Chapter 5

I woke up from the anesthesia after the operation, opened my hazy eyes, and looked at a girl in front of me who was bending over in a white coat and hat. I couldn't understand where I was.

"You wake up!" Exclaimed the girl in surprise.

I finally realized that I was in the hospital in the back, and I felt very weak.

"Where am I?" I want to sit up as I ask. But I was dizzy to death. There were many black dots floating in front of me, and I fell on the pillow feebly.

"Lie down, lie down, dear!" The girl pressed me gently with her hand in a hurry: "please don't move. You've only had an operation. Be careful to crack the wound. Tell me what you need."

It turned out that I had just had an operation. No wonder I felt so tired. I raised my head and looked under the quilt. I was surprised to find that I was naked except for the bandage on my abdomen. I blushed with shame, alas! What a difference! In order to go to the Moscow River to see the beautiful MM naked swimming, the result made himself across by accident. Crossing is crossing. It's even in a woman's body. I hesitated for a moment, and then said, "where's my uniform?"

"Uniform?" She was shocked when I asked, but she immediately replied, "I didn't see your uniform. When you got to the hospital, you didn't wear any clothes."

After hearing this, I was even more embarrassed. It turned out that I had never been dressed since 171 meeting. Isn't that a shame.

"Just had an operation, how does my wound not ache?" I quickly changed the topic to resolve my embarrassment.

"The anesthetic effect is not over. Don't always think of pain, it will hurt you enough in the future, "the girl said with a smile.

"So... Why anesthesia?"

"To get the shrapnel out. Do you know how many shrapnel you have in your stomach

"Nurse, what's your name?"

"Vera."

"How long have I been here? Where is brigadier vaskov? " I suddenly thought of the brigadier general who had lived and died with me. I couldn't help sitting up again, but the scene in front of me became more and more blurred, and my throat felt sick.

"Don't move, don't move. Look how you move around again. Be careful to crack the wound." I heard Willa's voice as if it were from a distance······

When I woke up again, the nurse was gone. I struggled to turn my head and saw that there was still a bed in the ward. There was a man lying on the bed, motionless, with the quilt almost covering his chin, only his head tightly bandaged.

"Hello I whispered to her, "are you asleep?"

The two puffy, black lips, which appeared between the gaps of the bandages, first moved silently. After a while, I heard the words: "who are you? Is it a doctor? "

"No, no!" I said quickly and raised my voice a little bit“ I'm just a soldier. I live in the same ward with you, and I'm also injured. "When I say these last words, I'm kind of defending myself in a low voice.

"Well, but I'm dying

"You talk nonsense, my friend!" I try to side body, to her a little insincere“ I've asked the doctor. He said your injury doesn't matter, the worst is to live here for a month

"No, no... don't comfort me. I know my situation." These words seemed to burst out from her blackened mouth.

There was silence again.

"Where are we?" The other side asked.

"In the hospital." I answered hastily.

"Where's the hospital?"

"Ah, I don't know. I wake up here."

She didn't talk any more, she just lay still. But I feel that she is thinking about something nervously, trying to know and understand something.

As if to confirm my conjecture, she spoke again.

"I ask you to... Inform my family... My address... Please write down the address..."

"No more!" I couldn't help but raise my voice“ Didn't I already tell you

"My home address! ···" She interrupted me and said it again.

"All right." I can only agree, "I write down your address, but I only inform your family that you are in the hospital for treatment. Go ahead, please Although I can't move myself, let alone write by hand, I firmly believe that I can keep the address of the wounded in my mind.

"Tell me." I said it again.

"Moscow... She said with difficulty“ Gangchamonisgaya ········· No.47 ··················································································································.

"Kajia!" I comforted her and said, "I've written down your home address. Don't worry. You'll get better soon." Kajia's head shook a little, and her lips began to move silently: "thank you... I know my own situation... You see... I'm going to die." Her voice was getting lower and lower. Finally, I could not hear her. I struggled to get up and rang the call bell beside the bed. After a while, Vera opened the door and ran in. She asked nervously, "Rita, what do you need?"“ She's in a bad situation! " I raised my voice and said to her, "you see how she is?" She stood by Kaja's bed, looked down, and walked quickly to the door. Then, I heard her voice in the corridor: "doctor" soon, Vera came in with some doctors and nurses to inject and change oxygen for Kajia. I lay motionless on the bed, staring at the ceiling. He thought to himself: "it seems that Kajia can't do it. How long can I last? It's a pity that I spent most of my time in a coma I don't know how long after that, the rescue work next to it suddenly stopped. I heard a man's voice saying, "she's dead. Take it away." Kajia's body was carried out, and the doctors and nurses left the room with me and Vera“ How much time do I have? " When Kajia died, I began to worry about myself. I asked incoherently, "I mean, how long can I live?" It's not groundless for me to ask this question. After all, it was in the war years. Many people died in hospital beds instead of on the battlefield“ Look what you said, dear, "Vera closed the door of the ward and comforted," your operation is very successful. All the shrapnel in your abdomen have been taken out, and you can recover as long as you rest for half a month. "“ Where is this? " I couldn't help asking a question that I was concerned about“ The hospital in the rear. " Vera's face showed a look of surprise. I think she was wondering that I was lying in the hospital bed and asked such a stupid question“ I know it's a hospital. " I reorganized the words: "I mean, this is a hospital somewhere."“ Leningrad, my dear. " Leningrad?! I actually came to this city which was besieged by the German army for 900 days during the Patriotic War of the Soviet Union“ What's the date today? "“ August 28. "“ What year? "“ 1941. " In 1941, the Soviet German war broke out only two months ago, but I remember that the story of "Li Ming here is quiet" happened in the early summer of 1942. Did the time deviate“ Rita Vera comforted me and said, "when you first got to the hospital, your blood almost dried up. Even the doctor thought pessimistically that you couldn't survive. You see, don't you lie on the bed and talk to me now? " I can't help but smile bitterly. In fact, the real Rita has already died, and the rest is my fake“ What's going on at the front? " In fact, I know that although the Soviet Army resisted tenaciously, it was still retreating under the fierce German offensive“ It's still fighting. " Her answer was extraordinarily simple“ Oh“ I've heard your story. You guys killed so many German devils. It's amazing. It is said that the headquarters will send someone to give you a medal soon. "“ How do you know? " I asked hastily“ So many people come to the hospital every day, what kind of news can't be heard. " She said it in a flat, homely tone, as if it were a matter of course“ Let's get to know each other again. My name is Vera Ivanovna koroleva“ Mushdakova oshanina. " I know the custom of Russians. Except for very formal occasions, they only tell their real names to their friends. I took her hand and gently shook it. I felt a lot more relaxed. She chatted with me for a long time until I fell asleep unconsciously.