Since Ren Xiaosu came back, the base was still busy, and the main force with constant fire seeds rushed here from all over the place to gather, and then rushed to the northern frontline.

However, in this busy scene, the health center became idle.

No wounded were sent here, no one was crying at the door asking the doctor to save the person, and there was no wailing sound in the hospital. The wounded who had been treated before even started fighting landlords in the hospital, which made the doctors a little uncomfortable...

They looked at the wounded man who called the landlord and even wanted to join in if they didn't want to maintain their image as a doctor.

"Didn't it mean that the barbarians had just been killed on Dashishan? Why didn't there be any wounded?" The director of the health center was a little confused, but he couldn't call the front line to ask. What should he ask then? Ask the other party why he was not injured in the war? That would be too nonsense.

However, everyone knows that this leisure time must be short, and there will be busier days waiting for you in the future, so it is a serious matter to take advantage of this time to adjust your mental state and physical state.

Faced with this situation, Ren Xiaosu is undoubtedly the most uncomfortable. After experiencing the high-speed accumulation of thank-you coins, he suddenly didn’t know where to go to earn thank-you coins!

So Ren Xiaosu started to go to various departments for rounds. When he saw some wounded people who had not been treated with black medicine and had not recovered from the injury, he ran up and asked, "I think your wound is not treated well. Let's take off your injury and then deal with it again?"

The wounded's face changed suddenly: "Thank you, but it really doesn't need to..."

"Thank you coin from Liu Chengyang, +1!"

At this moment, the wounded obviously felt the young doctor's eyes in front of him lit up!

To be honest, Ren Xiaosu really didn't expect to get thank you coins like this. He turned around and looked at the other wounded. You must know that there are many wounded people who have not recovered yet!

So Ren Xiaosu began to visit various departments constantly, and for a while, the sanitation in the sanitation center was in chaos until a doctor came to the door with anger: "I know your medical skills are very good. The wounded will get better after you learn to treat it through Trinity One, but you told all the wounded that they were not able to handle the wound. Is it to humiliate other medical staff?"

Next to him, there were other doctors glaring at each other, watching Ren Xiaosu being angry.

"Ahem, no, no, really no," Ren Xiaosu was a little embarrassed. He quickly explained, but the plan to collect the thank-you coins had to give up for the time being.

Back in their own department, Wang Jing and Ren Xiaosu analyzed: "No need to worry, the war in the north is extremely fierce now, so when all the main forces go north to assemble, the health center will definitely move north to cope with the more tragic wars in the future, and don't worry about being too idle."

Their health center is more than 100 kilometers away from the front line. If the injured retreat from the front line and run more than 100 kilometers to treat, the daylily will probably be cold.

At this moment, the advance base suddenly became louder and the people in the health center were surprised. Although there were traffic everywhere here every day, there was no such loud noise. After all, the fire soldiers were a little taciturn and didn't speak loudly. Where did they come from such noisy voices?

Ren Xiaosu and the others walked out of the health center and took a look. They suddenly saw a long convoy moving outside the base, undergoing inspections by the fire troops one by one, and then released them.

These fleets are the logo of Qinghe Group!

"I remembered that the newspapers said that Qinghe wanted to provide assistance to the fire. On the one hand, it was material assistance, and on the other hand, the Luocheng garrison troops went north to participate in the war," Liang Ce said excitedly: "I have always heard that Qinghe University was open-minded and avant-garde, but I have never had the chance to see it."

Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin looked at each other, you should know that they both stayed in Qinghe University. After the battle in Luocheng, the two became famous, and the Qinghe Group even erected statues of the two on the long street of Wangchunmen.

Now that Qinghe’s students are here, don’t be recognized by each other!

However, what surprised Ren Xiaosu even more was that after getting off the bus, the group of Qinghe University students actually rushed to the health center with medical supplies.

Yang Xiaojin whispered: "Don't worry, they are all seniors, so they shouldn't recognize us."

Before, they went to Qinghe University. Whether it was Ren Xiaosu or Yang Xiaojin, they were both in their freshman year. Yang Xiaojin himself was low-key and did not deal with others. However, when Ren Xiaosu saved Qinghe, he always wore cover armor, so even if the other party knew about them, he might not know what they looked like.

After Yang Xiaojin said this, Ren Xiaosu felt relieved.

The hundreds of students came to the door of the health center excitedly. They looked at Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin and hesitated because the two people in front of them were not even wearing white coats and were too young.

But this has nothing to do with them. The first thing to do is to deliver the supplies to the doctor.

At this time, Ren Xiaosu and Yang Xiaojin went back to the department to drink tea and read newspapers. Because their department was the most important in first aid, their department was also arranged nearest to the gate.

The students entered the health center one after another, and each of them looked excited.

However, the students were stunned when they saw the scene in the health center. According to their imagination, this place should be a purgatory on earth. There should be countless wounded people lying in the corridor because there are no beds, and there should be countless people crying in pain.

The doctors in this health center should be very busy.

But what they saw now was an empty corridor, where doctors were sitting in the office drinking tea and reading newspapers, and strange sounds came from the corridor.

"Call the landlord."

"Grab the landlord."

"I'll grab it."

"Snatch the landlord!"

"Two sons!"

"I can't afford it!"

The students were crowded in the corridor with cardboard boxes in their arms and felt a little at a loss. Someone found Ren Xiaosu, who was reading Hope Media newspapers, and suddenly asked: "Are you a health center staff?"

Ren Xiaosu nodded: "I am, you are aid materials. Thank you very much, but you have to wait for the dean to come over to accept them one by one."

But something unexpected happened to him. A male classmate suddenly asked: "Didn't it mean that the front line is tight? Why are there so few wounded people? The doctors are doing nothing? Isn't this cheating us? We ran over to deliver supplies from afar, not to see you drink tea and read newspapers."

Ren Xiaosu frowned: "I know you are kind-hearted, but what you see in your eyes is not the truth. You should wait until the dean comes over before talking."

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Chapter completed!