Rebirth 78, the beginning of the marriage was broken off by the female educated youth

"Xiao Li, drink some water! Don't be anxious!"

Qin Jingchuan handed over an army green water bottle and told Li Xiangnan to hide under the shade of a tree, while he himself stood openly in the sun like the other soldiers.

The Yanshan Mountains in July are like a silent giant beast crawling between heaven and earth.

The midday sun poured unhindered onto the military playground, scorching the compacted yellow soil and sending up twisted waves of heat.

There was no sound of wind, no chirping of insects. On the huge playground, only soldiers from three regiments were lined up in neat square formations in companies, standing silently.

They had just finished high-intensity training in the morning, and their sweat-soaked uniforms had not yet dried when they received the order for an emergency assembly.

There were no battle reports, no drill instructions, only the division commander's unique hoarse voice, honed by gun smoke and wind, standing on a simple podium and solemnly announcing into the metal loudspeaker:

"Comrades! There's a woman in the hospital, a military dependent pregnant with a baby, in the delivery room of Nianwei Hospital, dying! Her husband was injured in a bombing during the battle, leaving only one intact arm! And she herself is deaf and mute, unable to hear the world's concern for her!

Now, this female soldier needs a special kind of blood to survive. This kind of blood is one in a million! It's called RH - Insidious Panda Blood! The hospital blood bank is out of it, and it's hard to find on the market in Yanjing! After a whole day of searching, there's still no supply! Now, we need you! We need to reach out and see if there's anyone in our team who can save her life!

The words were brief, but like a stone thrown into a calm lake, they created ripples in the hearts of every soldier.

There was no noise, no discussion, and a silent heaviness and urgency quickly replaced the initial doubts.

Almost instantly, a heavy weight fell on everyone's heart - a mother and her child were struggling on the line between life and death, and they might be the only hope.

At this moment, at the edge of the playground, tents and tables brought by the military clinic and Nianwei Hospital were pieced together to form a temporary blood collection point.

Qin Jingchuan clenched his fist, showed his arm which had been injected by the military doctor long ago, and apologized: "Brother-in-law, I'm sorry, my second brother can't help you this time!"

Li Xiangnan shook his head. "Brother, blood type is something that can't be acquired through hard work! Don't say that! I'm very satisfied to have achieved this today!"

As he spoke, he looked around anxiously.

Doctors and nurses in white coats are nervously preparing equipment. Alcohol cotton, blood collection needles, and glass test tubes are reflecting a faint light in the sunlight.

Li Xiangnan stood aside. His lips were chapped and his eye sockets were slightly sunken, but he stood straight, his eyes fixed on the silent green square, and he squeezed the army green water bottle from which he drank sip after sip, making it creak.

After all preparations were complete, Division Commander Xu gave the order: "Test your blood in company units! Maintain silence!"

No hesitation, no retreat.

The soldiers in the first phalanx marched in neat steps and trotted towards the blood collection point.

The footsteps stepped on the hot ground, making a dull and regular "swish" sound. This was the only regular sound on the playground at this moment.

"Name? Unit?" Wang Defa looked up and asked, his voice a little dry due to nervousness.

"Report! Company 3, Qian Sande!"

The young soldier had a loud voice and his dark face was still flushed from training. He rolled up his sleeves without hesitation, revealing his strong, tanned arms, with blue veins clearly visible under his skin.

There was no fear of the needle in his eyes, only a pure eagerness to match it immediately.

The nurse skillfully disinfected, inserted the needle, and drew blood.

The bright red blood flowed into the tiny glass test tube.

Qian Sande watched without blinking, as if he wanted to use his eyes to urge the results to come out quickly.

After drawing blood, he did not leave immediately, but stood quietly aside, waiting anxiously with other comrades who had already drawn blood, their eyes all cast on the tables that were busy conducting rapid blood typing tests.

The second, the third... The soldiers stepped forward silently, stretched out their arms, and then silently stepped aside to wait.

The air seemed to be frozen. The only sounds were the slightest sound of the blood collection needle piercing the skin, the clinking of glass test tubes, the occasional low voices of the doctors talking to each other, and the ubiquitous heavy breathing and heartbeats.

A young soldier with a childish face, who looked no more than seventeen or eighteen years old, subconsciously retracted his arm when it was his turn, but immediately stretched it out again, closed his eyes tightly, and pursed his lips until they turned pale.

The old squad leader next to him patted his shoulder and whispered, "Don't be afraid, think about the big sister in the delivery room."

The little soldier suddenly opened his eyes and nodded vigorously. When he looked at the blood collection needle again, there was a bit more courage in his eyes.

A tall company commander with a noticeable scar on his arm didn't frown as his blood was being drawn. He simply asked the doctor in a low voice, "Doctor, is it enough? If not, give me some more! I'm in good health!"

