Chapter 151: Little Guaiguai (13)

Ye Zhen left Yuncheng and went to the front line, where traffic information was almost cut off, except for the medical staff and soldiers. They are isolated from the world, yet they are witnessing the cruelest things in the world.
They set up temporary operating rooms and dressing houses in the dense forests, hidden in the shade of tall trees, and the trucks brought soldiers in a coma. Of course, new graves would be piled up on the hill every day.
Ye Zhen's Bai Daguai was also stained with blood. In addition to the horrors of the environment and war, there is also the urgency and despair of the massive reduction of medical supplies every day-this is an era where even the delivery of supplies is desperate.
Moreover, Ye Zhen has long discovered that the technology for
blood transfusion
here is still very backward. Only a few hospitals in big cities can carry out blood transfusion. Field medical blood transfusion is very difficult or almost impossible to implement. Of course, medical equipment is also extremely backward.
Under such circumstances, it is extremely difficult to survive.
In the same situation, they rarely even have time to rest. They often find a place to sleep and sleep, and they wake up suddenly from a dream and get up again. Ye Zhen can hardly remember how long he has been here, and it has been a long time since he has not thought about the world beyond the forest.
"Ye Zhen, Doctor Bai called you over."
"Okay, just come."
She stood up on the wall and ran over.
Doctor Bai is one of a dozen people who came with her. He is also the person in charge of the highest and best medical skills. Ever since she went to Yuncheng, she has been working as an assistant under Doctor Bai. He will, as long as he has seen her once, he found her, admired her talent and intelligence, and always took him with him.
He is over forty years old and looks unsmiling, frowning all the year round, his temples are white, his face is covered with fine lines, and he looks extremely old.
Ye Zhen was very grateful to him, because he never asked her where she came from. Knowing that she was good enough to remember her, he tried his best to tell her everything he knew. He worked hard and wanted to train one more doctor for this troubled world. .
Until one day, their secret medical station was discovered, a few airdrops fell, and Ye Zhen saw with his own eyes the lives they finally saved back to black and white again, screams, murderous roars, gunshots, explosions...
The roar of the plane is still overhead, the sun is still bright, but here is like hell.
The doctors and nurses who came with Ye Zhen sacrificed four people.
They had to transfer again.
It was not until ten days later that they climbed over the mountains and finally arrived at a small base.
Ye Zhen finally drank a sip of hot water and changed her blood-stained clothes. The female soldier who led her suddenly saluted: "You have worked hard, comrade!"
Ye Zhen was taken aback, and shook his head.
What is she worth?
In the evening, she wrote a letter to Ye Zhikai and Wang Mingxue, saying that she should not read it well, and when the time was right, she would go home, and let the two always take care of themselves and wait to be reunited with her family.
After writing one, she wrote the second one, addressed to Sheng Lun.
She said that she saw a lot of like-minded companions in our dreams. They are not afraid of hardships or death. For the sake of the righteousness of their country, blood is flowing and they are fearless.
She said, cousin, there are many people walking along the path of our dreams and goals. It is the long distance between you and me, and I don't feel lonely anymore.
Ye Zhen handed the letter to the staff who went out to buy and asked him to deliver it to the mailbox.
Turning around, she borrowed a few books of medical skills, fiddled with simple blood transfusion equipment, and with the equipment, blood collection and identification were necessary. She wrote everything she knew in a notebook and shared it with everyone. The moment the blood transfusion was successful, someone burst into tears with joy.
Someone asked her: "How can you do this?"
Ye Zhen said: "Teacher Bai has shown me his notes, this is his idea."
Teacher Bai?
He died in the enemy attack.
...
Ye Zhen only stayed in this place for half a month before he followed the troops to the front line.
She did not receive a reply because the letter she sent did not include an address. She knew that she would not stay here for a long time, let alone reveal her address.
In the following year, she moved from place to place, from a nurse to a real doctor. She has high medical skills, and people who have undergone her surgery have a greater chance of surviving. Gradually, the reputation of "Doctor Ye" is also spread.
