Chapter 4 Flag Fluttering (Part 1)

  "It's really a special agent!" Repeatedly confirming, Wu Dajie, the fat nurse, found that Zhang Songling was not joking and said with a few points of admiration. "I'll take you to see Captain Li, you tell him yourself!" Then, she turned around, stepped out quickly, and crossed the threshold. She turned her head back, swept her eyes over the other wounded soldiers, and her gaze was full of provocation.

  The rest of the wounded were so shamed by Zhang Songling's bravery that they couldn't bear to look at Wu Dajie, one by one lowering their heads. Only after the two had walked far away did they lift up their heads and softly sigh: "After all, it's the Special Operations Unit - people are really incomparable!"

  "Nonsense! What the special forces team got, what did we get!" Some people were not convinced, pouting and muttering to themselves. But after all, they felt a little guilty in their hearts, their voices as small as mosquitoes buzzing, afraid of being heard by others.

  "Right, right!" For a moment, everyone seemed to have found another reason to continue staying in the hospital, and they all nodded in agreement in low voices.

  Enough discussion, but everyone started worrying again. That not-so-empathetic Li Yingchang would use Zhang Xiaopang as an example and force everyone to leave the hospital ahead of time, returning to the battlefield as soon as possible. If that's the case, everyone would be in big trouble! At present, the front line is fighting fiercely, and after going back, seven or eight out of ten people will lose their lives on the battlefield!

  "It's all that little fatty's fault, what a blind show-off! The Special Operations Team is nothing to brag about, if you're so capable, why don't you go fight the devils yourself!" Zhu, the wounded soldier, grew more and more frightened as he slammed his rice bowl in curses.

  "It's him, it's him! He thinks he's some kind of treasure, so arrogant! I knew from the first glance that he was no good!" Ma surname injury number rushed to the window and spat at Zhang Songling's already almost disappeared back.

  Zhang Songling may not know that his voluntary request to leave the hospital has brought a huge impact on other wounded soldiers. In his opinion, since he was not seriously injured, there was no need to occupy a hospital bed. Not to mention being bored to death every day, he also had to be scolded by Nurse Wu as a deserter every day.

  What's more important is that he now feels really empty inside. He was touted by everyone as a young master with a background, but in fact, the highest-ranking military officer he knew was Colonel Ji of the Special Operations Team, and he didn't even know his full name.

  Just thinking about how to fill the hole that was accidentally poked, the director's office arrived. Wu Dasao looked inside through the window and then pushed the door in "Director Li, Zhang Ge from the Special Operations Team is looking for you, he wants to be discharged now!"

  "Discharged? Didn't he just get admitted in the second half of the night?" The young doctor, known as Li Yingchang, stared at a medical record without lifting his head.

  "It's him!" Wu Da Jie beckoned Zhang Song Ling to come in, continuing to add: "I tried to stop him several times but couldn't, so I had no choice but to bring him to see you!"

  "You think I'm bothering you again, and can't wait to get rid of me, right?" Li Yinglong stood up with both hands on the table, turning a very young but extremely haggard face towards Zhang Songling. "Are you really willing to leave? Don't be afraid of her, this person is famous for having a sharp tongue but a soft heart!"

  "Sister said the injuries on me are not serious, so I don't want to stay in the hospital anymore. Going back early also means Team Leader Ji can assign tasks to me earlier!" Zhang Songling nodded, speaking the truth.

  "Ah!" Li Yingchang pushed his glasses up the bridge of his nose with his finger, re-examining Zhang Songling as if he had something special about him. "Your body, I personally checked it last night, indeed falls within the range of being able to stay or not. Since you want to leave, fine, I won't stop you. How about this, you sit in my office for a while first, and I'll arrange a car to send you back on the way!"

  "No trouble, no trouble!" Zhang Songling was surprised and hurriedly waved his hand to decline, "I can walk back myself. The weather is fine, it's a good chance to exercise my limbs!"

  After finishing speaking, he suddenly remembered that he didn't know where the Special Task Force was stationed. The smile on his face immediately became awkward, and he himself also became twisted and evasive.

  Fortunately, Li Ying was enthusiastic about people and did not immediately agree to Zhang Songling's request. Instead, he thought for a moment and said in a low voice: "Then I'll send someone to take you back. It just so happens that I have something to pick up from Lao Ji!"

  He spoke in an extremely slow tone, as if he was having trouble breathing. But when mentioning Captain Ji, his voice suddenly rose a few degrees. This change was quickly caught by Nurse Wu, who immediately interrupted without hesitation: "What thing, I'll go get it for you!"

  "No, no need. I know you're busy. I'll arrange for someone else to go, I'll arrange for someone else to go!" Li Yingchang repeatedly refused, his pale face showing a faint unhealthy flush of crimson.

  Wu nurse immediately understood what he wanted to take from the special agent team, Dan Feng's eyes stood upright, and she loudly counted: "Aren't you looking for death yourself? You're a doctor, what are the consequences of using that thing for a long time, you know better than me!"

