The vicious female supporting role is ruthless and arrogant

"biscuit?"

"Well, that's what they said. I don't know what kind of cookies they are." The little soldier pouted.

He also wanted to know what kind of biscuits were so magical that a small piece could replace a bowl of beef noodles.

"Old He, do you know what kind of biscuits these are?" Commander Liu turned around and asked He's father, who was standing in front of the map and stuffing steamed buns into his mouth.

He's father said vaguely: "I know...

My daughter-in-law makes something called compressed biscuits.

There are so many good things in it, including beef, chicken, eggs, wheat, biscuits, oil, salt, sugar..."

"Can a small piece really fill you up?" Commander Liu asked in disbelief.

"Yes, you can. You won't feel hungry after eating it. It's the size of a thumb and should last about four hours.

But I always feel that it is not as satisfying as eating steamed buns.”

Mr. He said calmly.

Teacher Liu thought about it, then walked over to Mr. He and nudged him, "Can you ask Xuanxuan for some so I can try it?"

Five minutes later, Commander Liu looked at the biscuit in his hand, which was not even as big as his thumb, and curled the corners of his mouth.

That's it?

If the gaps between teeth are a little bigger, I'm afraid they won't be enough to fill them, right?

“Eat.

Xuanxuan heard that you wanted to eat, so she gave you some more according to your appetite."

He's father explained on the side.

What?

Is this still an extra point?

If there is not much to share, how small should the piece be?

He put the biscuit into his mouth, chewed it a few times and swallowed it like a peanut.

Mm, this tastes pretty good.

Father He handed the teacup to Teacher Liu and said, "Drink some water and wait a while, then you will feel full."

Commander Liu took the teacup with a look of disbelief and drank a few big gulps of water.

After waiting for about ten minutes, he suddenly opened his eyes wide and touched his stomach.

"Hey..., it's really filling..."

"What do you think about producing this thing in large quantities and letting the soldiers take it with them on missions?"

Father He shook his head. "This thing is a bit expensive. I saw that girl making it myself. It was time-consuming, labor-intensive and costly...

The first time we did it, I helped her press it, and it almost cost me my life.

Later, she asked me to weld a hand-cranked compressor that looked like an iron box, which saved her the painful compression process later.

"I think……"

boom……

Ta-da-da…

Before Commander Liu could finish his words, explosions and machine gun fire were heard on the mountain.

Ding-a-ling..., ding-a-ling...

The phone rings.

"Hello..., what's going on?" Commander Liu picked up the microphone and asked anxiously.

"The enemy has already gone up the mountain. There are about 200 of them fighting with us now. More enemy troops are coming up from the strait mouth. The number of people behind them cannot be determined for the time being.

But the enemy's number should be at least twice ours.

With our current ammunition reserves, we can only sustain it for two hours at most, and casualties continue to occur."

"I understand the situation! I will send support as soon as possible. Go ask He Yi for the ammunition."

Commander Liu frowned. At first, they didn't expect the Japanese troops to come so quickly. They guessed that it would be only a small number of people coming to stockpile supplies.

Not many people were arranged to come. The two division commanders came in person because there were weapons on the mountain and their superiors attached great importance to this matter.

This really caught them off guard.

After the battle started, the village sounded the alarm and notified the villagers to go home and not go out.

The soldiers who remained at the foot of the mountain immediately blocked all access to the beach.

Father He called the army to arrange for reinforcements. Upon hearing that someone was injured, Commander Liu went to the medical tent.

When he passed by, there was a wounded man covered in blood being brought down by the transport team.

Zuo Zixuan and Ning Rong quickly and methodically lifted the person carefully onto the mobile ambulance bed for emergency treatment.

The three young military doctors stood by and watched in amazement.

They were all in their twenties and had never experienced the cruelty of war. They were terrified by the bloody scene.

Soon, another wounded soldier was brought down.

The three of them didn't come back to their senses for a while.

"Hiss..., are you guys here just to play, gossip and stir up trouble?"

Commander Liu asked angrily.

It's not like he hadn't heard these military doctors criticizing Zuo Zixuan behind her back these past few days. He's father knew it too, but he didn't care. He was too lazy to bother with these bugs for the time being.

Wait until things are over and then educate them slowly.

The three men came back to their senses instantly after being yelled at by Commander Liu, and quickly shook their heads.

"No, why don't you save people quickly? What are you still standing here for?"

The three were so frightened that tears were about to fall from their eyes. They quickly pushed the mobile ambulance bed to move the injured out for treatment.

Zuo Zixuan and her team had just treated one wounded soldier when two more were sent down immediately.

She and Ning Rong each treated a wounded soldier, took out the bullets, applied medicine and bandages, pushed the person to the next tent, and waited for the troops to come by Dongfeng vehicle to take the person to the hospital for follow-up treatment.

Zuo Zixuan was also very considerate and wrote down the patient's condition and recommended medicine for later treatment on a piece of paper, and found a wooden frame to clip it to the injured person's clothes.

When they came back, the three were still treating the first injured person.

Zuo Zixuan watched them struggling to remove the bullets, and silently lit a candle for the wounded man who had fainted.

Less than ten minutes into the rest, more wounded people were sent down.

When there was only one injured person, Zuo Zixuan was the main surgeon and Ning Rong served as her assistant.

