Wei Ran and Zhou Houpu listened to the chirping of grasshoppers in the damp reed marsh all night. Early the next morning, before the sun could dissipate the moisture on their clothes, there was a rush from outside the reed marsh. of crows.
Zhou Houpu, who had just fallen asleep, rolled over and got up. After checking the code with the people outside, he immediately supported the boat and got out.
"Dad! What's wrong with you?"
Zhou Houpu's expression changed immediately after seeing Uncle Zhou. At this time, Uncle Zhou's fairy-like temperament disappeared, and The puppet soldier he was supporting, who had been treated for back pain, had his shoulders stained dark red with blood.
Pushing the bicycle in his hand into the water beside the reed marsh and hiding it, Uncle Zhou let Wei Ran and Zhou Houpu help him and the puppet soldier jump into the small wooden boat, and then he gasped and said, "Hurry! Go back quickly, there are traitors chasing you."
Hearing this, Zhou Houpu did not dare to delay, and quickly took advantage of the boat to get into the depths of the reed swamp. Quickly changing position along the secret and narrow channel.
Less than five minutes later, noisy shouts rang out from the reed swamp behind them, including one or two gunshots.
The four people in the boat quickly lowered their bodies, reasonably pulled the reeds on both sides of the boat, and moved their positions silently.
Gradually, the sounds behind him became increasingly blurry, until they finally disappeared completely, and everyone on the boat breathed a sigh of relief.
"Brother Sanhai, are you okay?" Zhou Houpu, who was in charge of rowing, asked worriedly.
"It's a bit troublesome." Uncle Zhou sighed, "He was shot from behind by the traitor Da Kui in the shoulder, and the bullet is still stuck inside."
"Uncle Zhou, I...I don't want to die." The puppet soldier dressed as a wounded man had a cry in his voice.
"You can't die. Don't worry, Sanhai. When I get back, I will find a way to dig out the bullet for you." Uncle Zhou said with a frown, but the embarrassment in his tone made the other three But he heard it clearly.
"It would be nice if the medical kit was still there" Wei Ran couldn't help but muttered.
"Boy Wei, hand me the medicine basket." As Uncle Zhou spoke, he took out a blue cloth bag from his arms, opened it, took out a few acupuncture sticks and inserted them into the pseudo-sister named Sanhai. around military wounds.
What is quite miraculous is that after these few injections, not only did the expression on Sanhai's face become much more relaxed, but even the bleeding speed of the wound slowed down a lot.
Taking the rattan box from Wei Ran, Uncle Zhou opened it and took out a small bottle, poured out a small white pill the size of a corn kernel and stuffed it directly into Sanhai's mouth. inside.
Na Sanhai sipped the pill, stretched out the hand on the other side of the wound, scooped up a puddle of water from outside the boat, brought it to his mouth, and washed the pill down.
"Uncle Zhou, your acupuncture really works. It doesn't hurt anymore." After Sanhai swallowed the pill, the expression on his face became much more relaxed.
"It just stopped the pain temporarily"
Uncle Zhou's frowning brows still didn't relax, "I am sure that the shoulder blade that was broken by the bullet will grow back, but I want to dig out the bullet for you according to my method. It's such a hot day. The wound must be infected."
Zhou Houpu, who was rowing, said in a low voice, "It would be great if Sister Cuilian was here, she would definitely be able to use what she learned from the base hospital."
< p> "You kid, don't keep talking about Cuilian." Uncle Zhou whispered angrily, "What's the matter? How about their Western medicine that can cure diseases?""I don't mean that." While Zhou Houpu was arguing, his rowing speed also became much faster. It would take a lot of time to go back from here.
"I see, Brother Houpu really doesn't mean that."
Sanhai, who was crying in fear just now, also became more alive at this time, winking at him. Uncle Zhou said, "He is probably interested in Cuilian."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Houpu immediately blushed when he heard this, and the speed of rowing also accelerated a lot again.
"The second daughter of the Niu family is very progressive. I heard that they all went to northern Shaanxi with the army. How can Houpu, the ancestral farmer of crops, be worthy of others?"
Uncle Zhou muttered something with envy and inferiority, then changed the subject and said, "Sanhai, just hold on, I will dig out the bullet for you when you get back to Zhuangzi."
三海Hai Wenyan swallowed a big gulp of saliva, and nodded with a pale face. The relief that had just risen also disappeared.
"Uncle Zhou, can I see your medicine basket?" Wei Ran, who had been silent, asked.
"Yes, there's nothing wrong with this." Uncle Zhou was particularly happy and handed the not-so-big rattan box to Wei Ran without thinking.
Opening the small window door on the rattan box, Wei Ran looked at it one by one. The box was not big, but it contained a lot of things. The bottom layer was a medium-sized casserole, which was dark inside. It is solidified plaster. In addition to a small inkstone, there is also a stack of straw paper and a writing brush on the left-hand side of the upper layer. In the middle grid are several small porcelain bottles. On the right side is a bundle of splints of various shapes and a wrist pillow for taking pulses.
Buckling the rattan box in disappointment, Wei Ran couldn't help but say, "If you have some Western medical equipment, maybe I can help."
"You? "Uncle Zhou glanced at Wei Ran suspiciously, "You can still do this?"