The doctor shook his head, indicating that enough was enough.

As he stepped back, his fists clenched unconsciously and his eyes kept glancing at the examination table.

Time passed minute by minute, the sun became more and more scorching, and sweat continued to roll down the soldiers' foreheads and temples, soaking their collars and leaving dark spots on the yellow earth under their feet.

No one wiped it, no one complained, no one even moved a little to ease the pain.

They are like green pines, rooted in this hot playground, and all their will and expectations are focused on that row of small test tubes.

Li Xiangnan's heart was always in a state of high tension.

Commander Xu did not leave. He sat on a chair in the sun, watching quietly, waiting quietly, accompanying the soldiers in waiting for the final result.

The process of waiting for the results is a silent torture.

Every time a batch of test tubes was taken for testing, the soldiers waiting around would unconsciously hold their breath and follow the doctor's movements closely.

Whenever the doctor shook his head, indicating that no matching RH negative blood was found in this batch, an almost imperceptible but extremely heavy sigh of loss would spread among the crowd.

The faces of those excluded soldiers were instantly filled with disappointment and regret, as if they had failed to complete a crucial combat mission.

Li Xiangnan's heart was lifted up and sank down again and again.

He looked at these young, unfamiliar faces, saw their sweat dripping under the scorching sun, saw the unpretentious anxiety and expectation in their eyes, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something.

This is not an order, nor a task. It is a heartfelt and simple bond between the military and the people - you are the people's soldiers, and the people's needs are the greatest command.

Finally, when another batch of test tubes were being tested, an elderly military doctor suddenly stopped. He picked up one of the test tubes, looked at it carefully in the sunlight, and quickly dripped the reagent into it to observe the reaction.

His expression became extremely focused, and all the doctors and nurses gathered around him.

The atmosphere in the entire playground instantly became extremely tense!

All the soldiers' eyes were focused on the military doctor's hand like searchlights.

Even the wind seemed to have stopped.

The old military doctor slowly raised his head, his eyes swept across the silent soldiers, and finally fell on the faces of Li Xiangnan and the army chief. He nodded vigorously and held high the test tube that symbolized hope!

"Wang Shuijing, the company commander of the 5th Company of the 7th Battalion, has RH-negative panda blood!"

No cheering, no noise.

But at that moment, all the soldiers' tense bodies seemed to relax at the same time, and countless young faces broke into relieved and sincere smiles, brighter than the July sunshine.

The young soldier Wang Shuijing whose blood was drawn was stunned at first, then his face turned red with excitement. He suddenly stood at attention and saluted with a standard military salute towards the delivery room, the leaders, and the doctors!

My eyes couldn't help but turn red.

"Damn it, Shuijing, you can do it!"

Qin Jingchuan ran over and shook the company commander of his battalion with a look of pride on his face.

"Battalion Commander, draw blood! Draw blood quickly! Draw a thousand of his blood, I can handle it!" Wang Shuijing's face flushed red, as if if he didn't say anything at this moment, it would be a shame for him to have such a precious blood type!

"Bullshit! My brother-in-law said that we can only draw a maximum of 400! Hurry up and get into the blood collection tent!" Qin Jingchuan kicked Wang Shuijing's butt. There was both pride and protection in his tone, which made the surrounding companies grit their teeth.

Maybe luck comes so quickly!

Among the first group of 500 people, three more soldiers with matching blood types were quickly taken out of the queue and prepared to follow the military vehicle to the hospital immediately.

"Defa," Li Xiangnan solemnly instructed the fat man, "Take Brother Shuijing's blood back and deliver it directly to the delivery room and operating room! As for the other three soldiers, have the laboratory staff immediately arrange for blood draws and keep their blood supplies on standby!"

"Don't worry!" Wang Defa didn't dare to delay. He knew that Li Xiangnan was here, and he had to conduct a complete test on the next 6,500 people before he could feel at ease.

But the blood of these four people is now more than enough to rescue Wu Wanchun!

When the convoy started, all the soldiers who stayed behind stood at attention spontaneously and watched the military vehicles drive away from the playground in a cloud of dust.

The sun is still shining brightly, but the heavy anxiety has been dispelled by hope.

Li Xiangnan looked at the direction where the military vehicle was going away, and looked at the soldiers around him who were covered in sweat and had clear eyes, and took a deep breath.

He said nothing, but raised his hand and saluted the silent green forest and these most lovely people with the most solemn and standard military salute he had given since leaving the front line of battle.

The military and the people are like fish and water, connected by blood.

This is no longer a slogan, but an eternal mark flowing in test tubes, rushing in blood, and branded on the soul under the scorching sun.