Tangshan. Field Hospital.

The Tangshan Battle has long ended, and the minor wounded people who were injured in the battle have returned to the army. Even most doctors and nurses have already traveled to Dandong to treat the wounded people on the Korean battlefield. Only hundreds of seriously injured people who were disabled due to injuries in the hospital are still recovering.

Because I made preparations for field medical treatment in advance, although the staff were insufficient, the medical workers at Tangshan Field Hospital still saved the lives of a large number of soldiers. If not, it would be great that half of the hundreds of people in the hospital could survive.

But it seems that these seriously injured were not happy because they survived. On the contrary, with the discharge of batches of wounded soldiers, the remaining disabled soldiers were getting worse day by day.

Zhang Ziqiang was walking in the hospital with crutches. The blue sky was dotted with a few white clouds. It was the clear and refreshing season of autumn. The breeze was blowing, and the autumn sun shone warmly on his body. The beautiful weather made people feel happy.

But there was no sign of pleasure on Zhang Ziqiang's face. On the contrary, he frowned, as if he was full of thoughts. Even the angel in the hearts of all the soldiers standing beside him - Chief Nurse Azhen - could not make him happy.

"The wound has recovered well, and the stitches will be removed in a short while." Nurse Azhen comforted him. She had to check the wounds for these seriously injured people who had not yet fully recovered every day. Seeing these lives that would have been harvested by the god of death recovered day by day, her heart felt extremely fulfilled.

Zhang Ziqiang was seriously injured in the battle. A shell exploded around him, and the fragment caused many injuries on his body. The most serious one was his right leg, which was almost broken and had to be cut off during rescue. At the same time, three fingers on his right hand were cut off. In addition, in addition to the wounds all over his body, his right ear also lost hearing.

Zhang Ziqiang shook his head and didn't say anything. In fact, he was not worried about the recovery of the wound.

"I would rather it never recover! I would rather die!"

Zhang Ziqiang was silent for a while, and suddenly said something happened.

"Why do you think so?"

Nurse Azhen opened her eyes wide in surprise. After experiencing so much life and death struggle, she sighed extremely at the beauty of life. However, the man in front of her, who was extremely brave and strong on the battlefield, wanted to give up this hard-won life! Why?

Zhang Ziqiang lowered his head. He didn't want to talk to anyone about the words hidden in his heart, because he was still a soldier, but in front of Nurses Azhen, he couldn't help but express his feelings.

Nurse Azhen is the hospital - no, the most beautiful girl in the world. She is the goddess in the hearts of all soldiers. In order to protect her, every soldier is willing to die generously. Even at the end of the battle, the soldiers are proud to be injured. Because once they are injured - of course, they must be seriously injured - they can enter the battlefield hospital and have the opportunity to see the goddess in their hearts with their own eyes and even talk to her.

Dashanyan would never imagine that such a seemingly funny reason was one of the weights to speed up his demise. When he sighed at the bravery of the Qing soldiers in the final battle, he actually didn't know that they had a dream in their hearts.

When Nurse Azhen looked at Zhang Ziqiang with her big talking eyes, he knew that his psychological defense was completely lost.

“I’m not the only child in my family.”

Once the conversation is opened, just say it’s good.

Zhang Ziqiang is 21 years old this year. His real name is naturally not "Ziqiang". It is true that his surname is Zhang, but his original name is actually Zhang Sanwazi.

The reason for this name is that he is at home. He has two sisters above him, and two younger brothers and sisters below him.

Naturally, the two sisters had already married. In order to deal with their two sisters' dowry, the Zhang family, which was not wealthy, became even more financially struggling. However, the strong father still let Zhang Ziqiang go to a private school when he was ten years old.

Being able to study in the countryside is a big event and an extraordinary thing. For this reason, the father and mother naturally have much more to pay than others. Zhang Ziqiang saw all of this. He was a sensible child, and the only thing that could repay his parents was to study hard. However, the good times did not last long. Because of overwork, his father fell seriously ill. In order to treat his father's illness, the family not only sold his only land, but also owed a lot of foreign debts. Naturally, he could not read the books.

However, his father failed to survive. When he was fifteen, his father died of illness, leaving his mother, a five-year-old sister and two-year-old brother.

Zhang Ziqiang became a strong laborer in the family. He not only helped his family work, but also helped his mother take care of his younger brother and sister. Fortunately, with the help of two sisters from time to time, the family finally did not collapse.

In this way, three years have passed. Zhang Ziqiang has grown into a young man. At this time, the recruits from the Guards came to their county.