  When scolded by a nurse in front of outsiders, Li Yinglong was extremely embarrassed. But for some reason, he didn't dare to lose his temper with Nurse Wu, instead wiping the sweat from his forehead and saying pleadingly: "This is the last time, I guarantee it's really the last time. If you don't believe me, supervise me then. If I use up this batch and still try to find a way out with Old Ji, you...you can just kill me directly!"

  "I'd rather not report to the military court!" Wu nurse was so angry that her teeth itched, but she couldn't continue scolding him. She bit her lower lip and said in a low voice: "I'll take him back myself and help you bring back the medicine. Remember, this is the last time. Next time I find out, you're done for!"

  "I know my sister is the best to me!" Li Ying Chang smiled like a child, and his dark gray face was instantly filled with light. "I'll go out now to find someone to get a car to send you two, that Liu driver from the military department still owes me a meal!"

  "I can't stand that four-wheeled thing!" Nurse Wu glared at him and loudly refused, "I'll walk there myself and say hello to Old Ji and the others. Next time, whoever dares to get you that thing again, I'll directly report it to the military department. How will you explain it to the old camp chief?"

  "Big sister, big sister!" Li Ying Chang bowed and pleaded for mercy. "I'll quit, I'll start quitting today, isn't that enough? You mustn't stir up trouble, if Old Master Ying finds out, I'm done for this lifetime!"

  "Die early and be reborn!" Wu Da Jie said with a stern tone, turned her head around, grabbed Zhang Song Ling's sleeve, "Stop watching the commotion, follow me. By the way, move your arms and legs, lest you grow lazy and fall ill!"

  Zhang Songling listened to the side with a confused expression, bid farewell to Li Yingchang, and followed Wu Dajie's back, quickly walking towards the outside. While earning, he observed the surrounding environment. This battlefield hospital was obviously built by temporarily requisitioning a wealthy landlord's mansion. The entire courtyard was divided into three sections, with a very clear layout. The director's office and the Yizifang where he previously lived were both located in the second section of the courtyard, with a relatively quiet environment. Even more secluded was the third section of the courtyard, where the sound of running water could still be faintly heard. Zhang Songling inferred that according to normal logic, there should be higher-ranking officers living inside, who could appreciate the scenery while recovering from their injuries.

  But the outermost one, from the back, looks a bit shabby. There are many rooms, and the eaves of the houses are also very crowded. Zhang Songling speculated where the ordinary soldiers' wards should be treated, preparing to sneak over and take a look at how different it was from his previous residence. As a result, before he even got close, he could hear someone crying loudly in the front yard.

  "Doctor, doctor, please save him, please! He's only seventeen!" The desperate cries echoed in Zhang Songling's ears.

  "Nurse, nurse, give him a blood transfusion, hurry up and give him a blood transfusion!"

  "What a terrible place this is! What a terrible place! In the morning when people were sent here, everything was fine. You are playing with people's lives, playing with people's lives!"

  "Doctor, don't amputate my leg! Don't amputate my leg! Please, I beg of you!"

  In an instant, the war was only a stone's throw away from him. It was no longer a majestic and heroic scene, but a cruel and bloody reality. Suppressing the fear in his heart, Zhang Songling quickened his pace, stepping over the threshold of the hospital gate, trying not to turn his head towards the source of the wailing cries. Just a few steps away, a nurse with a white coat stained red with blood rushed towards him, grabbing Wu Dajie, "Captain, where is Li Camp Commander?! Is Li Camp Commander in the director's office?! Two more trucks of seriously injured patients have just arrived, and we need to arrange for surgery immediately!"

  "Li Yingchang... " Thinking of Li's pale face, Wu Dajie couldn't help but feel a pang in her heart. However, looking at the little nurse's blood-stained white coat again, she nodded and continued: "He is, he's in the director's office. You hurry over to find him and prepare a pot of strong tea for him. I'll take this Zhang brother to the special task force, and I'll be right back!"

  "Thank you, Sister Wu!" Before she could finish listening to Nurse Wu's words, the little nurse rushed towards the second courtyard like a flying bird. Because she ran too quickly, her foot tripped on the threshold and she fell heavily onto her buttocks. Without even checking where she was hurt, she rolled over on the spot, got up, and continued stumbling towards the director's office.

  "Let's go! Don't look anymore!" Wu Dajie's voice suddenly became very gentle, as if she had changed into a different person, and she ordered Zhang Songling. "After you get back, remember not to talk nonsense. No matter what you saw or heard today, don't speak randomly to outsiders!"

  "Uh-huh!" Zhang Songling nodded and honestly replied.

  He thought Nurse Wu was reminding him like this because she was afraid he would leak out the miserable situation in the hospital and affect the morale of the troops. Unexpectedly, the other party suddenly sighed again and added in a very low voice: "Captain Li, Captain Li is really not easy. He returned from studying medicine abroad five years ago and joined us voluntarily. Then, what he sees every day are not bloody wounds, but broken arms and legs..."

  Then, he found a way to suppress his pain! Without Wu nurse's explanation, Zhang Songling already understood what the thing was that Li Yinglong refused to mention earlier. This gave him another blow, almost completely overturning his understanding of soldiers. However, he didn't have the courage to accuse the other party, and he couldn't raise a bit of disdain in his heart.

  This man is a good fellow, whether he smokes opium or not!