Botini has also got off the operating table and is now checking the other side of the aisle at the door: "I'm afraid that's going to be put."

"What's wrong?"

"I have a heavier here." Bottini walked to a wounded soldier, gently untied the bloody blanket wrapped around him, and shouted, "The left shoulder is rotten

It’s right! The left arm is hanging there, and I can even see my chest muscles and ribs!”

Bill Rotter was unbelievable after hearing this and even asked, "Is it still alive?"

"Alive, but the situation is not very good." Botini did a simple heart rate monitoring, "The heartbeats very fast and the breathing is not very good."

"Send it to the operating room quickly." Bill Rotter refused to give up, "Cut off the damaged muscles and stop the bleeding, there should be a chance!"

At this moment, another group of carriages rushed into the hospital gate, and soon the stretcher soldiers carried the wounded soldiers into the hospital. The most interesting thing was the stretcher consisting of five people rushing to the front.

Team": "Come on, let me go, let me go! This is Major General Machei! He was shot!!!"

"Called? Where are you shot?" asked a doctor assistant at the door who was responsible for confirming the trauma part.

"Left calf!" said the soldier carrying the stretcher, "He needs surgical treatment now! Hurry!"

Since the battle began, there has never been a single gunshot wound here. The assistant knew that the rank of the wounded soldier in front of him was not low, but he still asked according to the hospital grading system, "What else?"

"What else?"

"Where else was shot?"

He held a note in his hand and wanted to write it after drawing the position diagram of the left leg shot. Unexpectedly, the other party shook his head repeatedly: "Only the left calf was injured, but he had a lot of blood. The major general was in great pain. The situation was quite critical.

Need immediate surgery!”
Chapter completed!