Black-bellied Bamboo Horse: Xiaoqingmei, I can't eat enough!

Chapter 911 The Swift Doctor

In the command room, Yan Beiyue and Sun Haolin sat side by side, with half a watermelon in front of one, and a spoon in the other's hand.

On the table next to it, a gleaming watermelon knife lay there quietly stained with bright red watermelon juice.

Yan Beiyue focused on the numbers on the electronic screen. Her eyes always fell on the number 156 on the last line from time to time. She caught a glimpse of the watch on her wrist from the corner of her eye, and her face flushed a little.

Sun Haolin was watching the monitor, and gave a few orders from time to time, although, uh, most of them were cursing.

Yan Beiyue selectively ignored Sun Haolin's irritability. Looking at the electronic screen, she frowned slightly from time to time, and then quickly relaxed it.

It's just some fluctuations within the normal range, and it won't really scare Yan Beiyue.

Suddenly, Sun Haolin frowned and growled, "Don't eat it, come with me." After speaking, he threw the spoon and stood up.

Yan Beiyue was stunned for a moment, then quickly put down the watermelon brought to her mouth, and trotted out following Sun Haolin.

"What's wrong?" Yan Beiyue looked at Sun Haolin's back suspiciously.

"Prepare the medical kit and suture equipment." Sun Haolin said, walking towards the motorcycle beside him, "Hurry up!"

Yan Beiyue didn't have time to ask what was going on, she immediately ran towards the medical room, picked up her medicine box and ran out, she just went out when she saw Sun Haolin coming on a motorcycle and stopped steadily in front of her.

Looking at the little monster-like motorcycle, Yan Beiyue felt a little nervous, and after hesitating for a moment, she still bit her lip and sat on the back seat.

"Hurry up." Sun Haolin said, and directly pulled Yan Beiyue's hand, letting her hug his waist, then stepped on the accelerator, and the motorcycle sped away.

Yan Beiyue felt...she was about to be scared to death.

She didn't know how to describe this feeling, the bumps were like riding a roller coaster for an extremely long distance, the speed and the degree of bumps... In fact, Sun Haolin didn't need to ask, Yan Beiyue strangled him almost out of breath.

Just when Yan Beiyue thought she was going to die, Sun Haolin finally stopped the car.

"I'll go, Boss, you're really fast! Hurry up, Doctor Yan, show this kid!" The rabbit was standing by the side of the road, surrounded by a howling soldier clutching his feet.

His shoes and socks had been taken off by the rabbit, and a blood hole on the sole of his foot was continuously bleeding out, and the culprit of this injury was a sharp branch as thick as Yan Beiyue's wrist.

His ankle was tied with a towel by the rabbit, which barely slowed the blood loss.

Yan Beiyue was shaken until she was dizzy and her legs were weak. Now she suddenly realized... Well, her illness is not completely healed yet.

She staggered out of the car and almost fell to the ground.

Sun Haolin quickly supported her, took her medicine box with one hand, frowned and asked, "Are you all right?"

Yan Beiyue shook her head, this mountain... really was about to kill her!
In Africa before, it was mostly flat roads. How had she ever experienced such a bumpy road?It's really... I can't adapt at all!
Trembling, Yan Beiyue took out a cooling patch, tore open the bag and stuck it on her forehead.

The cool feeling brought her back to her senses in an instant. She took a deep breath, took the medicine box and squatted down in front of the injured soldier.

Looking at the wound, Yan Beiyue frowned.

"Don't worry, it's just a skin injury, it hurts a little, but it doesn't hurt the bones." Yan Beiyue said to the soldier, comforting him with his calm voice, "I'll give you an anesthetic injection now, and the pain will be gone soon .”

The soldier nodded wildly, big drops of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Yan Beiyue quickly took out the alcohol and hydrogen peroxide, disinfected the area and injected the anesthetic into the soldier's wound.

Soon, his cries of pain stopped.

Yan Beiyue's expression was very serious. She took out the isolation cloth and spread it on the ground, then said to the two people behind her without raising her head, "Move him up."

Without even the slightest hesitation, Sun Haolin and the rabbit hugged his head and legs, and moved him to the isolation cloth laid by Yan Beiyue.

Only then did Yan Beiyue take out a pair of gloves, and after putting them on, she took out her own scalpel.

This is the first time Sun Haolin has witnessed a doctor performing an operation.

He was actually a little surprised, it wasn't too far from the camp, and he brought Yan Beiyue here because he wanted her to help stop the bleeding quickly, and then bring him back to the camp for surgery or something.

He never expected that Yan Beiyue would start the operation on the spot.

Well, it really came back from the battlefield, this efficiency...he really likes it.

Yan Beiyue's face was serious, she looked at the soldiers and said softly, "I'm going to start stitching up your wounds, if you feel pain, you can tell me, I can give you another injection of anesthesia."

The soldier nodded, and raised his hand to wipe the cold sweat off his face.

"Take off his helmet." Yan Beiyue said softly.

The rabbit immediately stepped forward, took off his helmet and put it aside.

From the corner of her eye, Yan Beiyue caught a glimpse of the number 12 on the helmet.

Ok?
Is it the soldier whose heart rate and blood pressure were all wrong yesterday?Yan Beiyue subconsciously looked at him twice more, and subconsciously looked back at Sun Haolin: "Vital signs?"

Sun Haolin was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that she was asking about the heart rate and blood pressure of No. 12. Sun Haolin walked up to No. 12, stretched out his hand to pull his right wrist, tapped the watch a few times, and said to Yan Beiyue: "everything is normal."

Only then did Yan Beiyue feel relieved, and concentrated on treating his wound.

Yan Beiyue's knife was very fast, Sun Haolin looked at her intently, he only felt that the scalpel in her hand was so fast that there were only streaks of silver light left.

This is of course an exaggeration, how could it be so fast?
Sun Haolin looked at Yan Beiyue's concentration, she knelt on the ground, sweat oozed from her forehead, and it was about to drip into her eyes soon.

Sun Haolin took out a handkerchief and wiped the sweat off her forehead, Yan Beiyue didn't look up, and continued to move, just whispered: "Thank you."

The duration of this operation was not shortened due to the rough terrain. Yan Beiyue handled it very seriously. It was not until the wound was sutured and wrapped with gauze that Yan Beiyue put down the scalpel and subconsciously gave the doctor's order: "Retreat for half a month, and change the dressing tomorrow." , use penicillin, do a suspension, and..."

Her voice was full of exhaustion, and she was packing her medicine box in a kneeling posture.

Sun Haolin went to her side and knelt down, bent over to look at her slightly pale face and frowned: "Are you okay?"

Yan Beiyue looked up at him, forced a smile and then nodded: "I'm fine."

Sun Haolin's expression became more serious, looking at Yan Beiyue, he didn't speak for a while.

(End of this chapter)