"...You...Xin...,"

Perhaps because of the large amount of morphine dripped into the bed, the consciousness of the wounded soldier on the bed had long been blurred. He could not tell where he was or where his heart was. At this time, there was only one thought left in his mind:

This may be his last thought.

"Well, it's me, Weilun!"

In response to his call, Lu Qiyu came to his side, and then held the hand that seemed to be intact, but even that hand also lost a finger. Weilun was his name, and in his

His name was "Song Weilun" written on the casualty card.

"Isn't it...Xin...xiao..."

Song Weilun, who looked like a mummy, murmured.

"I...said, I...will..."

Perhaps his voice was very hoarse, and it was so intermittent that it was completely unclear what he was saying, but Lu Qiyu could vaguely tell that the meaning behind his words was guilt for his wife.

Perhaps she didn't know what she should say, so Lu Qiyu just held his hand, and occasionally understood the meaning of his words. She would gently comfort him as if she were a relative of her own.

"...I...I...Song..."

The words were still intermittent, but Lu Qiyu still understood what he meant. He wanted to hear his wife sing. What to sing? After thinking for a moment, Lu Qiyu cleared her throat and started singing.

"..."

The gentle tune echoed in the ward. In fact, it was not a Chinese song. It was a song that her aunt had taught her. At this time, she was just humming the tune while holding Song Weilun's hand. She slowly

I felt that the other person's fingers slowly lost heat and became a little stiff...

But she still held that hand. Humming the tune there, she heard that the slight breathing sound had disappeared. All this only made her feel sad, and her tears kept falling down and dripping on the floor.

.

Head nurse Lin entered the curtain and checked the wounded on the bed, then gently patted Lu Qiyu's shoulder.

"Okay, Miss Lu, he has left calmly and with dignity!"

Calm and dignified!

For a soldier, perhaps this is the best ending. They died in an unprecedented battle. They died for the country. They died for the country and the future of the nation.

But... when watching the head nurse covering him with a white sheet, Lu Qiyu was thinking of the woman named Xin and the young second lieutenant.

At this time, she looked towards the head nurse. Why did she come here? She had heard stories about her. She had imagined that one day her boyfriend was injured and she would bandage him personally.

The scene of two people meeting on the battlefield. However, when something unexpected happened, her boyfriend lost his life in the battle with the German army during the first battle of the expeditionary force. She always felt that she could not leave him.

No matter what she wants, even if it means cutting off her beautiful long hair for him, or dedicating her body to him. As long as it is what he wants, she is willing to give it to him.

However, in the end, she left nothing for him, but what he left for her was eternal longing and pain!

When Lieutenant Song's body was being carried out, Lu Qiyu glanced at Dian, as if she understood the pain suppressed under that face that seemed to be emotionless forever, and understood why she always had such an expression.

"Thank you!"

When Lu Qiyu was about to leave, she looked at her and whispered, and Lu Qiyu nodded slightly, and then left the ward. When she left the ward, another seriously injured person was carried in. Every day, every moment

always so,

When Lu Qiyu walked out of the ward, she saw the wounded soldier looking at her, with gratitude on his sincere face. The wounded soldiers around him all looked at her with reverence, as if because of the previous

her actions.

"Miss Lu, thank you..."

Thanks……

Looking at these wounded soldiers, tears flowed from Lu Qiyu's eyes uncontrollably. They thanked her for her actions, but did they know that the whole of China needs to thank them?

Looking at those sincere faces, Lu Qiyu knew that everyone in that country far to the east should be grateful to them!

The female nurse's crying made the dozen injured soldiers feel at a loss for a moment, especially the soldier with only one leg left. He knew what his previous request meant to such a girl, and his face

Their gratitude turned into guilt. At this moment, they saw this beautiful female nurse bowing deeply to them.

"Thank you!"

Looking at these wounded soldiers, Lu Qiyu, with tears on her face, bowed deeply. Rather than thanking them, she should thank these people more. Every Chinese needs to thank them...

“One generation must have its own achievements, each generation must have its own contributions, and each generation must have its own sacrifices...”

Finally, when leaving the wounded soldiers, Lu Qiyu, with tears on her face, looked up at the sky and what came to her mind was that young face. The words revealed in his deep voice had always been...

It is unquestionable, always correct, and...

Should you be more grateful to them? If it weren’t for their sacrifice, then...

"Sister Qiyu..."

Seeing Lu Qiyu standing in the yard, seemingly thinking about something, Zixin walked to her side. What she had done before was spread throughout the hospital, and every wounded soldier knew about her. For her,

Apart from being grateful, they were still grateful. Even after hearing about it, some injured amputees no longer lost their temper like they did in the past.

In order to avoid this sad topic, Zi Xin did not ask her that question, but just called her softly, and then stayed with her quietly. Perhaps, in this field hospital, they all

I have witnessed death, but I have never seen a wounded person "leave" with her own hands like she did.

"Zixin, do you know that that second lieutenant is only twenty-one years old!"

She said to herself, even though she was far from twenty years old, but because of this, she felt even more regretful that he died. This should have been the most glorious time in life, but now?

"I know that this war is related to the dignity and honor of the country, but..." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly votes. Your support is my biggest motivation.
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