The benefits of joining the Guards have been going crazy in my hometown in the past two years. I won’t talk about daily life, and there is still a real salary of four taels of silver every month, which is enough for a family of five to live. If you can get into a military school, then congratulations, you are a juren. Not only do you have to pay taxes, but you can also bring a relative to school. This is an amazing thing in the countryside. It will not only make your family rich for three generations, but it is enough to make the family live a life that others envy.

However, the Guards also have high requirements. They are not all erroneous people. First, they must be over 18 years old, and secondly, they must be healthy and have a skill.

Fortunately, Zhang Ziqiang has an advantage, and he recognizes words.

In rural areas with an illiteracy rate of more than 95%, being able to read is the most amazing skill. And years of hard work also gave him a strong body. Those with knowledge are not as good as him, and those with strength are not as good as him. Therefore, during this year's recruitment, Zhang Ziqiang was lucky to be selected. When the officer responsible for recruitment was relisted, the light of hope was shining in his eyes, and he said word by word: "My name is 'Zhang Ziqiang', independent self, strong strong"!

Nurse Azhen held Zhang Ziqiang and sat down on a bench in the garden, listening quietly to the big boy's story. She knew that every soldier's growth was not smooth, but the soldier in front of her might have carried more in her heart.

"After joining the army, I practice military skills and learn cultural knowledge. I hope to be able to enter the military academy one day. But now..." Zhang Ziqiang stroked his right hand, which had only one-third of his left, with three fingers, and said dejectedly: "Nothing is gone."

This year is the third year that Zhang Ziqiang joined the Guards. According to the rules of the Guards, soldiers can only be promoted to non-commissioned officers or take the military academy exam if they serve in the army for three years and have averaged and above the annual assessment results. This year, he originally wanted to take the exam.

The head nurse didn't know how to comfort this young soldier. A healthy person may never be able to hurt the bitterness of the soldier's heart. She squatted in front of the soldier, holding the broken leg, and said softly: "Please believe that the court will not forget you. The pension issued by the court is thick enough, and I promise that it will be fully collected in your hands. You can go home to do a small business, and you can still have food and clothing. Even a fighting hero like you will be responsible for taking care of your second half of your life."

Zhang Ziqiang's face suddenly turned red and even his body trembled. The young head nurse suddenly realized that there was a healthy man opposite him, and he...

Her face turned red involuntarily, and she quickly stood up, "I'm sorry, I..."

Suddenly, she saw the light bursting out from the soldiers' eyes. The light was so strong, but it was absolutely without any lust. On the contrary, the light seemed a little angry!

The head nurse realized that she might have made a mistake.

"Do you think I'm worried about my life? Do you think I'm worried about not getting the pension?" As if I was touched by a terrible wound, the young soldier suddenly became excited and his tone became loud.

The other disabled soldiers who were originally concerned about the goddess in their hearts immediately discovered something wrong here and quickly surrounded them.

"sorry."

The head nurse seemed a little helpless. Even when facing the dripping blood and broken limbs, the beautiful and strong girl did not blink, but now she did not dare to look directly into the seriously disabled soldier in front of her and lowered her head.

"Hahaha..." Zhang Ziqiang laughed, his laughter a little desolate. "Yes, my family is not good." He pointed to the group of people who had just surrounded him: "Most of their family backgrounds are not good, and some are even worse than me. Not bad. At first, we were just trying to have a full meal, to get money every month, to support our family, and even to be able to shine the family one day, and to join the Guards. However, after joining the army, I changed.

Everyone is changing. The life of the army is very hard and boring. But it tells us what a country is, what a nation is, what honor is, and what responsibility is. We come to join the army for money, but we don’t go to the battlefield for money, nor do we sacrifice our bodies and lives for money. The pension given by the court is 300 taels of silver, which is enough for a small business. Many people may not save enough money in their lifetime. But can 300 taels of silver be bought back my legs?"

Looking at the soldier standing with one leg in front of her, Azhen understood where she was wrong. For some reason, she felt her nose sour and wanted to cry.

Zhang Ziqiang pointed to the soldiers around him with his right hand. Some of them lost their arms, some of them were on crutches, and some even lost both legs and were pushed by others in a wheelchair.

"You ask them, is there someone who charges for silver rewards and sacrifices his life? Are there someone who is depressed to pay for money? The reason why we are frowning is because we know that we cannot go back to the army. We will always lose those comrades and military camps who have been with us day and night, and will no longer be able to take up weapons and take on the responsibility of men. We will always lose that honor!"

After saying this, Zhang Ziqiang gritted his teeth. "We don't want the court to raise it. We are soldiers, not pigs!"
Chapter completed!