When there are two wounded, they are treated separately.

Ning Rong looked at Zuo Zixuan's skillful cutting, suturing and bandaging techniques. It would take more than ten years of practice to do this.

Just look at the three people next to them, they are sweating profusely, and their hands holding the scalpels are about to shake.

In contrast, Zuo Zixuan looked calm and cut the meat with the knife quickly and efficiently, just like cutting pork.

Not only Ning Rong was observing Zuo Zixuan, but Teacher Liu and Mr. He were also secretly observing her.

He's father was extremely excited. He Fan could finally be saved. Even if medicines could not cure him, he could rest assured and let Zuo Zixuan perform surgery on He Fan.

Commander Liu was puzzled. Looking at Zuo Zixuan's skillful technique, he was afraid that what He's father said was not just an excuse. This girl was indeed a capable person.

But what is that black thing she is using?

"Xuanxuan, what's that black thing of yours?"

"This is my homemade enhanced hemostatic medicine." Zuo Zixuan said, shaking a large brown medicine bottle.

At this time, the female military doctor who had just finished treating the second patient said indignantly:

"What kind of homemade junk is this? Don't kill him, or you'll have to make Commander He's family take the blame for you."

"My family is willing to take the blame for her. What does it have to do with you? You can't cure diseases, but you are very good at attacking others with your mouth."

Mr. He said something to the female military doctor with an unhappy look on his face.

He hasn't said anything bad about his family members, so why do outsiders have the right to talk about them?

"Zhou Qing, just follow the car that's transporting the injured back to the hospital. I'll call your dean and ask him to send two more people over."

Commander Liu gave the order in a cold voice.

"Commander, I am doing this for the good of the soldiers. I can't let them lose their lives with something unclear, right?"

Zhou Qing argued with a pale face.

If I were sent back to the military hospital on the island, I would probably not even have the chance to become a regular employee.

"Do you need to question the person I'm guaranteeing? Go back." Commander Liu said in a tough tone.

"Commander, I..." Zhou Qing was about to explain anxiously.

"Commander, something bad has happened. The patient that Doctor Zhou and the others just treated has been bleeding profusely and is now rolling on the ground in pain..." The young soldier who was taking care of the wounded in the next ward ran in and shouted.

"Hurry up and push the person over here so Xuanxuan can see what's going on..." Commander Liu shouted to the young soldier anxiously.

A few minutes later, a soldier with a stomach injury was pushed in.

Without Commander Liu's instruction, Zuo Zixuan and Ning Rong got to work right away and worked together to neatly remove the gauze wrapped around the injured soldier's stomach.

After unravelling the black thread that was sewn like a centipede, Zuo Zixuan found the cause of the bleeding in less than a minute.

A piece of shrapnel was not cleaned up and scratched the capillaries inside, causing bleeding.

After removing the shrapnel, she still sprinkled her special hemostatic medicine on it.

After being bandaged, the wounded soldier calmed down.

"Feeling better?" Commander Liu asked the injured soldier lying on the hospital bed with concern.

The injured soldier nodded, "It doesn't hurt that much anymore..."

"Xuanxuan, your medicine..."

"To stop bleeding and relieve pain, please look for Zuo's secret medicine..." Before Commander Liu could ask, Zuo Zixuan playfully advertised while holding the medicine jar.

Master Liu shook his head in amusement, "You girl...

Okay...when the time comes, give your dad a list of how much you spent, and the army will reimburse you."

Zuo Zixuan didn't expect that it could be reimbursed, so she quickly gave a thumbs up to Master Liu, "Uncle Liu is so generous..."

Seeing her money-obsessed look, He's father shook his head in amusement.

This girl must have fallen into the trap of money. Does the He family need that little bit of money?

"Commander, someone called and asked if my sister-in-law still had the hemostatic medicine. Please send some up.

They said the medicine was effective in stopping bleeding, and many wounded soldiers used it, and the bleeding stopped immediately, and it also relieved the pain." The communications soldier ran in to report.

"Yes, yes, yes..." Zuo Zixuan ran to the corner and rummaged through her bag, took out a large brown bottle and put it on the delivery basket.

There was also a large white transparent bottle containing black pills.

She wrote small notes and posted them on the shelves.

One bottle is hemostatic powder, and the other bottle is anti-inflammatory and analgesic pills.

Several rolls of tape and bandages were also put in there.

The little soldier shook the handle to send up the delivery basket containing the medicine.

Zhou Qing quietly left the medical tent with a red face and thick neck. She felt like a joke and was too ashamed to stay in there any longer and humiliate herself.

While waiting for the Dongfeng truck carrying the wounded to return, she got on the truck and followed it back to the hospital.

Commander Liu angrily called the military hospital on the island.

"President Wu, my life is at stake. Can you send a few half-baked people over here to practice?

After this is over, don't blame me for reporting you to the higher-ups for treating the lives of soldiers as a joke."

"Master Liu, I am innocent.

You know about this hospital on our island.

The most serious disease is usually appendicitis, which is a minor operation. Major operations are usually sent to the Zedu General Military Region Hospital for treatment.

The level of surgeons on this island is limited to applying medicine and stitching wounds.

The better surgeons were all assigned to the main hospital, and the rest were sent to places like ours."