Quick Transmigration Cannon Fodder's Record of Counterattacks

Chapter 1157: You Were a Military Doctor?



Chapter 1157: You Were a Military Doctor?

It was really too dangerous. Modern warfare was far more brutal. With all kinds of weapons that contained great destructive power, it caused even more harm and pain to soldiers.

If it weren’t for this, why would it be said that it was war that promoted the process of human development?

“Doctor, please help take a look!” A female voice filled with anxiety arose.

Ning Shu was familiar with this voice. When she turned around, she saw Fang Feifei dressed in military uniform with a camera hanging from her neck. Currently, Fang Feifei was supporting an injured man.

Ning Shu glanced at the soldier, then grimaced. It was actually Zhu Yanqiu. His shoulder was bleeding, it was clear that he had gotten shot.

She never thought that the three of them would encounter each other in this situation.

Fang Feifei was stunned when she saw Ning Shu and stammered, “You were a military doctor?”

Ning Shu ignored her and continue treating the wounded. Fang Feifei stopped wondering about why this woman was here and said, “Please help take a look at Yanqiu. Yanqiu got shot.”

“Set him over there, I’ll be right over,” said Ning Shu.

“But he’s badly hurt, can you take a look at him first?” Fang Feifei was a bit frightened because Zhu Yanqiu was covered in blood.

Ning Shu replied without even lifting her head, “There are so many wounded here. There are plenty that are more severely injured compared to him that are waiting for treatment. I already told you, set him down and apply this powder on his wound to stop the bleeding.”

Fang Feifei fell silent when she saw Ning Shu’s grim expression. She set Zhu Yanqiu on the simple operating table made from a wooden board and undid his clothes to sprinkle the powder on his wound. Zhu Yanqiu inhaled sharply and convulsed from the pain.

“Can you hurry and come take a look? What’s happening?” When Fang Feifei saw Zhu Yanqiu like this, she hastily shouted towards Ning Shu.

Ning Shu tied a knot on the gauze, then walked over to Zhu Yanqiu.

“Hold him down. Don’t let him move around,” said Ning Shu.

“Oh.” Fang Feifei was taken aback for a moment, then she hastily pressed Zhu Yanqiu down.

Ning Shu picked up a scalpel and cut the wound open a little bit before using a tweezer to get the bullet and other fragments out. Afterwards, she sprinkled medicinal powder and wrapped the wound with gauze. The whole process only took about ten minutes,

Zhu Yanqiu was wailing with pain. The scalpel had cut through his skin and the tweezer had moved around in his wound. It had been an unbearably painful experience.

Fang Feifei managed to just barely keep Zhu Yanqiu down. When she saw Ning Shu’s violent method of treatment, she asked incredulously, “Why didn’t you give him anesthetics?”

Ning Shu glanced at Fang Feifei. “We don’t have anything as valuable as anesthetics here. Every single soldier just endures it.”

Ning Shu stuffed another anti-inflammation pill in Zhu Yanqiu’s mouth. “Get him some water so he can take the medicine.”

Ning Shu gave a few more exhorts, then left to treat the others.

Fang Feifei glanced at Ning Shu, then twisted open the cap of the canteen to carefully feed the water to Zhu Yanqiu who was moaning in pain. After that, she stayed by his side to look after him. She glanced at Ning Shu who working nonstop, then at the injured Zhu Yanqiu, and then frowned slightly.

“Military doctor, come with me!” A man in an officer’s uniform who had two medals pinned to his chest walked in. After walking into the tent and looking around, he spotted Ning Shu and immediately said, “Someone’s gotten injured, so come with me.”

“Why didn’t you bring him here?” asked Ning Shu as she continued to work.


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