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

After Zhu Yueyuan finished eating and left, An Nian lay down on the bed, almost closed his eyes, and immediately fell into a deep sleep.

She slept directly until the next morning. Her stomach growled with hunger before she got up from the bed.

Instead of getting out of bed, An Nian first tidied up the remaining things in the space.

The focus is on jade.

She used to have a whole box of jade from the Amazon rainforest, and she used some intermittently, and she used most of it yesterday.

Now, there are only the last two pieces of jade left in the box.

"No need to put in the box."

An Nian sighed, put the box away, and placed two pieces of jade in front of him.

After comparison, I chose a carrot with the same color as the carrot given to Yu Luyuan at that time, and decided to use it to carve again.

Carrots are easy to carve, but the difficult part is how to give them the function of a spatial key. It is estimated that we still need to find a few more hollow string bamboo sections.

Lowering his head and stroking the completely broken pendant, the radish tassels originally adorning the carrots had been broken into two halves.

"The defense power of Kongxian Bamboo is still too small."

An Nian murmured to himself and put away the remaining jade stones, leaving only a small innocent sign from which the pendant would be carved.

Putting the "Nothing" sign under the pillow, she got out of bed, stretched out, and felt much more comfortable.

"what?"

An Nian subconsciously looked inside her dantian. She clearly remembered that in order to find Yu Luyuan, the spiritual power in her dantian was drained by her. Why did the vortex disappear when she looked at it now?Turned into a small ball shape?

"what is this?"

An Nian was quite curious, so she endured her hunger, sat cross-legged on the bed again, and started practicing her cultivation techniques.

The ball shape was spinning very fast, and it actually felt a bit like the golden elixir she had formed back then!

An Nian's face was complicated: "Is this a blessing in disguise?"

The vortex in her body has always been one of An Nian's hidden worries. In the past, whenever she used her spiritual power a little too much, the vortex would continue to collapse inwards.

Yesterday, she seemed to have used nine pieces of jade in one breath, draining all the spiritual power from her body. Things must be reversed, and the vortex automatically condensed into a golden elixir?

No, it's not a golden elixir, it's a pseudo elixir at most.

An Nian closed his eyes and felt it. His cultivation was still at the second level of Qi Refining, and this golden elixir didn't have much effect.

It can only be said that her body will no longer suddenly lose control, and she has escaped the fate of sudden death.

"It's also a good thing."

An Nian laughed slowly and got out of bed a little briskly.

I went to the canteen for a good meal. When I came out, I heard that news came from the front line that the army in the camp was getting ready to set off.

There was a lot of noise in front, but it had nothing to do with the wounded barracks. An Nian put on a white coat and went to take over the shift.

Several of the patients she was responsible for were relatively stable. Among them, Comrade Wu Hai, who was the most seriously injured, was successfully transferred to a general ward today and was lying together with his comrades from several different battalions and companies.

It was the ward that An Nian sent him to.

An Nian lowered his head and wrote a few lines on the handover medical record. An Nian signed his name at the bottom, and then handed the notebook to the doctor in charge of the general ward.

She explained: "Give Comrade Wu anti-inflammatory drugs for another two days and then the medication can be stopped. The wound dressing can be changed once a day. It can be stopped after three consecutive days."

"Okay. Dr. Xian'an."

The doctor in charge of the bed was very polite and looked at An Nian with a touch of respect in his eyes.

The profession of doctor is very dependent on ability. Only those with strong abilities will respect you.

An Nian has been here for just a few days, and has already impressed many people. Some people even discussed behind her back who was more capable, between her and Professor Chen, and 50% of the people voted for her.

Compared to the newcomer An Nian, Professor Chen has decades of experience. It is incredible for everyone in the hospital to compare the two of them in the same position!

The doctor in charge of the bed looked at An Nian and was a little curious. He didn't know who she learned her medical skills from. How could she be so good? !

An Nian didn't know what he was thinking. After the handover, he put the pen into his breast pocket and looked at Wu Hai.

"Comrade Wu, take care."

"Dr. An, goodbye." Wu Hai smiled and waved to her.

An Nian smiled back, turned and left.

When there were only six patients lying in the ward recuperating, the sound gradually became noisy.

"Are you Wu Hai from Unit 819?"

Wu Hai looked at the speaker and nodded: "Yes."

The man's eyes widened suddenly, and the hair on his head seemed to suddenly stand up.

"How did you recover so quickly?! I happened to be there when you were brought in a few days ago. You were covered in blood and you hadn't taken in much air yet."

The shock in his words was too obvious, and the attention of others was also drawn to him.

"It's covered in blood?"

"Isn't there enough air coming in and not coming out?"

Isn't this just about dying? !

"How is that possible? I think Comrade Wu is in good spirits now!"

The soldier lying on the hospital bed to the left of Wu Hai, with his right foot dangling, was full of disbelief.

"I'm in better shape than I am, a person with a broken calf!"

He had a fractured calf and was the least ill person in the ward. He ate well, slept soundly, and was always in the best spirits.

Wu Hai smiled at everyone and said.

"It's true. I thought I was shot in the chest. The bullets from the Yue people were really too poisonous. After they entered my body, they flew around like a goddess scattering flowers.

I only felt severe pain and instantly lost my ability to fight. "

"Hiss, what you said is so scary." The soldier with a broken calf tried to turn sideways and looked at him curiously. "Which regiment of the 819th are you from? Did you rush to the front? Did you happen to meet their elite troops?"

"I am from the third regiment and one battalion, and I am performing a vanguard mission."

Those present were all comrades-in-arms, and Wu Hai told them some unconfidential information and comforted them.

"Don't be afraid. The other side doesn't have many weapons like this. They should have been purchased from other countries with a lot of money."

"It's not easy for you to survive..." He said with admiration, leaning over from the left and giving Wu Hai an apple. "Eat one?"

"Thank you." Wu Hai took it and took a big bite.

The conversation between them dropped, but the one who spoke first had a thoughtful look on his face.

"Comrade Wu, can you show me the wound?"

"It's still bandaged. Can I show it to you when the dressing is changed? I will change the dressing in the morning." Wu Hai did not refuse.

The other party nodded quickly: "Yes! Yes!"

Wu Hai didn't lie to him. After a while, the doctor in charge of the bed came over with a dressing tray.

After checking Wu Hai's information, he bent down and cut off the gauze on his chest.

The wound will ooze fluid until it heals, and all gauze will need to be changed.

After obtaining the consent of the doctor and Wu Hai, the stupid warrior walked to the side holding the chair and watched quietly.

When he saw the hideous wound on Wu Hai's chest, he secretly took a breath.

Wu Hai recovered so quickly from such a serious injury.

After returning to the hospital bed, he lowered his head and remained silent.

After a long time, when Wu Hai was resting with his eyes closed, he suddenly spoke.

"Comrade Wu, you said that I would ask Dr. An Nian to help treat a comrade. Would she agree?"

"Huh?" Wu Hai opened his eyes in confusion, "Which one?"

"He..." The stupid warrior frowned, "He is my squad leader. He was injured ten days ago. Professor Chen treated him, but his wound never healed."

It doesn't sound like a big deal, but for soldiers who were seriously injured on the battlefield, the squad leader just suffered from repeated inflammation of the stab wound in his abdomen.

"Professor Chen prescribed medicine several times, and the monitor also took it on time, but fluid still leaked out of the wound from time to time."