The soldier, who had been in a coma, made a sound. It seemed that he was in pain. His brows were tightly knitted.
After waiting for a while, Wang Yao gave him a small cup of regather soup.
Outside the courtyard, Cheng Haidong looked up at his watch.
On the west side of the river, Zhong Liuchuan, who had come out to exercise, found the car parked outside the clinic. He came to take a look.
Huh?
Seeing a few soldiers standing outside the door, he was stunned.
What's going on? Are they standing guard here? There is no need for so many people. He is a lieutenant colonel. He has been on the battlefield and seen blood!
He was looking at the soldiers, and Cheng Haidong was also looking at him.
He is a martial artist! He could tell at a glance that Zhong Liuchuan was not an ordinary person, just as Zhong Liuchuan could tell at a glance that he was extraordinary.
Alright.
In the room, Wang Yao whispered softly. His voice passed through the door and window to the outside.
"Sir's voice."
After hearing that, several soldiers hurried into the yard. Zhong Liuchuan hesitated for a moment and did not go in. Instead, he continued to walk slowly toward the mountain. He was still muttering something in a low voice. Listening carefully, it was some scriptures from Taoist scriptures. When he recited them, they were very charming.
In the clinic, several soldiers looked at the patient lying on the bed. Their faces were full of surprise, especially the two medical staff.
His complexion had obviously improved. The dark green color on his face had faded a lot, and his breathing had become steady and strong. It was not as weak as when he first came. How long had it been? It had only been a few minutes. How could there be such an obvious improvement?
"His condition has improved a lot," Wang Yao said. "My suggestion is to stay in the village for a few days and leave when he is stable."
"Stay?"
"Yes, most of the houses in the village are empty," Wang Yao said. "If you want to stay, I can arrange it."
"Okay, thank you," Cheng Haidong said.
"Wait a moment." Wang Yao made a phone call. After a while, Zhong Liuchuan arrived at the clinic.
"Sir, it has been arranged. They will stay in the room next to mine. It has been cleaned up last time."
"Okay, take them there."
"Please come with me." Zhong Liuchuan glanced at the soldier who was still in a coma.
Gunshot wound and poisoning.
He was not a doctor, but based on his past experience, he could tell at a glance what kind of injury this soldier had suffered.
"Thank you." Several soldiers followed him out of the clinic while carrying the patient. Along the way, they didn't speak much. Soon, they arrived at the very clean house.
"It's here. Just make do with it."
"It's already very good, thank you."
"You're welcome. I'll be right next door. You can look for me anytime if you need anything."
"Alright."
Zhong Liuchuan didn't stay long and left. As soon as he left, the two medical staff immediately took medical testing equipment from the car and checked the body of the unconscious soldier.
"This, this is impossible!"
Looking at the data they could check, they were stunned.
"What's wrong?" Cheng Haidong hurriedly asked.
"Too, too magical!" The doctor said, "But from the few indicators we can detect, he is out of danger."
"Really?" Cheng Haidong let out a sigh of relief. "That's a good thing!"
"It's a good thing, but it doesn't explain it."
"Ha-ha, that's why we came here." Cheng Haidong smiled and patted the doctor on the shoulder. Half of the worry in his heart had disappeared.
He arranged for a soldier to drive the medical car to the nearest army station. After all, it was too conspicuous to park there. It was not a big deal for another car to park there.
"Oh, you know, people from the army have come to see Fenghua's son," the soldier said.
"Really?"
"Why would I lie to you? I saw the car coming," the soldier said. "I also saw them carrying a stretcher. Now, there is another car parked outside the clinic with a wrong sign. You'll know when you go and see it."
In just one day, the news had spread throughout the small village.
"This young man is really amazing!" some old people in the village exclaimed.
In the small courtyard …
"He's awake! He's awake!" the medical staff shouted happily.
"Really?" Several people hurried into the room and saw that the unconscious soldier had woken up.
