A Quick Walkthrough: Male God, Don’t Run Away

Aqua-blue graphite floor, snow-white walls, bright and clean windows, and a five-star red flag fluttering in the wind.

There is not much difference between military hospitals and ordinary hospitals, except that the words and deeds of medical staff are more standardized and tidy.

Shu Ange declined Sun Wu's good intentions and lived alone in the family courtyard of the military region.

There is a small and medium-sized vegetable market nearby, which is dedicated to serving family homes and hospitals in the military region.

There is no need for food stamps to buy things here, but the supply is limited and cannot be bought.

Shu Ange walked around the vegetable market, where there is a wide variety of dishes. Because of the warmer climate, there are many more types of fruits and vegetables than in H province.

When she came, Song Hongqi had already fallen asleep, and she was in no hurry to visit him.

The chief doctor said that Song Hongqi's physical condition was not stable and he could not be moved out of the intensive care unit.

However, the director also said that as long as these three days are passed, Song Hongqi will be in no danger and can be moved to the general ward.

The next day, after the patient's visit time, Shu Ange followed Director Lu and walked towards the intensive care unit.

The hallway was so quiet that even the sound of a needle falling to the ground could be heard.

Director Lu is over sixty years old. He looks very energetic, his hair is black, his eyes are piercing, and his speech is full of energy.

He lowered his voice and spoke to Shu Ange with a very gentle attitude.

"Don't worry little girl, Comrade Hongqi is in good health and is expected to be moved out of the intensive care unit tomorrow."

"Thank you and the medical staff for your meticulous care. Thanks to you, my brother was able to survive this difficulty."

"Hehe, what's there to thank. The comrades of the People's Liberation Army are on the front line to protect the family and the country, and it is our responsibility to do a good job in logistical support."

Director Lu did not bow, but instead repeatedly expressed his gratitude to the soldiers.

This is very moving to Shu Ange. Song Hongqi was injured during the mission. Everyone is working hard for his recovery as soon as possible. The country has not forgotten these lovely People's Liberation Army who fought heroically.

The intensive care unit in the 1980s was far behind the equipment it was a few decades later. Many instruments were cumbersome and the country of origin was marked in English or German.

For decades, China's medical equipment production has been lagging behind foreign countries.

Because of the lack of productivity, the needles at this time are mostly sterilized and then recycled, and even the infusion tubes are recycled in small places.

It is not that there has been no medical accident of cross-infection, but if this is not done, many patients will not receive timely medical treatment.

In the era of scarcity of medical supplies, it is very difficult to pay attention to science and hygiene.

Seeing these outdated medical equipment and equipment, Shu Ange suddenly had an idea.

Perhaps, she can devote herself to medical device research to benefit the vast number of patients and make the motherland more prosperous.

Being a doctor can save a limited number of people, but developing medicines for medical devices can help many people.

After changing into the blue sterile suit, Shu Ange stood in front of Song Hongqi's bed.

His head was bandaged, thick casts hung from his legs, his eyes were bloodshot from exhaustion, his face was wearing an oxygen mask, and his arms were frighteningly thin.

"elder brother."

Shu Ange stood beside the bed, bit her lip and called out to Song Hongqi, her eyes unknowingly burst into crystal tears.

This is the emotion left by the original owner, and it is also the heartstring that Shu Ange was touched.

Before Song Hongqi joined the army, he was as thin and tall as a bamboo pole. The army gave him a second chance to grow, and it also forged his masculinity.

The last time he went home to visit relatives, his tall and mighty appearance in a military uniform was deeply imprinted in the hearts of his family.

It's been less than half a year, and he has been haggard like this, how can you not make people feel sad.

Song Hongqi raised his hand with difficulty, his mouth moved, and Director Lu helped him remove the oxygen mask.

"Shan...sister...er"

Word by word, he read out the three words Shanmeier with difficulty.

"Brother, are you okay? I'm here to take care of you. Don't worry about everything at home. My parents miss you very much. They asked me to bring you a lot of hometown specialties, as well as a basket of local eggs and duck eggs."

The younger sister's words made Song Hongqi's face look much better.

During the time when he was lying on the bed, Song Hongqi was in a drowsiness for most of the time, and it was only during this time that he was more awake.

When he woke up, his biggest worry was at home. He was afraid that he would not be able to survive this disaster, and made his parents worry about him. I am also worried that my younger siblings and their parents are aging, making it difficult to maintain a family life.

Song Hongqi is not afraid of life and death, ready to sacrifice for the country at any time, the only thing he can't let go of is his family.

The arrival of his sister relieved his worried and troubled heart a lot.

But thinking of the long distance and how far she ran at such a young age, Song Hongqi felt a little guilty.

"Shan...Sister, you—"

"Company Commander Song, don't worry. Considering the difficulties in your family, the organization has sent your allowance and army bonus back to your hometown. Hongshan lives in the family's courtyard and is usually taken care of."

Director Lu understood Song Hongqi's mood, and Tete spoke to comfort him.

