Rebirth in the 70s: A military wife who was married into a vegetative state

"Snapped!"

Professor Chen's hand was pinched in mid-air, and he turned to glare at An Nian displeased.

"Little girl, let go! If you don't let go, I won't be polite."

As he spoke, he winked at the bewildered young doctor standing by.

The young doctor hurriedly threw the medical records in his hand on the bed and ran over to intercept Zhu Yueyuan.

An Nian's expression remained unchanged, and with a slight flick of his right wrist, a flash of bright color passed in front of everyone's eyes, heading directly in the direction of the young doctor.

When he looked again, he saw that the young doctor had three silver needles stuck in his neck. He seemed to be frozen, with a look of fear on his face, but he couldn't move.

He rolled his eyes hard and looked at Professor Chen: "Teacher, save me."

Professor Chen didn't care about anything else and swung hard, trying to get rid of An Nian's control, but he overestimated his own strength and underestimated An Nian's ability.

Not only did he not shake An Nian's hand away, he threw himself directly on the hospital bed.

An Nian stretched out his hand and pulled it to prevent Professor Chen from falling on the patient.

"boom!"

"Ah!" Professor Chen knocked hard on the end of the bed and screamed.

All this happened so fast that Zhu Yueyuan and the nurse who came to help were shocked.

Zhu Yueyuan put down the empty medicine bowl and went to help him.

"Professor Chen, are you okay?"

Professor Chen held his nose and cried uncontrollably from the pain.

He held Zhu Yueyuan's hand and tried his best to look at the bedside, but saw that An Nian had already sat at the head of the bed and put his hand on Comrade Wu's wrist.

Professor Chen was immediately furious and yelled: "If you don't read the checklist, why do you feel the pulse?! What? Do you think you are a miracle doctor? You can tell when the patient will be better by just taking the pulse?!"

Because his nose was injured, his voice was a little rough.

Zhu Yueyuan helplessly wiped his nosebleed with an alcohol cotton ball and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing how confident Professor Chen is, it should be nothing serious.

An Nian slowly stopped feeling for the pulse, put Comrade Wu's hand back into the quilt, and pressed it.

After doing all this, she finally raised her head and spoke to Professor Chen, her voice calm and gentle, which was in sharp contrast to Professor Chen's anger.

"I'm not a miracle doctor, but I can diagnose Comrade Wu based on his pulse..."

"What's wrong with him? You just gave him a bowl of Chinese medicine. Is it possible that he will wake up soon?" Professor Chen sneered.

An Nian was not angry when his words were interrupted, and finished his words with a slight smile.

"...His high fever will subside in 10 minutes, and he will wake up in 1 minutes."

Zhu Yueyuan's eyes suddenly lit up and she looked at An Nian: "Nian Nian, is it true?"

In her excitement, she even forgot to call An Nian Dr. An in front of Professor Chen.

An Nian smiled and nodded: "Really."

"impossible!"

Professor Chen's face turned red and blue, and there was a little panic in his eyes.

He had just reported to the leaders above that Comrade Wu had entered a critical stage, and the only thing they could do was to let him go more peacefully.

The leader also gave approval and asked him to come over and do some hospice care.

Now, the young girl in front of me said that Comrade Wu can reduce his fever in 10 minutes and wake up in 1 minutes? !Isn't this a slap in the face? !

Professor Chen's face twitched a few times, and it really felt like he had been slapped several times in the air.

An Nian clasped his hands behind his back, straightened his back, and his eyes were calm, as if he could see through everything.

Professor Chen looked away unconsciously.

"If you don't believe it, you can sit down and wait for 10 minutes... Oh, no, it's 9 minutes now."

An Nian glanced at the watch on his wrist, smiled and made a gesture of invitation.

Regardless of Professor Chen's reaction, she stepped forward and pulled out the silver needle from the young doctor's neck.

"call!"

The young doctor breathed heavily and regained control of his body.

An Nian smiled sheepishly: "I'm offended."

"No...it's fine."

The young doctor shrank his neck, bowed respectfully, and walked very quickly behind Professor Chen so that his entire body was blocked.

An Nian put away the silver needle, dragged a chair over, and sat down comfortably.

Zhu Yueyuan saw this and sat beside her, clenching her hands nervously.

"Niannian..."

"Huh?" An Nian crossed his legs and lowered his head to write and draw in the notebook he carried with him.

She planned to use this time to come up with some useful prescriptions.

The physiques of ordinary people are completely different from those of cultivators. When ordinary cultivators are injured, they use some medicine and ignore the rest.

There are no bacterial infections, fungal infections, or viral infections.

Unless it is a poison specifically targeting cultivation, no matter how serious the injury is, the Rejuvenation Pill can solve it.

"Antipyretic drugs, no matter what the cause of high fever, are foreign substances in the body, and their mechanism of action is to remove them."