She never forgot to write to her family and Sheng Lun. Whenever she had time, she would attach a letter. Sometimes it could be sent, and sometimes it would be locked in her box for ten and a half days. Gradually, she also accumulated Many letters, when they could be sent out, she pulled out the bottom one from the box.
Although she couldn't wait for a reply, she wrote it, as if they were still chatting and laughing.
She wants to let her family know that she is still alive.
There is hope when you are alive.
Until the second year, they survived the winter and heavy snow, but they also waited for enemy fire.
On this day, Ye Zhen saw a special person. She had just finished the first operation that she did not know. Then she brought a man who was holding his leg and crying. He heard that he was a reporter who came to the front line to interview, Ye Zhen. At first glance, it was Wang Guoqiang. He probably didn't expect to see Ye Zhen in this way. After being surprised, he said: "Sister, long time no see."
A simple sentence makes people feel incredible.
Ye Zhen smiled: "Don't worry."
He was shot, the anaesthetic was scarce, and a cloth was stuffed into his mouth. After taking it off, he was sweating and fainted before he could speak. Wang Guoqiang was taken away, and then someone was sent.
In the middle of the night, Ye Zhen took off the mask to wash his hands and had a mouthful of food.
She was holding the iron lunch box and looking at the black mountain, she seemed to be able to hear loud shouts and gunfire from afar.
"Doctor Ye, are you homesick?"
"miss you."
"Doctor Ye, I really admire you. No matter what you encounter, you won't change your face or shrink back. I can't be as strong as you."
"Because I know that shrinking is death."
"...But I'm still afraid."
When an air strike comes, I am afraid, when I see countless corpses, I am even more afraid to see people who are unrecognizable and immortal... "Maybe I am not suitable to be a doctor."
"No one is suitable to be a fighter."
"..." She was startled, her eyes flushed, and she bit her lip, "I'm sorry, I understand."
"Take a good night's sleep, and tomorrow will be better."
"Ok."
The next day Ye Zhen went to see Wang Guoqiang. He recovered a lot, but his face was still pale: "Miss Ye, I didn't expect to meet you here. When I came, the editor-in-chief asked me to pay more attention to the logistics medical staff. I find you, if I can find you, I will give you this letter."
He took out the crumpled letter from his backpack and said embarrassingly: "I'm sorry, it seems to be crumpled."
Ye Zhen smiled and accepted: "Thank you, for your hard work."
"No hard work, no hard work."
She held the letter, wanted to open it immediately, and forbeared and said: "Mr. Wang, how about my father and mother?"
Wang Guoqiang said that Ye Zhikai and Wang Mingxue are both very good. In the past year or so, Time has paid more attention to the situation on the front lines of the war, and has also recruited many reporters to go deep into the front lines. Of course, this will offend some people. The newspaper was shut down at the time, and they could only work underground: "Miss Ye doesn't have to worry, the editor is very powerful, and he has solved all the problems."
Ye Zhen breathed a sigh of relief: "That's fine."
She opened the envelope in a place with a small number of people, and said, "Daughter, how good is it to be outside? We have all received your letter. We are very good. I just read you. This is the first letter my parents wrote to you. Fifteen letters, I don’t know if they can be handed over to you...I’m fine at home, don’t miss it. Your mother and I will wait for you to go home."
It was full of a few large pages, and wrote a lot of nagging, Ye Zhikai is not a nagging person, his life's nagging is attached to this letter, starting after she left, it continued until the month before.
He also talked about Sheng Lun. He said that Sheng Lun called when she left to ask her whereabouts, but at that time her whereabouts had become a mystery, and there was nothing they could do. He sounded very disappointed. He also said that he has written several good articles recently. He is good at writing sharp and incisive real-life issues in gentle words. Foreign literati admire him quite a bit, and he was also invited to give public lectures.
Sheng Lun should have been brilliant.
