Pinduoduo connects the past and present; the wildest young commander and his entire army help me bar

With his rough, large hands, Zhang, the adjutant, picked up a box of medicine. After seeing the words "penicillin" on it, he began to tremble slightly, as if he were being shaken.

But as soon as he stood up, countless medicine boxes fell out of his pockets with a "plop" sound!

His eyes widened in shock!

As the adjutant, he knew better than anyone what "penicillin" meant in chaotic times, watching the swarms of pill boxes constantly falling out of his pockets.

He suppressed his elation and pried open one of the medicine boxes! It was full of medicine! There were fifty vials!

He dared not move again. He reached into his pocket and pulled out the "camera" that the foreign journalist had given to the young marshal. Penicillin pill boxes were constantly popping up on the black screen.

Lieutenant Zhang rubbed his eyes, unable to believe it!

miracle!

It must be that Heaven couldn't bear to see millions of Chinese people suffer, so it showed its power!

Tears streamed down Zhang's face!

He quickly tucked the medicine boxes into a corner and neatly stacked them!

In chaotic times, a box of penicillin is worth a fortune!

Even a fortune wouldn't be enough to find one!

But now he suddenly has so many!

With red eyes, Zhang, the adjutant, neatly arranged the medicine boxes and covered them tightly with the military tent cloth next to him. Suddenly, he remembered the situation of the young marshal's "transaction" last time and tried to pile all the gold that Xing Xingwen had given him on top of them!

With a "whoosh," the golden light vanished into thin air!

The camera is completely empty!

Suppressing his elation, Zhang immediately tucked his camera away and tucked Qin Lizhi in before running towards Xing Xingwen's location!

"Dr. Xing! We have penicillin! Quickly, give it to the young marshal!"

It's quiet at night.

After seeing the patient, Xing Xingwen went to a quiet corner and almost indulged in smoking a cigarette.

The rising smoke blurred his face, also obscuring the increasingly clear pain and suffering.

Hearing Zhang's words, he laughed at himself.

"Where did you get the penicillin? Lieutenant Zhang, wake up! I've already given the last dose of penicillin to the young soldier! And he just died in an enemy air raid!"

Thinking of this despairing world, Xing Xingwen felt a cloud of gloom settle over his heart. He flicked his cigarette to the ground and stomped on it. His clear eyes were filled with a broken and painful light.

Seeing that he didn't believe him, and fearing that it would delay Qin Lizhi's treatment, Zhang, the adjutant, quickly handed him the medicine box he had been carrying in his bosom.

The moment the paper object came into view, Xing Xingwen was startled, his muscles tensed instantly, and he took the cardboard box and tore it open with force!

Bang bang bang!

Countless glass bottles suddenly slid down, splashing into the loose soil with a crisp sound!

Xing Xingwen's eyes, filled with dejection and pain, froze in that instant!

penicillin!

He grabbed one instantly, his knuckles bulging with veins!

"Where did this come from!"

"Lieutenant Chen, where did you get the penicillin?!"

Lieutenant Zhang took a deep breath, said nothing, hastily picked up the penicillin from the ground, stuffed it into his pocket, and dragged him toward Qin Lizhi's hospital bed!

"Give the young marshal his medicine first!"

"I'll explain the rest later!"

Xing Xingwen naturally knew the importance of time. Qin Lizhi was seriously infected. If he was given penicillin a second earlier, he would live; if he was a second later, he would die!

Every second counts! Snatching someone from the clutches of death!

He stopped wasting words!

Reaching the bedside, he took the sterilized syringe and ammunition vial from the nurse. Suddenly, the glass shattered! The needle entered the vial, drawing up the medication! He loosened Qin Lizhi's slender, brown belt, slightly pulling down his trousers, and with a "plop," the needle pierced his flesh!

The liquid in the syringe is gradually disappearing!

Lieutenant Zhang stared intently at the scene!

As soon as the needle was removed from Qin Lizhi's skin, Zhang's eyes welled up with tears and turned red! His clenched fists relaxed, and his tense nerves finally loosened!

"Great! The young marshal is saved! The Jin San Brigade is saved! The ten million people behind Jincheng are saved!"

"Dr. Xing! The young marshal will pull through, won't he!"

Xing Xingwen looked down at the medical kit, where the remaining forty-nine penicillin vials were neatly arranged!

His gloomy heart suddenly brightened! A sudden warmth washed over him!

"Yes!"

"With these forty-nine doses of penicillin, the young marshal will be fine!"

Suppressing his overwhelming joy, Lieutenant Zhang unconsciously gripped the camera in his pocket, his eyes brimming with tears, and asked again, "So, are all our brothers who have contracted bacterial infections and have high fevers saved?"

Before today, he was most afraid of hearing news about field hospitals.

One piece of bad news after another arrived, and even a seasoned veteran like him couldn't help but feel his eyes redden.

But now! I don't have to endure any of this anymore!

Everything will be alright.

With divine protection, the Chinese people will not perish!

Xing Xingwen's eyes dimmed, and when he lifted his eyelids, dense red veins cracked inside his eyeballs!

"I have no idea!"

"If we want the young marshal to live, we'll have to sacrifice a few brothers!"

"I believe Lieutenant Zhang can distinguish between what is more important!"

Before this, Lieutenant Zhang would have chosen Qin Lizhi without hesitation, but things are different now! He has countless doses of penicillin, ensuring that the brothers in the field hospital will not die!

Even the brothers who were seriously injured outside and had voluntarily given up treatment can be saved!

"No!"

"Dr. Xing, the young marshal cannot die! The brothers cannot die either! Not a single one can be missing! I want all the brothers to come in lying down and leave upright!"

Xing Xingwen's chest heaved violently! He glared at Zhang, his expression one of near-disarray, in a fit of rage!

As a doctor, his greatest wish is to see patients recover from critical conditions one by one. Snatching people from the clutches of death is his job that he enjoys immensely!

Can……

He also knew that once a choice had to be made, he had to be hard-hearted and ruthless!

Only by prioritizing the overall situation can this country, mired in war, be saved!

"Lieutenant Zhang, I thought you and the Young Marshal had a very good relationship. The Young Marshal saved your life countless times on the battlefield! He is your true savior. Is this how you repay your savior?"

"You keep talking about putting the big picture first, but is this how you put the big picture first?"

"Any patient in this field hospital can die, but Qin Lizhi has no right to die!"

"He shouldered such an important responsibility and hasn't finished it yet. If he dies, who will lead the Jinsan Brigade to break through the encirclement!"

Hearing his own lines being delivered so passionately by Xing Xingwen, Zhang, the adjutant, felt no anger despite being thoroughly scolded. Instead, a sense of exhilaration and pleasure welled up within him.

He could barely contain the excitement and joy that burst from his eyes.

"What if I told you I had a way to keep the young marshal alive, and to keep all the brothers alive too!"

Xing Xingwen sneered: "Fine, then conjure up penicillin for me. You'll need countless amounts of penicillin to help the wounded survive each infection—"

The angry voices abruptly stopped in the air.

As Zhang, the adjutant, swiftly pulled back the tent flap, a wall of neatly stacked penicillin boxes came into view!