"Captain, you should go back too. The army is so busy. There are still a lot of things to deal with."
"It doesn't matter. I've already asked for leave from the captain. When your injury is almost healed, we'll go back together."
"That's good."
That night, during dinner, Cheng Haidong told Dr. Fan and Nurse Xiao Li about what had happened.
"What about Yichuan's condition?"
"It's okay. I asked Dr. Wang in the evening. Yichuan is out of danger. The next thing to do is to rest. In a few days, he can get out of bed and move around," Cheng Haidong said.
"OK, we'll go back tomorrow."
In fact, they didn't want to stay here at all. Although there were four big tile-roofed rooms, one was for the kitchen, one was for the patient, and one was for the female comrade. He was a dignified attending doctor of a famous tertiary Grade A hospital and could be considered a famous expert, but he actually had to sleep on the sofa in the living room. In the past, wherever he went, he was received with high standards. He had never received such treatment. In addition, he fell last night and was frightened by Cheng Haidong today. He was a little angry, but he couldn't vent his anger. He could only suppress it. Finally, he could leave.
"I've troubled you during this time. When Yichuan's illness is cured, we'll visit you another day to thank you."
"You're welcome. This is what we should do," Dr. Fan said with a smile. He was quite pleased with those words.
"That's settled then. Tomorrow morning, I'll arrange for someone to take you back. By the way, I'll take the medical vehicle back with me."
"Okay." Doctor Fan agreed without hesitation. This was what he had hoped for.
The next day, Dr. Fan, Nurse Li, and two other soldiers left the mountain village together. Only Cheng Haidong, Zeng Yichuan, and another soldier were left in the small courtyard.
"Wow, we're finally out of here!" In the medical vehicle, the beautiful nurse surnamed Li said.
She had only stayed in the mountain village for two days, but it was enough for her. She spent every day with a few men and was cooped up in the house. There was nothing for her to entertain herself with, not even wifi. This was a mountain village, and there was nowhere to go. It was indeed incomparable to the metropolis where she worked and lived. It was really boring for her.
"Director, how did Zeng Yichuan save that Dr. Wang?" This question had been bothering her for the past few days. When she came here, she was on the brink of death, and her life was hanging by a thread. It seemed that she was about to die, but in just one day, her vital signs had stabilized. This was the effect of taking an "elixir"! She really couldn't figure it out.
"It should be the drugs he used," Doctor Fan said.
"What a pity." He sighed.
"Cheng Haidong, that idiot, doesn't even know what those drugs mean! It's a huge reputation, a high profit, and a chance to make a meteoric rise! "Of course, he couldn't say these words out loud. He could only hide them in his heart.
"I really don't understand. That young man, with such ability, why is he willing to stay in such a small mountain village?"
The car was driving on a very narrow road. There was a river in the south, farmland in the north, and hills in the distance on both sides of the road. Lianshan County was originally a hilly terrain. Looking at it occasionally, it was quite unique. It was just that some people couldn't see these aspects.
"Director, what about the things that Captain Cheng told us?"
"Of course, it can't be said carelessly," Doctor Fan said.
He still knew a little about Cheng Haidong's character. Since he had said this, if it was revealed, he would most likely come back to find trouble with him. There was no doubt about that. Moreover, the injured Zeng Yichuan was not a kind person.
"Oh," the young nurse responded obediently.
In the end, he is still young. He doesn't know much about the world! Doctor Fan thought. He was easy to fool. It was also possible that he would accidentally say this matter. When that time came, there would be trouble. However, the trouble would not be caused by him, right?
The night in the mountain village was particularly quiet.
"It's so quiet!" Zeng Yichuan sighed as he lay on the kang.
This kind of silence was different from the silence after the lights out signal in the army. This kind of silence was more natural.
He closed his eyes and thought of what had happened on the battlefield. He had "seen" his comrades who had sacrificed themselves in front of him and the feeling of powerlessness in the face of those unknown enemies.
His breathing quickened, and he suddenly opened his eyes.
Even if I go to the battlefield again, do I have the ability to defeat those former enemies? This was not the first time he had asked himself.
The answer was no.
Strange speed, terrible poison, and equipment and training that were not much worse than theirs.
The enemy was strong.
"Poison?" His eyes suddenly lit up.
"Captain?" He shouted towards the outside.
Cheng Haidong came in and turned on the light.
"What's the matter? Are you not feeling well?"
"No, I'm thinking about that group of armed forces," Zeng Yichuan said. "If we fight with them again, what are our chances of winning?"
"I've been thinking about this for the past few days," Cheng Haidong said. "If we fight here, with our current ability and equipment, the result will not be much better than the last time. We know the other party, and the other party knows us. We can't do anything to them."
Whenever he thought of this matter, he felt powerless.
"I'm thinking about whether we can buy more of the antidote Dr. Wang used to detoxify me and equip our team with it. If we carry out a similar mission again, we can avoid the damage caused by the poison."
"I've thought about this," Cheng Haidong said. "But Dr. Wang has promised not to charge any fees for your treatment this time. If I ask again and he still agrees, what should we do?"
"Captain, you're thinking too much," Zeng Yichuan said.
"Even if he doesn't want any fees, we have to ask for it. This medicine is very important for us to carry out special missions."
"Have you thought about how the other party will explain this matter to the team?" Zeng Yichuan asked. "If this medicine is introduced to our team, it must be tested by relevant professional organizations. If it is suitable, it will be equipped in batches. How to do that? Ask Dr. Wang for the prescription? Does that mean we have to ask him for the medicine? What if he doesn't want to give it to us?"
After hearing these words, Zeng Yichuan was silent. These questions indeed had to be considered. The other party had such magical medical skills but preferred to stay in this small mountain village. He certainly did not want to cause too much trouble. Once these things were known by some people, he was afraid that they would use all kinds of methods to put pressure on Dr. Wang. This would bring a lot of trouble to the other party. He had saved his life, but it had caused so much trouble. He really could not do that.
"Then we'll do it through personal means," Zeng Yichuan said.
"If there's a problem, I'll shoulder it."
"Why should you shoulder it?" Cheng Haidong asked with a smile.
"Let me think about it," Cheng Haidong said. "I'll ask him what he means tomorrow." In the end, it still depended on whether the other party agreed or not.
"Well, OK."
"Well, don't think about it," Cheng Haidong said. "Go to sleep and have a good rest. Your priority now is to heal."
"Yes!"
At night, on the mountain …
"Brother-in-law, how is the boy?"
"He's fine," Wang Yao said.
"That's good, Brother-in-law," Su Zhixing said. "Is the antidote you gave me expensive?"
"Expensive, of course, it's expensive!" Wang Yao said. It was a licorice root.
"Tsk, can it be mass produced?"
"Mass produced? Of course not," Wang Yao said. "What do you want to do?"
"Ah, it's like this," Su Zhixing said. "I want to equip our army with a batch of antidotes with this special effect." His idea was the same as Zeng Yichuan's.
"Just name the price," Wang Yao said.
"Sorry, it can't be mass produced," Wang Yao said.
Although the antidote herb was only a low-grade licorice root, it took a certain amount of time to grow. It had to be grown in the spirit gathering battle array Wang Yao had set up on Nanshan Hill.
"Forget it," Su Zhixing said. "Small batches are fine too." Su Zhixing was obviously relying on him.
"A small batch is fine," Wang Yao said. "I can give you a bottle a month."
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