Chapter 193: The God Hand

The tent suddenly calmed down, and everyone's eyes were aimed at Xiaojun who was talking, and different expressions flashed in his eyes.

The injured battalion commander had deep doubts in his eyes. Who is this young man? Is he a doctor?

The female soldiers showed surprise eyes. What happened to Xiaojun today? Crazy?

Song Jingwen saw Xiaojun's serious appearance for the first time. She watched him walk to the bed step by step, and still kept her former tone in her mouth and said to him: "Xiaojun, don't mess around, do you know how to rescue him?"

"Yes, Xiaojun, this is not a joke. If you can make it happen, you will have problems?" The female soldiers also reacted and quickly spoke to dissuade Xiaojun.

Xiaojun ignored the words of the people next to him and walked straight to the injured battalion commander, looked down at the wound on his shoulder, and shot his eyes with a forceful look and said to the injured battalion commander: "Do you know the danger of taking risks to remove bullets in this place where medical facilities are not complete?"

"It doesn't matter, I just need to go to the battlefield, even if I only have one arm." The injured battalion commander met Xiaojun's gaze. From his eyes, the battalion commander read out the temperament that a real soldier should have. Although the other party was very young, the injured battalion commander did not look down on him at all.

"Believe me? I won't let you have only one arm." Xiaojun asked seriously. For such injuries, when he was in the Red Arrow, he would deal with such things on his own during the mission, and he would not have time or space to wait for the doctor's rescue.

The injured battalion commander nodded. He did not think that a person with the temperament of a soldier would make a fool of himself.

"No, we can't joke about your body. This is no longer the scope of emergency rescue. It takes surgery to safely remove bullets. The alms here cannot be done like this. And you, Zuo Haojun, this is not your place to mess around, hurry up and go out." Song Jingwen first continued to persuade the injured battalion commander, then turned around and pointed at the door and said to Xiaojun.

Xiaojun suddenly turned around and stared at Song Jingwen. The intimidating spirit in her eyes that was different from the past made her stunned. She raised her finger and forgot to refute.

"I believe him, let him do it!" The tent door opened, and Liu Gang walked in slowly. The incident in the hospital in the camp just reached his ears. Naturally, he, the leader of the guard regiment, should deal with it. As soon as he reached the door, he heard the sound of disputes in the tent and immediately opened his mouth to walk in.

"Captain Liu, this?" Song Jingwen insisted on her own idea.

"Believe him." Liu Gang waved his hand to stop Song Jingwen, signaling Xiaojun to start.

"Hold on, it's soon." Xiaojun rolled up a towel and put it in the injured battalion commander's mouth. He used a scalpel to slide the wound on the shot. He could only see the end of the bullet clamped in the flesh.

Xiaojun picked up a pair of medical tweezers, took a deep breath, and pointed it at the end of the vaguely visible bullet at the wound.

Song Jingwen covered her mouth, but she didn't expect that Xiaojun would use such a simple method. This tests the strong psychological quality and stable state of the attacker. He also takes action very quickly. If he is a little hesitant or deviate, not only will the injured battalion commander bear the huge pain of bullets moving through the cracks of bones, but the arm will also be exhausted.

Everything needs emergency rescue experience. Although Song Jingwen doesn't believe that Xiaojun has had such an experience, seeing his very professional posture and movements, at this moment, she can only choose to believe that he can do it.

At this time, the tent was silent. Everyone held their breath and waited for Xiaojun's last moment. The injured battalion commander gave Xiaojun an encouraging look. Xiaojun smiled and signaled him to close his eyes.

Xiaojun held the tweezers, his whole body was tense and his nerves were highly concentrated. He had encountered such a situation before, but it was all on Red Arrow's teammates or himself. I wonder if the battalion commander could tolerate the pain that moment.

"Swish!"

Xiaojun's hand suddenly reached the wound, and tweezers instantly clamped out the bullet between the bones. The hand did not tremble at all, and there was no deviation in the removal position, causing no damage to the bones. It was just that the injured battalion commander thundered at that moment, his eyes widened, his teeth biting the towel and exerted force, and his body trembled slightly.

Seeing that the bullet was successfully removed and there was no serious bleeding or damage to the bones, everyone applauded in unison and cheered for Xiaojun's wonderful performance.

Xiaojun ignored the people around him and injected all his energy into hemostatic medicine for the injured, sewed the wound and bandaged it.