An Nian muttered silently and began to think about which pills could play these roles.

It is best to be universal and not require special refining techniques, such as refining in an alchemy furnace.

The production process can be referred to Little Rejuvenating Pill. After improvement, it can be put into the factory for assembly line production.

Zhu Yueyuan was a little curious and looked down at what she wrote.

What caught my eye was the traditional Chinese characters.

It stands to reason that understanding traditional Chinese characters is a skill that Chinese people have from birth, and most people can read it without any difficulties.

However, what An Nian wrote...

Zhu Yueyuan didn’t know the pronunciation at all and couldn’t recognize it!

The reading of traditional Chinese characters needs to be in context. It is difficult to identify individual characters when they are taken out.

For example, no one knows the word "薹".

Change it to this - 薹wan, and everyone will know its pronunciation.

An Nian's is completely different. I don't recognize them individually, but it's even harder to understand them together!

Zhu Yueyuan's eyes were dizzy, and she quickly looked away: "Nian Nian, what did you write?"

"The name of the herb." An Nian replied with a smile, stopped writing, put away the notebook, and called the nurse. "Please check his temperature."

"Ok."

The nurse had just put the thermometer under Comrade Wu's armpit, and the expression on her face was one of surprise.

She looked up at Zhu Yueyuan and An Nian, with uncontrollable joy in her eyes.

"Doctor Zhu, Comrade Wu's body is not as hot as before!"

"Let me see!"

Zhu Yueyuan jumped up excitedly, sprayed some alcohol on her hands, disinfected them and reached out to Comrade Wu's forehead.

The next second, she laughed.

"The fever is really gone!"

"Nian Nian, you are so amazing!"

The nurse lady also looked at An Nian with admiration.

Professor Chen and his apprentice, who had been huddled at the end of the bed like quails but never left, were stunned when they heard this.

Professor Chen staggered, walked to the opposite side, lowered his head and looked carefully.

His eyes directly collided with Comrade Wu on the bed.

An Nian smiled and said, "Eleven minutes."

Comrade Wu just woke up and his voice was very hoarse: "What's wrong with me?"

Professor Chen was speechless for a moment and didn't know how to answer.

An Nian stood up and brought the warm boiled water to his lips.

Comrade Wu subconsciously opened his mouth and drank.

An Nian asked him: "Do you remember what happened before?"

Comrade Wu's eyes gradually returned to clarity, and after moistening his throat, his voice became as clear as before.

"Remember, our team encountered the enemy's special forces. They were defeated at first, but another supporting force came from behind.

Their weapons are weird, no, it should be that they are weird as a whole.Our bullets have very little damage to them..."

An Nian frowned, remembering the people he met in the Amazon rainforest before.

At that time, the dagger could not penetrate their skin, and there was a sound of metal friction when the blade cut.

Just as she was about to ask a few more questions, she noticed a group of people coming in at the door.

After the group came in, they went straight to the hospital bed where Comrade Wu was. The leader was overjoyed.

"Comrade Wu Hai, you finally woke up!"

Wu Haiqiang sat up and saluted the visitor: "Political Commissar Zhang..."

"Lie down! Lie down! Don't move!"

Political Commissar Zhang suppressed his hand and turned to look at An Nian with undisguised admiration in his eyes.

"Are you Comrade An Nian? I have heard Director Wang say that you are an excellent doctor. I didn't expect that you have made such a great contribution just after arriving at the front line."

"You're too polite. This is what I should do." An Nian stood up straight.

Political Commissar Zhang's eyes were kind: "Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work today. Doctor Zhu, please take Comrade An Nian down to get some repairs first. Don't tire her out."

"Okay, political commissar." Zhu Yueyuan replied respectfully.

An Nian knew that they wanted to get away from him, so he smiled and nodded, then turned and left with Zhu Yueyuan.

Before leaving, she moved her fingers slightly, leaving behind a small vine seed.

The vine seeds are collected from the Amazon rainforest and have the function of changing color according to the environment. The seeds fall to the bottom of the bed silently.

Inspired by An Nian's spiritual power, the seeds sprouted quickly and wrapped around the corner of the hospital bed, becoming vines as thin as hair, with their small tips hanging down at the end of the bed, unnoticed.

Not only An Nian and the others, Professor Chen and the others were also invited out.

Professor Chen and his apprentice were a little embarrassed. They didn't even say hello to An Nian or the other two. They turned around and left after leaving the ward door.

Zhu Yueyuan watched them leave, looked at An Nian and smiled.

"Niannian, do you want to live with me? I just asked someone to send your luggage to my place."

An Nian nodded: "Okay, living together will help us take care of each other."

"Yeah!" Zhu Yue said with a smile, "I have a night shift every two days. I'll see if your night shift can join me."

An Nian smiled and agreed, but decided in his heart that he had to stagger the night shift with her.

