Crossing the famine, the special agent peasant girl blows up one by one

The old military doctor saw that Qu Qiuning had a unique way of treating the wounds of the wounded soldiers, so he wanted Qu Qiuning to teach him.

Qu Qiuning looked up at the old military doctor's eager eyes and answered:

"Why not?"

The old military doctor was very happy to hear Qu Qiuning say this, so he bowed and thanked him:

"Thank you girl!"

While continuing his movements, Qu Qiuning explained the key points of suturing to the old military doctor.

The old military doctor nodded repeatedly as he listened, and together with Qu Qiuning, he bandaged the wounds of the wounded soldiers.

After stitching up the wounds of several wounded soldiers in a row, the old military doctor also learned a lot of medical knowledge, and his eyes were full of admiration for Qu Qiuning.

Qu Xiang, who was standing aside, had hatred in her eyes. Why was it Qu Qiuning? Why? Why was it her?

"Military doctor, hurry up, save Ershanzi, he is dying, military doctor."

A man in his thirties ran over and knelt at the feet of the old military doctor, speaking loudly.

The old military doctor frowned and said to Qu Qiuning, "Miss, can you go and treat her?"

Qu Qiuning packed up the first aid kit and said to the man kneeling on the ground, "Where is it? Take me there quickly."

The man glanced at Qu Qiuning, then at the old military doctor.

Seeing the old military doctor nodded, the man quickly got up and said, "Over there." After the man said that, he walked in front and led Qu Qiuning to where Ershanzi was.

They came to a room full of wounded soldiers. There were many of them lying and sitting on the ground.

The man entered the room, pointed at the man lying on the ground and said, "Military doctor, please save him!"

Anxiety and endless sorrow could be heard in the man's choked voice.

Qu Qiuning squatted down without saying a word and uncovered the clothes on the injured man's stomach. There was a two-inch long knife wound on his stomach, and blood was still oozing out of the wound.

Qu Qiuning quickly examined Ershanzi and found that he had injured his intestines and a small amount of feces was overflowing. The situation was too urgent.

"He has internal injuries and his intestines are ruptured. He needs immediate surgery." Qu Qiuning said with a serious expression.

At this time, Qin Haoyuan, who was treating the wounded next door, seemed to hear Qu Qiuning's voice. He immediately walked out and saw that it was indeed Qu Qiuning.

"Master, why are you here?" Qin Haoyuan asked in surprise.

He knew that Qu Qiuning had gone to the battlefield, but he didn't expect him to come back so soon and appear here.

“Well, I came back after finishing my work, and I came to see you.

Oh, this guy needs surgery right away, please find him a place."

Qu Qiuning gave Qin Haoyuan a look, and Qin Haoyuan immediately said:

Okay, Master, there is a utility room over there that can be used as a temporary operating room."

After Qin Haoyuan finished speaking, he immediately ordered several soldiers outside the house to clear out the room opposite.

Without saying anything, the soldier immediately carried out Qin Haoyuan's order. Who called him a little genius doctor? Saving lives is like putting out a fire. The general has given an order, and here they have to obey Qin Haoyuan.

Soon, the utility room was vacated, and Qin Haoyuan immediately asked someone to carry Ershanzi into the house.

Qu Qiuning went in carrying the box, and Qin Haoyuan slammed the door.

Qu Qiuning followed the usual routine and took out the surgical gown and threw it to Qin Haoyuan.

Qin Haoyuan was familiar with the procedure after the previous two experiences. He handed Qu Qiuning the surgical tools while learning at the same time.

The old military doctor outside was treating the wounds of other wounded soldiers while keeping an eye on the movements in the utility room.

Because he was very doubtful. His intestines were ruptured. Could he still be saved?

An hour later, Qu Qiuning finished the operation and the wounded man's wounds were bandaged.

Qin Haoyuan just opened the door, and the man who was waiting anxiously outside the door asked with a worried look on his face:

"How's Ershanzi?"

"He's fine. He will wake up in three hours and will be fine after recuperating for a period of time." Qu Qiuning spoke slowly.

The man looked happy and immediately knelt down to Qu Qiuning.

"Thank you for saving my life, girl."

"It's okay, take good care of him," Qu Qiuning said, looking at the person lying in the room.

Afterwards, Qu Qiuning and Qin Haoyuan treated the injuries of many wounded soldiers and were busy until the early morning before they finished treating all the wounded soldiers.

Because there were so many wounded, Pang Ya, Qu Qiuning, and Qin Haoyuan returned to the yard where they lived.

Although they were very hungry, they no longer had the energy to eat because they were simply too tired.

Fatty fell asleep immediately. Jing Mei and Qu Xiang were also almost unable to hold on and lay on the bed not wanting to move.

Qu Qiuning walked to the door of Song Yanfeng's room and wanted to go see him, but when he thought about the fact that there were more than a dozen men living in the same room, it seemed inappropriate to go in like this.

So he turned around and walked back to his room, washed up simply, and lay down on the bed to rest.

This rest lasted until noon of the next day.

After Qu Qiuning got up, he found that Pang Ya and the others were still sleeping, so he walked lightly.

He opened the door and walked out of the house. Monk Bikong was sitting on a stone bench in the yard and saw Qu Qiuning coming out.

He stood up and said to Qu Qiuning with a smile:

"Girl, the kid from Fuyi City sent someone to summon you this morning, saying that he wanted you to go see him."

Qu Qiuning walked towards the well and said as he walked, "Well, I'll go there in a while."

Qu Qiuning drew a bucket of water from the well and was about to take it back to the kitchen when An Ye immediately stepped forward and took the bucket from Qu Qiuning's hand.

"Girl, where do you want to carry this water?" asked An Ye.

Qu Qiuning was shocked to see An Ye lift a bucket of about 50 kilograms of water with one hand effortlessly.

"Take it to the kitchen, I'll make something to eat." Qu Qiuning said and walked towards the kitchen.

When An Ye heard Qu Qiuning say that she wanted to cook something, a smile immediately appeared on her face.

Bikong's ears twitched, with a look of surprise on his face, and he followed Qu Qiuning.

"Girl, what delicious food can you make? I, an old monk, eat porridge every day, and I can hardly walk."

Bikong had a bitter face. He really didn't want to drink vegetable porridge anymore.

"Beef vermicelli bar!"

Qu Qiuning spoke slowly. It was noon now, so she just wanted to eat something. She hadn't eaten anything yesterday, so she was really hungry now.

Bikong was curious. He knew beef, but what was this vermicelli? Moreover, in modern times, cattle were not allowed to be slaughtered casually, so beef was a rare thing.

Qu Qiuning walked to a corner of the kitchen, and with a thought, three large bags of stewed beef chunks and beef soup appeared on the ground, and each chunk was the size of a thumb.

Seeing this, An Ye immediately added firewood to the stove.

Qu Qiuning didn't waste any time. He took a bag, tore it open, and poured the soup and meat into the pot.

Bikong ran over, picked up a bag, and imitated Qu Qiuning, tearing open the bag and pouring it into the pot. He stretched his neck and took a deep breath. It smelled so good. After that, he gave Qu Qiuning a flattering smile.

After pouring out the three bags, there was still half a pot left. Qu Qiuning picked up the torn plastic bag and put it into his sleeve.

"An Ye, boil the water in another pot." Qu Qiuning said to An Ye.

"Okay," An Ye tried his best to get food, adding firewood to two stoves at the same time.