"Okay, your arm is saved, but you have been resting in the past two days. If you want to go to the front line to kill the enemy, it is not okay to drag an arm that hinders your movement." Xiaojun put down the instrument in his hand, clapped his hands and said.

"Thank you!" The battalion commander spitted out the towel from his mouth and said thankfully.

"Xiaojun, you are so great!"

"Yes, there is also the stitching technique, I must teach me."

"Xiaojun, why are you so skillful in emergency rescue? You must teach me if you have time."

The female soldiers chattered around Xiaojun, saying one by one.

A woman is five hundred ducks. So many female soldiers really made Xiaojun feel helpless. She looked at Song Jingwen for help, hoping that her leader would speak and help her to relieve herself. But she didn't know that Song Jingwen's mouth slightly raised, her face turned, and walked to the injured battalion commander and helped him lie down.

Finally, Liu Gang stood up and said to the female soldiers with a stern face: "This is the ward. What kind of ritual is it? How can the injured rest? If you are fine, go out. And Zuo Haojun, I heard that you caught a wild boar and came back, what are you going to do?"

Seeing the female soldiers' expressions of unstoppable, Xiaojun pretended to be surprised, slapped his forehead and shouted anxiously: "Oh, forget it, comrades, have extra meals tonight." After that, he ran out of the tent, ignoring the shouts of the female soldiers behind him.

Song Jingwen looked at Xiaojun running away and could no longer tell which image was the real one, the medical expert with a unique temperament just now? Or such a big boy?

"Captain Song, today we are going to borrow the poverty of your medical team. Xiaojun caught a wild boar and said that it was to improve the food for the comrades in the medical team. This time, I know that there is a male soldier in the team, right?" Liu Gang said, pointing to the injured battalion commander who was already sleeping on the bed, and said with a little point.

Song Jingwen handled everything in the ward and seemed to have some guidance in her heart. She came to the door of the kitchen team and saw a group of female soldiers surrounding Xiaojun and the kitchen team, discussing how to deal with the wild boar.

"I really don't know how you caught such a big wild boar alive? Even if you kill a wild boar like this, you can't do it, let alone capture it alive." Lao Xia, the chief of the cooking squad, a veteran who has worked as a cook for many years, asked Xiaojun in his early 40s, with a thin body and a surprised face.

In order to avoid the female soldiers' questioning, Xiaojun took the initiative to help Lao Xia kill pigs and deal with dead pigs. The female soldiers looked at the bloody wild boar and did not dare to move forward, but they still surrounded him, discussing the small army's magical rescue methods and how to make pork with extra meals at night.

Xiaojun lowered his head and hid the look of several female soldiers looking over with a little coquettish and dissatisfied look. He just saw the battalion commander's strong appearance, and then he showed his skills. But he knew that these female soldiers were so curious that they chased them from the hospital to the kitchen squad.

Lao Xia opened the dead pig's skin, and what caught his eye was the wild boar's broken ribs. He rubbed his eyes. He couldn't believe what he saw and broke the wild boar's ribs? Is this still something that a human can do? He raised his head and stared at Xiaojun, his eyes full of confusion.

Alas, it seems that I can't stay here anymore. Xiaojun stood up, washed the blood on his hands, turned around and smiled bitterly and said to the female soldiers: "Sisters, I feel so distressed when I see your increasingly thin faces. I specially caught this wild boar to improve the food for everyone. For my dedication, let me go and let me go back and rest?" After saying that, he bowed to the surroundings and bowed.

"No! You promised us first to teach us the tricks we just now before we could leave." The female soldiers dispersed, blocking Xiaojun's way out, and each of them showed a look of not giving up on their faces.

Seeing Xiaojun's helpless look, Song Jingwen walked forward with a smile in her eyes and said to her female soldiers: "Okay, sisters, let him go back and rest for the sake of the wild boar."

The female soldiers showed a puzzled look. Why did the captain let Xiaojun go so easily this time? You must know that the captain is the one who desires the most intense emergency rescue method.

Xiaojun had just smiled on his face, and Song Jingwen continued to say what she hadn't finished: "But, the only person in our team who had an idle meal now has a place to use it. He will do all the more difficult and urgent rescues in the future."

The female soldiers cheered Song Jingwen's idea in unison, then ignored Xiaojun and ran to Lao Xia, discussing the dishes for the evening meal.

Xiaojun left with a bitter face, feeling deeply troublesome of too many women. Fortunately, the few people in his family were not like the female soldiers in front of him, otherwise how could he bear it?
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