When she was working the night shift, she was able to sneak outside and explore.

An Nian's eyes fell on this open area.

At the frontline military garrison, safety is the first priority. Basically, the entire camp has a sentry every three steps and a post every five steps. If you want to get out, you must make precise calculations.

"Nian Nian, here we are."

"Okay." An Nian came to his senses instantly and followed her into the bungalow.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, with an upper and lower canopy bed, a desk, and clothes placed directly in boxes.

"It's a bit messy, let me tidy it up."

When she opened the door and saw inside, Zhu Yueyuan's face suddenly turned red.

She used to live alone and her things were placed randomly, but now that An Nian is coming over, there is no place for her to sit down for a while.

"Niannian, please sit on my bed."

The lower bunk is the only place that is clean and tidy.

"It's okay, I'm here to help."

An Nian stepped forward to carry her suitcase away, put it in a corner first, and began to help her organize it.

It took the two girls an hour to put everything in order.

"I'll send the clothes to be cleaned first. Do you have anything to wash?"

Zhu Yueyuan picked up a lot of clothes and asked An Nian.

There are special logistics in the camp, and large clothes can be handled uniformly. Zhu Yueyuan only needs to wash her underwear.

There were so many dirty clothes in the room because she had been working night shifts for several consecutive times. There were too many critically ill patients in the intensive care unit and she was worried.

An Nian shook her head. She had just arrived at the camp and had no clothes to wash.

"Then I'll leave, you can do whatever you want."

Zhu Yueyuan turned around neatly and went out, leaving An Nian alone in the room.

After she left, An Nian opened his suitcase and took out everything inside.

She only put a small amount of clothing and daily necessities in her suitcase, and more things were hidden in the space.

Anyway, she was the only one in the room, so An Nian held the jade stone, extracted the spiritual power inside, and cast a Dust Cleansing Technique on it.

In an instant, the entire upper bunk was as clean as if it had been sprayed with a high-pressure water gun.

An Nian threw up all the quilts, mattresses, etc. provided in the camp.

She threw them away casually, but the mattress batting and quilt were stretched out and snug.

After doing all this, An Nian sat down at the table, poured himself a cup of hot tea, and took a leisurely sip.

After a while, there was a rustling sound from the corner. She stretched out her right hand, and a small vine fell on her fingertips.

The spiritual power emanated from the fingertips, and the vines twisted happily, absorbing the pure wood spiritual power without hesitation.

An Nian also learned from it what happened in the ward after they left.

She lowered her eyebrows slightly, and a clear dialogue appeared in her mind, simulating the scene at that time.

-

Wu Hai was completely awake. After realizing that the words he accidentally blurted out just now were confidential, his face turned pale.

"Don't be nervous, Comrade Wu Hai, the people in the ward just now are our own people, what you said does not involve core secrets."

Political Commissar Zhang patted his shoulder kindly, easing his panic.

"Really?" Wu Hai asked nervously.

"Really." Political Commissar Zhang replied repeatedly. Seeing that he had calmed down, he asked. "Comrade Wu Hai, can you tell us in detail what happened before? How many people are there on the other side? What do they look like?"

The two comrades behind Political Commissar Zhang immediately took a recording stance.

"There were about 15 people in the first group and 6 in the second group. They were not in the same team because their cooperation was very low."

Wu Hai slowly said, and under Political Commissar Zhang's very skillful questioning, he closed his eyes slightly and fell into memories.

"The six of them are very powerful and can withstand our bullets. They are also moving at an unimaginable speed. They are in front of us in almost two or three breaths.

The shot I got was shot directly toward the heart, with the muzzle pressed against my chest. "

Thinking of this, even a soldier as resolute as Wu Hai could not help but tremble.

"If Captain Yu and the others hadn't arrived in time, I would have died on the spot."

Political Commissar Zhang frowned slightly and asked, "Did Yu Luyuan save you?"

"Yes."

Wu Hai was a little excited and waved his hands.

"Captain Yu and the others were very powerful, and they started fighting with each other. However, I was too seriously injured. I just remember that he asked the few of us who could move to run back..."

"What's behind?" Political Commissar Zhang asked.

"I won't remember it later."

Wu Hai opened his eyes regretfully and shook his head slightly.

"I lost too much blood, and I ran with my comrades supporting each other. I don't know how long I ran. I finally saw my other comrades, and then I fainted."

"Do you still remember where you were at that time?"

"Remember, just..." Wu Hai finished speaking.

"Okay, can you describe the looks of the six of them?"

"Yes, they..."

-

After An Nian received all the information, he picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea. When he wrapped his fingers around it, the full vines neatly formed a ball.

The spiritual power brushed over the vine, and it turned into the tiny seed it was before.

An Nian took it back into space, and when his fingertips landed on the table, it made a crisp sound.

"30 kilometers southeast."