Wang Guoqiang's leg was injured and he was unable to go to the front line. He left together when the next batch of wounded evacuated, with two replies from Ye Zhen. Before leaving, he came to say goodbye to Ye Zhen, and asked her, "Can you bring something to the editor?"
Ye Zhen shook his head and said, "It's all in the letter."
Wang Guoqiang nodded and promised: "Don't worry, I will bring the letter."
"Thank you."
"If the editor-in-chief knew that his daughter is such a good doctor now, he would be very happy.
"Take care on the road."
"Take care."
Wang Guoqiang left soon, and Ye Zhen turned his head and plunged into the dressing room to inspect the patients. This year she deeply understands the importance of medical personnel, so whenever she has time, she organizes notes and organizes medical personnel to study, especially during the march. It is almost a race against time. The battalion commander who escorted them was also commissioned by her. After looking for a lot of medical books, she also tried to design more useful medical equipment, but it was a pity that she was more proficient in pharmacy, and the equipment was still a bit worse.
On the fifth day of the Kingdom’s forcible departure, the frontline warfare was tight, and they must retreat and be ready to evacuate at any time. Ye Zhen was used to it, and immediately packed up his things and moved with the army. They retreated twenty miles away and set up a shed in the forest.
However, Ye Zhen did not expect that she would see Sheng Lun here.
In the middle of the night, Ye Zhen had just sat down to rest, and ate a few bites of food with the iron lunch box in his arms.
He appeared in front of her without warning, dusty and clear, as if walking out of her dream: "Cousin, we see again."
She couldn't help but coughed slightly, and the hard bun choked to her throat. Someone beside her asked her, "Doctor Ye, your cousin?"
Ye Zhen shook his head: "No, it's my love."
The man was so surprised that his mouth had grown up, and he couldn't believe it.
Before long, almost everyone knew that Dr. Ye's lover had arrived.
...
The dense forest with no one, wrapped around the two closest people, hugs and kisses tightly. Ye Zhen never knew that when her calm and elegant cousin was out of control, he clasped her waist and wrapped her around her. Lips and tongues, sucking and sucking is like death.
"Cousin, have you received my letter to you?"
He responded lowly and kissed again.
She also hooked his neck and put her lips on.
He kissed her and stroked her cheeks. He hadn't seen each other for more than a year. She was much more mature. Her cheeks and eyebrows were already opened. Even the sweet breath of her body was occupied by medicine and blood, and her dull cheeks became thin and delicate. Her chin became pointed, her cheeks were not white and pink, they were tempered after wind and rain, but her eyes were still bright as before, pursuing her dreams and achieving her goals...
She has become the genius doctor among the outsiders, and she has been alone, and it is no longer the little girl who is suffering in front of him because of the bad book.
She would sit quietly and calmly on a tattered wooden chair, holding a simple meal, with a sedimentary temperament, even if she was still stained with blood, no one could match her.
She was the woman he had read countless times, and the sweetheart he had thought about.
So after receiving Ye Zhikai's call, he desperately looked for it.
He wants to see her and send her the reply he wrote to her.
"Want to read my reply to you?"
She buried him in his chest, listening to his noisy heart, smelling the familiar cold breath, "think."
He hung his head in her ear: "I want to listen to you."
"You can memorize it?" She smiled, "Well, my cousin never forgets, and I will definitely not forget what I wrote."
"Unforgettable, never forget."
"Ok?"
He kissed her ear, and said in a low and gentle voice in her ear:
"I miss you."
"I miss you."
"I love you."
"You are Ye Zhen, my sweetheart, my wife."
Ye Zhen's eyes were hot. She grabbed his clothes and said, "Is it all?"
Sheng Lun: "There are many more, I will tell you slowly later."
She hummed softly: "Cousin, I want to listen to the sweetest words, I want to listen to the sweetest love words."
He rubbed the top of her hair and said okay, as gentle as ever.
The night was going, and there was a bright moon hanging in the gray-blue sky. Ye Zhen suddenly looked up. She grabbed Sheng Lun's shoulder and said, "Cousin, I want to marry you."