"Yichuan, you're finally awake."
"Where is this?" He wanted to speak, but there was something stuck in his throat. When his voice reached there, it was blocked. It took a lot of effort for him to say a few words.
"This is a mountain village," Cheng Haidong said. "We brought you here to see a doctor. You're finally awake. Don't talk. Have a good rest."
The injured soldier felt that his whole body was heavy. His breathing was not so smooth, and his head was dizzy. Fortunately, he had finally woken up from that terrible state.
He had finally woken up!
The warriors who came with him also heaved a sigh of relief.
"Come, I'll treat your wound."
When the nurse opened the wound on his chest, she was stunned.
"This, how is this possible?"
"What's wrong?" Cheng Haidong and the attending doctor rushed over. They were also stunned.
They saw that the soldier's originally rotten and suppurating wound had mostly healed. A small area had already formed a scab.
"This, this, this …" The two medical staff were stunned. Before they came, they had carefully examined and treated Jin Xing. They were very sure that this soldier's wound had not recovered, and it was very serious. This was one of the main reasons why they did not support the transfer of hospital.
In such a short time, the wound had healed to such an extent. It was simply unbelievable. Even if they saw it with their own eyes, they still could not believe it. Was there really such a magical "medicine" in the world?
"What medicine did he give him?"
"No wonder he sent us away."
"This matter, only a few of us know about it," Cheng Haidong suddenly said very solemnly. "Please keep it a secret!"
"What do you mean?"
"What do you think?" Cheng Haidong said. His eyes were unprecedentedly serious.
"I see," the young nurse said.
"If Dr. Wang gets into trouble because of this matter, I'll look for you two directly."
"Captain Cheng, please rest assured," the attending doctor said. "I will absolutely keep this matter a secret. I guarantee it with my integrity!" Although he also wanted to know what kind of medicine the young doctor used to make such a miraculous effect, he knew the origin of Captain Cheng and the young soldier who was in critical condition. These two people had deep connections and backgrounds. He would not offend them because of this matter.
"I also guarantee it!" The young nurse pouted. She seemed to be very reluctant.
"Well, only the three of us saw it," Cheng Haidong said. "I guarantee with the honor of a soldier that this matter will not be spread."
Cheng Haidong had thought about it very carefully.
The day passed like this. Near evening, Captain Cheng came to Zhong Liuchuan's home.
"Hello, sorry to disturb you." He brought two bottles of wine, the kind that was specially provided.
"You are welcome," Zhong Liuchuan said. "You are looking for me for something."
"Well, I want to invite Dr. Wang to dinner tonight," Cheng Haidong said. "This is my first time here. I don't know where is a suitable place."
"Invite Dr. Wang to dinner?"
Zhong Liuchuan asked. "Yes, to express my gratitude," Cheng Haidong said.
"Well, you can talk to Dr. Wang," Zhong Liuchuan said. "We often go to a restaurant in the village. It is very close to here and very affordable."
"Is it not formal enough?" Zhong Liuchuan asked.
"No," Zhong Liuchuan said. "Dr. Wang doesn't care much about this."
"Well, I'll invite him. If he agrees, please come with me."
"OK," Zhong Liuchuan said after thinking for a while.
Cheng Haidong went to the clinic to invite Wang Yao.
"Dinner is not necessary," Zhong Liuchuan said.
"It is not far," Zhong Liuchuan said. "I have asked Mr. Zhong. It is at the restaurant in the village. I have already booked it. I hope Dr. Wang will come."
"OK." Wang Yao thought about it and agreed.
"Then, it is settled."
In the evening, in the restaurant in the village, there were four people in a private room.
They were Cheng Haidong, Wang Yao, Zhong Liuchuan, and the attending doctor.
The table was full of delicacies and two bottles of good wine.
"Dr. Wang, I salute you," Cheng Haidong said. "Thank you for saving my comrade."
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