Thirty miles outside of Dongshan City, in the Dongshan Military Camp built against the mountain, countless soldiers were going in and out. Every one of them had an extremely gloomy expression on their faces.
With the defeat at the frontline, the Dongshan Military Camp, which was originally a logistics base, had become the frontline overnight, receiving countless wounded and dispirited soldiers. At this time, it could be said that it was a mess, without any order to speak of.
"Make way!
Make way! "
In the midst of the loud shouts, two dusty soldiers carried a soldier with a broken arm on a stretcher and ran quickly in the direction of the infirmary. Seeing this, the soldiers who were resting on the ground all made way for the trio. Looking at the soldier lying on the stretcher, clenching his teeth and refusing to make any sound, everyone's expression was somewhat numb. They had seen too many of such things today.
The soldier with a broken arm could be fitted with a mechanical arm, and after the surgery, he could still be alive and kicking. However, those soldiers who died on the battlefield did not even have the chance to become ghost cultivators, because their souls would be absorbed and devoured by the demon race. They would never be given the chance to live another life!
Bang!
A young soldier fiercely punched the ground and said hatefully, "I don't understand, how did we lose?!"
Hearing the young soldier's words, everyone looked at each other. No one could answer this question, because they were all baffled. They had no idea why they had lost!
"Is there anyone who knows a little about medicine? Who can give me a hand?!"
At this time, a young man wearing a dirty white coat quickly walked out of the infirmary. His eyes were very anxious as he looked at the people sitting on the ground.
Faced with the young man's question, no one responded, because anyone who knew a little about medicine had already been conscripted. Those who were left were all people who did not know anything about medicine.
Seeing that no one responded, the young man immediately turned and walked into the infirmary, nervously throwing himself into the work of treating the wounded.
"This little guy has been in the infirmary for a day and a night, and he hasn't rested until now."
A warrior with a bandage wrapped around his head said to the crowd in a low voice, "He was the one who treated my wound. I wrapped the bandage carelessly because he didn't have time to do it for me."
Hearing the wounded soldier's words, everyone's mood was a little complicated. They could also see that the young man's face was very tired and his eyes were bloodshot. His overall condition was very bad, but he still didn't rest and still persisted in treating the wounded. He was very dedicated, but also very distressing.
"You'd better remember his name. His name is Wang Bo, and he's an excellent medic. When the demons arrive, we can die, but he must live!"
The wounded soldier looked firmly in the direction of the infirmary and said to everyone, "Only when people like him are alive can more of us survive!"
In the infirmary, Wang Bo, who was nervously treating the wounds of the wounded, didn't know that the people outside were talking about him. Even if he knew, he probably didn't have time to think too much about it. Now, he had put all his energy into treating the wounded. The wounded man who had lost two eyeballs needed his help!
"The wound has been cleaned!"
"Necrotic eyeball removed. Temporary paralysis of nervous system!"
"Mechanical eyeball installed!"
"Connect to nervous system and perform light sensor test!"
After a series of work, it was already ten minutes later. This was the fastest Wang Bo could do. If it weren't for the countless wounded waiting for him to treat, he would patiently help the wounded in front of him to perform a more detailed test. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time now.
"Next!"
Wang Bo shouted. He only had time to raise his arm to wipe the sweat on his face and hurriedly walked to the next wounded.
"Wang Bo, wait a moment."
A female doctor stopped Wang Bo and said to him, "Go rest for a while and then come back to work."
Wang Bo frowned and said, "But there are so many wounded waiting for me. How can I rest?"
"Go rest. You should be in charge of these wounded people before you perform the surgery."
The female doctor looked at Wang Bo with a somewhat distressed gaze and said, "Look at you now. Can you still stand steadily?
What if you make mistakes because of exhaustion during the surgery? "
The female doctor's words were very reasonable. Wang Bo couldn't refute. He put down the tools in his hand and said to the female doctor, "I understand, Sister Xin. I will go rest now."
Wang Bo took off his blood-stained coat and slowly walked in the direction of the lounge. At this time, the lounge was empty. He was the only one there. The other doctors were working hard to treat the wounded.
After returning to the lounge, Wang Bo laid down on the bed. A strong sense of exhaustion surged in, almost drowning Wang Bo. At this time, Wang Bo discovered that he was so tired that he didn't even have the strength to lift his eyelids.
… …
Wang Bo didn't know how long he slept. He was awakened by the temptation of a fragrance.
"Since you are awake, get up. I have cooked noodles for you."
Hearing this, Wang Bo sat up from the bed and looked at Wei Zixin, who was sitting beside him and holding a bowl of fragrant meat noodle soup made from the bones of Demonic Beasts. His face couldn't help but reveal a trace of guilt.
"Sister Xin, I am really sorry. I just wanted to rest. I didn't expect to fall asleep."
"It's okay. I originally wanted you to sleep and rest."
Wei Zixin smiled and put the noodles on the table. She said to Wang Bo, "Quickly get up and eat."
Wang Bo stood up and looked at the door of the lounge. He asked Wei Zixin, "How many wounded are there now?"
Seeing that Wang Bo didn't eat immediately and was worried about the wounded, Wei Zixin's eyes flashed with a strange light. She smiled and said to Wang Bo, "We have reinforcements. The 10th Legion sent their medical team to support us. We have enough manpower now. You don't have to worry about the wounded. Quickly eat."
Hearing Wei Zixin's explanation, Wang Bo was relieved. He sat in front of the table and ate the noodles in big mouthfuls.
Slurp, slurp.
It only took a short while for Wang Bo to finish the big bowl of noodles.
Wang Bo finished the soup in one gulp and looked at Wei Zixin who was sitting opposite him with a strange expression. He said with embarrassment, "I am really too hungry."
Pfft.
Wei Zixin couldn't help but laugh. She said to Wang Bo, "I still remember the first time I saw you. You were still a little fatty. How long has it been since then? You have already slimmed down and become a strong man."
Wei Zixin pushed her bowl of noodles in front of Wang Bo and said, "I can't eat so much. I am already full. You can have the rest."