Sheng Lun curled his lips, his eyes were full of smiles: "We will get married when we go back."
Ye Zhen took his hand, "Hmm!"
When the sky was right, Ye Zhen and Sheng Lun went back hand in hand. No one at the bandaging station didn’t know Ye Zhen. Most of the wounded passed by her hands. Seeing her and Sheng Lun returning hand in hand, they all cast their kind eyes. He also said, "This is Dr. Ye's husband?"
Ye Zhen nodded generously and said yes.
"I didn't know that Dr. Ye was married..."
"Well, just think about it."
Sheng Lun took her hand tightly, Ye Zhen looked up at him, bent her eyes and smiled, she still smiled sweetly, her cherry lips were raised, and her eyes were bent like crescents.
Sheng Lun stroked the corner of her eye, "Cousin."
Ye Zhen: "Huh?"
He lowered his eyes, with a soft smile under his clear eyes.
He thought about how beautiful his and her wedding would be. She would put on a red wedding gown and cover her red hijab, and walk to him beautifully step by step, with their relatives nearby, and would give her best wishes.
Then he and her hand in hand for a lifetime.
He didn't expect the accident to come so quickly. The sun just rose and the report came from the front. The front was lost and all personnel evacuated. They immediately packed up and retreated with the wounded.
Sheng Lun watched Ye Zhen's actions and commanded the people to retreat, arranged for someone to send the wounded to the car, and let them pack up all the materials and take away, throwing away whatever should be thrown, his words were decisive and sharp.
Her growth made him proud.
During this retreat, she detoured and retreated to Xiangcheng and sent the injured to the hospital. Ye Zhen followed the arrangement to hand over the situation of the injured. The journey was busy until early in the morning. When she finally turned back, she saw the tall and tall handsome man. Standing behind her, holding an iron lunch box in her hand: "I'm eating."
There is an egg, a steamed bun, a stir-fried pork with cabbage and some porridge in the lunch box, which is still hot.
Ye Zhen realized that she seemed to be too busy to forget dinner again.
She ate everything quietly, feeling the man's fingers touching her temples, and the gentle and silent companionship made her feel a little bitter.
She raised her eyes to look at him: "Cousin, in fact, you and I know that we can't be married."
Because she will leave here with the troops tomorrow.
He looked at her quietly, nodded and said, "I know, I saw it. I am proud of you."
Her dream is here, his dream is there.
They are destined to have a separation.
Sheng Lun took the lunch box and chopsticks in her hand, put them in the cloth pocket, put them in her left hand, and held her with her right hand: "We have a lifetime to complete our wedding, cousin, are you willing?"
Ye Zhen looked down at the hand he was holding, and suddenly pulled him to his feet. The colleagues in the office were almost ready to rest. She pulled him in, and all smiled and asked her why she didn’t rest. Come now. Is something?
Ye Zhen: "I want to ask you to be a testimony, we are going to get married."
Everyone was surprised: "Get married? Here?"
They looked at Ye Zhen, and then at the cool and graceful man beside her. They also knew that he was Sheng Lun, a talented man of Wan, and a literary worker who was highly praised by the world. In the past few days, he has been with Ye Zhen from time to time. If he can help, he will help. When there is nothing to do, as long as you see Ye Zhen, you can see him.
The look in his eyes when he looked at Ye Zhen, how should he put it, except for her, there was no one else.
Ye Zhen said that he was her lover, they thought it was a marriage, but now it seems that it is not?
Ye Zhen turned his head to look at Sheng Lun, and shook his hand: "You say, do you want me to say it?"
Sheng Lun probably didn't expect Ye Zhen to say such a thing. He himself was slightly surprised. After being surprised, a fire rose in his heart. He didn't want to miss it, not to mention that he would be separated tomorrow.
He turned his head to look at the people who were back, bowed and politely said: "Please help me and my cousin to bear a testimony, we are getting married.