"Yes, brother, the family is all very well. I am here to be picked up by someone, and the neighbors in the family home are also very enthusiastic. Rest well. I will come to see you when you are out of the intensive care unit. My parents are very proud of you, Red Star. He kept saying that he wanted to be a soldier when he grew up."

Half an hour later, Shu Ange left the intensive care unit, Song Hongqi's mood was much more stable, and his spirit was better than before.

Two days later, Song Hongqi was successfully transferred to the general ward. In order to facilitate his recovery, the hospital specially arranged a double room for him.

Shu Ange inquired a lot from the doctors, and only memorized the precautions for diet on three pages.

The hospital staff, as well as the patient's family members, all know that there is a careful and kind little girl in Ward 308, who came all the way to G province to take care of her injured little girl.

When Shu Ange goes out, he always receives a lot of compliments and compliments, as well as being stuffed with oranges and apples.

Sometimes when she went out and returned to the ward, there would be more canned fruit, chicken cakes, and malted milk on the table.

The people who gave things were very careful, and they refused to show their faces or admit it, so that Shu Ange couldn't find a chance to return it.

The day after Song Hongqi moved into the general ward, he had a new patient in the hospital bed next door, a young man with a beard and rebelliousness.

With just the beard on his face, he is impressive enough, not to mention the casts on his body, which are more than Song Hongqi.

"The target object of this mission has appeared, and the current favorability is 25. Come on, host!"

"..."

Shu Ange, who had just brought the insulation box into the room, felt a little heavy. She looked at the new patient number like a "gorilla" and listened to the conversation between him and the nurse, with mixed feelings in her heart.

"Call Director Lu here. I want to ask clearly whether my leg can be saved. If it is amputated, there will be no need for follow-up treatment, and the medical expenses will be paid to the country and the province."

Young people are very loud, arrogant, and high-spirited.

He couldn't accept the reality of being disabled, and would rather die than have his limbs amputated.

Not to mention a proud soldier, even an ordinary person, when suddenly encountering a major disaster such as amputation, it is difficult to continue to maintain the confidence to live.

"Comrade Deng, you eat first, and Director Lu will come over later."

The nurse tried to persuade the young man. He closed his mouth, turned his face and refused to feed the nurse, showing his attitude.

The young man should be a soldier, Shu Ange could tell from the way he was lying on the hospital bed.

Ordinary people injured like this have long been shrunk into a ball by the pain and torture, he just took out a pair of iron bones and forced it.

"You can eat some first, Director Lu will be there soon."

"Brother, it's time to eat."

Shu Ange put down the aluminum heat preservation box, opened the top lid first, revealing the bright and delicious pork ribs soup, and then brought out a yellow egg custard, in addition to two easy-to-digest side dishes.

Compared with the meals she brought out, clinical meals can be described as bland.

It turned out that Deng Zhihua, who was still on a hunger strike with the nurses and demanded to see Director Lu, was hooked by the tempting fragrance.

He looked at the porridge and side dishes placed in front of him, and then looked at the exquisite food on the next bed, and said with a look of grievance: "You must be planning to have an amputation operation for me, so you are not even willing to provide delicious food!"

Where is this, the nurse looked bewildered, but fortunately, Director Lu came over at this time.

He greeted him as if asking for help: "Director Lu, Comrade Deng is reluctant to eat, unless you promise not to perform amputation on him."

Director Lu nodded to Song Hongqi and walked to Deng Zhihua's bedside.

"Captain Deng, we will try our best to protect your legs. Unless your wounds bleed and become infected with bacteria, we will never do amputation for you."

"Is it still possible to amputate?"

"Brother, eat, I'll feed you."

Although Song Hongqi was moved out of the intensive care unit, because of the nerve injury and the lack of strength after lying on the bed for a long time, he needs to be fed when he eats.

He was embarrassed to let his sister feed him at first, but he got used to it after the persuasion of the medical staff.

My sister came to G province specially to take care of him, he couldn't let her heart down.

In less than two days, Song Hongqi discovered that her sister's cooking skills were also better.

He is recovering, and the doctor told him not to eat spicy food such as hot and sour, and not to eat heavy oil and salt dishes. It is better to eat some liquid food that is easy to digest.

Song Hongqi was already prepared to eat all kinds of mush for a long time, but he didn't expect his sister to give him a big surprise.

"Company Commander Deng, you and Comrade Song Hongqi are the same company commander. You have to learn from him on this point. He was also injured. He injured his spine and head, and he was almost unable to be rescued. He survived the dangerous period and still has a complete paralysis. possible, but he remains optimistic."

Director Lu knew that Deng Zhihua was too proud and strong, and he specially arranged him and Song Hongqi in the same ward so that he could learn from the simple and strong company commander Song.

Shu Ange's feeding hand paused, and looked at Song Hongqi with a little more worry: "Brother, don't worry, you will definitely get better."

"Sister Silly, Big Brother will recover well. I'm very lucky to be able to save this life. The worst result is to be paralyzed in a paper box on a bed.

(Finally updated!)