"At least the bullet in his shoulder can be taken out and the wound can be stitched up," Wei Ran sighed, "What a pity. "Nothing."
"What do you need?" asked Zhou Houpu, who was shaking his head.
"At least there must be a scalpel, sutures and suture needles."
"Yes, these things are available." Zhou Houpu said harder and harder, "Cuilian goes... I was given a set as a gift when I left... I thought about it, I haven't touched it, it's just... at home."/p>
"Boy Wei, are you not bragging?" Uncle Zhou asked seriously.
"Really not" Wei Ran nodded seriously, and then he saw Uncle Zhou taking over his son's job.
"Then let's go back quickly!" Uncle Zhou shook the oar vigorously, and his son was not idle either. He pulled out the bamboo pole tied to the side of the boat to help increase the speed.
With the cooperation of the two men and the help of Wei Ran, the boat with four people on it slid quickly in the water, and soon left the channel wrapped in reeds and entered Aries. The depths of the lake.
Without the obstruction of the reeds, the boat ran faster and faster, but even so, when the boat stopped in a small village with a terrain that was extremely familiar to Wei Ran, nearly a month had passed. Hour.
Is this what grandma and their village looked like before?
Wei Ran looked at the low adobe houses, and followed Uncle Zhou and his son, as well as Sanhai, who was shot, into a small courtyard that was not too big.
"Just in the yard," Wei Ran said, "The light outside is somewhat better."
"Boy Wei, are you really sure?" Uncle Zhou stopped. Asked again, this time, even Zhou Houpu and the shot Sanhai looked at Wei Ran nervously.
"Don't worry" Wei Ran looked at Zhou Houpu as he spoke, "Take out your token of love!"
Zhou Houpu, who originally wanted to say something, suddenly became upset. With a big red face, he quickly ran into the west wing, and soon took out an aluminum lunch box carefully wrapped in blue coarse cloth.
Opening the lunch box and looking at it, Wei Ran secretly breathed a sigh of relief. Unexpectedly, there were not many instruments in the lunch box. There were only a scalpel, two hemostats, a pair of forceps, and a pair of medical scissors. and a small pack of sutures and suture needles. In addition, there is a syringe with a glass tube placed in the remaining space.
Putting the lid back on, Wei Ran raised his head and said, "Boil a pot of boiling water. The pot must be cleaned and there must be no oily smell. Do you have any white wine? It's better to be stronger. Move another one "Bring out a table."
"Go get the copper pot for the gunpowder," Uncle Zhou said without thinking. While speaking, he had already brought a cast iron stove from the corner.
Before he could light the fire, Zhou Houpu ran over with a copper pot in his arms. When he fetched water from the well and washed the copper pot, Captain Zhao, whom he had just met last night, He had already led several people into the courtyard, and behind them was the limping Han Shoutian.
Seeing Captain Zhao walk in, Sanhai, who was covered in cold sweat, stood up immediately, "Captain Zhao, you are here."
"Are you injured? Captain Zhao asked with concern.
"No...it's okay"
Sanhai responded with a somewhat unnatural expression, and then whispered something into Captain Zhao's ear.
“Are you sure?”
Captain Zhao didn’t wait for Sanhai to speak., and said, "Wei Ran is one of our own."
After hearing this, Sanhai said again, "I'm sure, I saw the two steamboats setting off this morning with my own eyes. I counted them in detail. There were fifteen or six Japs and more than 20 puppet troops. The Japs were led by the Japs captain who burned Lao He's Weizi land last winter, and the puppet troops were led by Liu Laizi."
"Do you know where they went?" Captain Zhao chased and asked.
"I know!" Sanhai quickly replied, "I went to Zhaobeikou, probably to discuss the raids with the Japs there. I asked Liu Laizi, and he said he expected the sun to drop in the second half of the day. You can come back before sunset."
"What's the matter with your injury?" Han Shoutian came over and asked.
"I'm not in a hurry to inform your master," Sanhai said with a bitter face, "I was walking in a hurry, and a traitor saw me and shot me from behind. It's all thanks to your master's guidance. I'm still holding the gun, otherwise I'll have to lie down and come back." "Is Sanhai's injury serious?" Captain Zhao turned to Uncle Zhou and asked.
Uncle Zhou, who was busy lighting the fire, replied, "Boy Wei said he could take out the bullet. Whether he can do it or not depends on him."
Captain Zhao looked towards Wei Ran, "Are you sure?"
"Don't worry!" Wei Ran said confidently.
"Captain Deng, instructor Wei, this is the Wei Ran I'm telling you about."
Captain Zhao introduced the two people around him to Wei Ran, and waited for the two sides to fight. After saying hello, he continued, "I think we must destroy these two ships."
"It is indeed necessary to destroy these two ships!" Captain Deng pointed to the east wing, "Let's go. Let’s go in and discuss how to deal with it.”
As he watched these people enter the wing, the water in the copper pot was about to boil. He had washed his hands carefully just now. Wei Ran immediately put all the medical instruments and the aluminum alloy lunch box into the pot and steamed them.
After simply completing the disinfection work, Wei Ran carefully wiped his hands with a jar of sorghum wine that Uncle Zhou had dug out, and then took out all the medical instruments in the pot.