Without a red wedding gown, Ye Zhen was wearing a white coat; without a red hijab, someone found a red handkerchief; the red candle burned halfway, and the red jujube longan was pieced together...
However, the blessings they received were very sincere, and they said that the vows they gave to each other were beautiful: "To live in the same place and die in the same hole."
The same acupuncture point of life and death, this is the most touching oath Sheng Lun has ever heard.
He uncovered his red hijab and saw his wife looking at him with a smile, "Cousin, in the future, I will call your husband or your husband?"
Sheng Lun said: "I like what my cousin calls."
Ye Zhen curled his mouth and dangled his legs, "Cousin should think about how to explain to my parents and aunts and uncles. We are just married like this. How do you tell the family?"
Sheng Lun sat next to her and said quietly: "As early as when you left home for Yuncheng, I told my uncle that I like you and will marry you as a wife in the future."
Ye Zhen was surprised: "You just said that? My father didn't object?"
"No. I told my family too."
"..."
She couldn't help asking: "Did they say nothing? I'm not curious about how I'm doing this with you?"
Sheng Lun shook his head, Ying Ting's eyebrows frowned slightly: "My aunt and uncle didn't say anything, my mother beat me up and said that I was bullying you and did not fulfill the responsibility of a good brother."
Ye Zhen chuckled, threw into his arms and hugged his neck and said, "Good brother, when will you bully me?"
Sheng Lun stroked her cheek and kissed her on the forehead: "I'm wronged you."
Ye Zhen said: "I am not wronged. Today is my happiest moment. Even when I miss you in the future, I will also smile."
He was infected by the smile on her face and couldn't bear to kiss her lips anymore, she took the initiative to wrap the tip of her tongue with him.
He breathed very hot, his fingers touched her collar, and one by one, he unbuttoned the buttons, and there was a cute little snow ball under his shirt.
The two fell on the bed, but Ye Zhen suddenly pushed him away: "No, I'm going to take a bath, I'm both stink."
Sheng Lun: "..."
She jumped up in a panic and carried the kettle into the bathroom. He rubbed his forehead and lay on the bed, smiling.
When Ye Zhen came out, he only wore a white shirt, ran over with his two white slender legs, and hid under the quilt in his surprised eyes.
Sheng Lun: "Don't get sick."
Ye Zhen hummed obediently, blinking at him.
Sheng Lun squeezed her cheek, Ye Zhen raised his hand to hold his palm, and when his eyes met, he lingered with infinite tenderness again.
He pinched her fingers, stroked her chin with the back of his hand, and pulled away the bedding when he reached the neck.
He picked her up and sat on his lap, kissed his forehead with his lips, and unbuttoned her shirt one by one.
She opened herself in his arms, everything was so beautiful that he moved his heart.
Sheng Lun's eyes darkened, fingers stroking the pink circular scar on her shoulder, slid across Xuefeng to the lower abdomen, where there was also a scar that was long, and the wound had been crusted on the white skin. It looks particularly dazzling.
He knew that Ye Zhen was being guarded and grew up. The only thing she experienced was wind and frost for more than a year. He could almost imagine how these injuries caused him. How dangerous the front line is, and how many doctors died because of unfortunate infections during the operation...
He told himself not to think about the bad results. What he looked forward to most every day was to wait for a letter from Ye Hao. Her letter would be sent every other time, thinking about what she had done. She was telling the dawn, telling the future for which countless people were fighting, but she never told him that she had almost died by a thread.
In this meeting, apart from being the powerful Doctor Ye, she was still the little girl in his memory. She was cute and smart, and she was also very petty, and she was also innocent and bold to hook him. She hadn't changed in front of him, she hadn't said suffering, he had forgotten that this was the most dangerous place, and death and injury were the most common things.
Ye Zhen was uncomfortable with the man’s deep gaze. She couldn’t avoid the injury. Although she learned self-defense and practiced especially in the Star Century, she could be eyeless with swords, not to mention when she would The enemy attack that came, her injury was considered good, and the worst was the direct death. She squeezed his finger: "I am still beautiful. This is a testimony of my tenacious life, cousin, you must not annoy me."
