembled, as if she were adjusting to the switch between dream and reality.

next second.

Zhao Weihong opened her eyes.

He saw the white ceiling and the tidy ward.

Lower your head slightly.

Zhao Weihong saw the bandages wrapped around her chest and her right arm riddled with steel nails.

at the same time.

With bloodshot eyes, Hu Yiming, sitting directly opposite Zhao Weihong, finally noticed Zhao Weihong's movements.

"Old Zhao?"

"Old Zhao! You're finally awake!"

"Three days! A full three days! Do you even know how my brothers and I in the company survived those three days?!"

between words.

Tears of emotion welled up in Hu Yiming's eyes and streamed down his face.

Zhao Weihong tried to speak, but found that her body was unusually unresponsive. With great effort, she finally managed to utter a sound that was almost a murmur from her throat.

"How is the squad leader?"

"Don't worry, Old Wang woke up a while ago! He just can't get out of bed yet!"

"If he had known you were finally awake, he would have crawled to see you, even if it meant crawling!"

(End of this chapter)