Sheng Lun rubbed the wound on her body: "Why didn't you tell me?"
Ye Zhen rubbed his shoulder, and said, "I want to see my cousin love me with my own eyes."
He stared down at him, his eyes were dark, Ye Zhen: "Cousin loves me so much, I can just mess around."
Sheng Lun glanced at her and took off her half-open shirt: "Where is the injury?"
Ye Zhen confessed honestly: "Back."
She turned her head and was turned over. The man's fingers rubbed her back. His fingers were cold. Such gentle movements made her calm down. Sheng Lun asked her in a low voice: "How did you hurt her? ?"
The gunshot wound on his shoulder was discovered during a move, and the other injuries were air strikes. In fact, the injury was not serious, and the robbery was blocked by most of the force, otherwise she would not be able to pick up the scalpel at all.
He asked her: "Does it hurt?"
She laughed: "Where do I know it hurts? I just wanted to live, go home to honor my parents, and come back to see you. With that tone, I can climb a thousand miles even if I crawl. "
Sheng Lun looked at the woman lying on the bed. Liao opened the black hair scattered on her back. He lowered his head and kissed gently at the scarred area of ​​her wound, breathing hot and itchy kisses, Ye Hao curled his fingers, biting With his lips buried in the bed, he kissed for a long time, then he sat her on his lap again, kissed her shoulder wound, and his fingers stroked the wound on his waist.
Ye Zhen closed her eyes and leaned on his shoulder, her cheeks flushed, she couldn't bear such pity and love.
She cupped the man's face with her small hands, his dark and deep eyes lifted slightly, she closed her eyes and kissed his lips: "...Isn't my injury attractive yet?"
Sheng Lun clasped her waist, breathing slightly: "Cousin, don't hide from me in the future, no matter what you have, you must tell me one by one."
She rubbed his forehead: "I see, husband."
Sheng Lun raised his head and looked at the woman who was touching his forehead. Her soft long hair was scattered, and her beautiful eyebrows were smiling... She was his wife.
His lips stuck into her beautiful neck, and his delicate and warm skin made him linger...
He wanted to give her the most tender and beautiful night, she still cried, Ye Zhen hooked his neck and bit his shoulders and grind his teeth, "You are not allowed to see Jin Ping Mei."
Sheng Lun stroked her sweaty forehead: "Husband and wife Dunlun are male instincts and have nothing to do with books."
"So you are so bad?"
"..."
He was so poor that he could only kiss her lips.
Ye Zhen's whole person was warm. She looked at the man on her body and saw his warm and clear eyebrows: "Cousin, it's not yet separated, I'm looking forward to seeing you again next time."
"Next time I meet, I will fly into your arms."
He stared at her intently, took her two hands and pressed them to the pillow, clasping her fingers.
The heavier the movement, the more twisted and deeper.
...
...
...
She and him have never slept before. After hugging, they kissed, and kissing was lingering, and she liked his concentration and tenderness when he buckled her waist and kissed her scar.
When the dawn was about to dawn, Ye Zhen was even less sleepy, and Sheng Lun seemed to be affected by the approaching time, so he didn't let it go.
He buckled her waist, shook her hand, and held her face, carefully and seriously, "Zhen Zhen, remember my reply to you."
She grabbed him uncomfortably on the back: "Huh?"
"Remember my reply to you: I love you, I am waiting for you to fly into my arms."
"Life is the same, but death is the same."
"It's all you."
"Ye Zhen."
...
Sheng Lun sent Ye Zhen away early in the morning. He watched her get in the car and left, and waved at him with a smile: "Cousin, I remember everything."
He smiled and nodded, saying yes.
Before he parted, he was already looking forward to the next reunion.
He and she have common dreams and goals, and they can meet at the end no matter where they go.
He waited for her to fly into his arms.