Chapter 1000

If I were an ordinary soldier, I might live in the temporary hospital bed in the corridor from admission to discharge when the hospital bed is tight. But the rank on my epaulet is doomed that I can't enjoy the treatment of ordinary people. As soon as the logistics staff of the hospital set up a new bed in the corridor, the president of the hospital, who got the news, came with several people in a hurry.

By the time they arrived, krochkov had left first, leaving bezikov sitting by the bed chatting with me. He said to me, "Rita, although most of the doctors are called into the army, they can't deal with the seriously injured people who are sent back from the front line every day. Where can they spare the energy to do such a delicate operation for you. So I think your operation is more suitable for this kind of ordinary hospital

The president with a few medical staff came to me, nodded and said hello to me: "Hello! Is that general o'shanina, please

"Yes, I'm o'shanina." I looked at the old man in a white coat in front of me. Because I couldn't figure out his identity, I asked tentatively, "who are you, please?"

"I'm o'siminin, the president of this hospital. Originally, I was attending a meeting held by the municipal health department. When I heard that you were admitted to our hospital, I came back immediately." With these words, he stood up straight, turned his head to the doctor on duty standing behind him, and said sternly, "doctor comrade, how can you let a general, a hero of the motherland, live in this cold corridor?"

"Comrade president, please listen to my explanation." The doctor on duty replied in a panic: "all the wards in the inpatient department are full, and even there are many people living in the corridor. In addition, Comrade General himself proposed to live in the corridor, so I asked the logistics comrades to make a bed for her here..."

"Comrade Dean," I saw Kwai min, who was angry with the doctor in the rush class. I hurriedly came out to make a round. "This is not a doctor, but there is no bed in the inpatient department, and my eyes need to be operated as soon as possible, so I strongly urge the doctor to arrange a bed for me in the corridor," said Dr. Oce.

"General oshanina, look what you said." O'siminin turned his head and said to me, "how can you live in the corridor? You know, there is no heating in the building, and the corridor is extremely cold, which is very bad for your postoperative recovery. Therefore, even if the beds in the inpatient department are tight, we have to find a way to arrange a room for you, preferably a single room. " Then he turned again and said to the people behind him, "go and clear up the storage room, and then move general o'shanina's bed."

Seeing that osimin is so enthusiastic, I can't beat his enthusiasm. So when he turned to ask for my opinions, I shrugged my shoulders and said, "Comrade osimin, since you are the president, I will obey your arrangement."

When I agreed to my arrangement, osimin's face showed a smile, and then he said to me in a deliberative tone: "Comrade General, it may take some time to set up your room. During this period of time, would you like to go to other places, such as my Dean's office? "

Bizikov, who had been sitting on the bed without saying a word, stood up and said to me, "Rita, didn't you just say you were going to see your wounded man? Anyway, there is still time. Let me accompany you to visit the wounded. "

Osimin glanced at bzikov's epaulets and asked cautiously, "Comrade Colonel, I don't know which wounded you are going to visit."

"Vasili, Vasili Zaitsev." After I gave the name of Vassili, I was deeply afraid that because there were too many patients and wounded in the hospital, osimin didn't know this person, and specially explained: "he is an excellent sniper. Because of his eye injury, he was treated in this hospital."

"Yes, yes, of course!" "How can I not know such a hero?" osimin replied. It's a coincidence that his ward is not far ahead. Let me take you there. "

Bezikov and I followed behind osimin, passing through a dozen beds in the corridor, lying patients or the wounded, and walked into a ward, which was densely packed with a dozen beds.

As soon as he entered the door, osimin stopped. When we came in, he pointed to the corner of the wall and said, "Comrade commander, Vassily's bed is by the wall."

I looked in the direction of his fingers. On a bed near the wall, there was a man in a hospital uniform, whose eyes were wrapped in white bandages. It should be Vassili, as osimin said.

I walked quickly to the bed, leaned down and asked tentatively, "is that Vassily?"

The man lying on the bed was stunned when he heard my voice. Then he stretched out his hands to the air and asked excitedly, "commander, commander, is that you?"

I grabbed Vassily's outstretched hands, and though I knew he couldn't see them, I still said with a smile, "yes, comrade Vassily, I come to see you on behalf of my comrades."

Listen to me, Vassily's mouth twitched violently and said in frustration: "Comrade commander, listen to the doctor, my eye injury is very serious. Even if it's cured, I can't be a sniper any more."

I looked at osirminin standing beside me. He nodded his head with understanding, indicating that everything Vassily said was accurate.

To tell you the truth, Vasili can no longer be a sniper, which is a pity for me. Seeing his dejected appearance, I quickly comforted him and said, "Comrade Vasili, although you can't continue to be a sniper, you can go to the Sniper School as a teacher after you are well injured, so that you can impart your sniper knowledge to more snipers. Although you have killed more than 300 Communist aggressors, the students you teach will be able to wipe out more enemies in the future. "

Under my persuasion, Vassily's mood was slightly calmed, but he still asked with half faith: "Comrade commander, are you true? When I get back to the army, can I really go to the Sniper School as a teacher? "

"Yes, yes, comrade Vassili." Seeing that his heart had not been completely untied, I continued: "of course what I said is true. However, I don't think you are in a stable mood today. It's not suitable to say too much. Take a rest, and I'll see you tomorrow. "

"Tomorrow, can you spare time?" When I said I was leaving, Vasili's mood became low again.

"Don't worry, Vassily." I patted him twice on the back of his hand and said, "I may have to stay in the hospital for a long time. I'll come to see you whenever I have time."

"What, you have to stay in the hospital for a long time?" Vassily listened to me and immediately asked with vigilance, "are you, are you also injured?"

In the face of Vassili, the initiator, I gave a wry smile, but still forced a cheerful reply: "there is no big problem, that is, there is something wrong with my eyes, which needs to be treated for a period of time. At present, the military hospitals in the city are full, so I have to live in this ordinary hospital temporarily. "

"What's wrong with your eyes?" Vasili asked with concern

"It's no big deal," I said lightly, fearing to increase his psychological burden. "It may be that I've been using my eyes too much recently, and I've been seeing things a little indistinctly, so I'll take the opportunity to come back to Moscow and have a look in the hospital. Well, have a good rest. Comrade president and I still have something to discuss. "

"Thank you, thank you, comrade commander!" Vassily held my hand tightly and said gratefully.

As we walked out of the ward and toward the dean's office, osiminin, who was walking beside me, suddenly talked and said, "Comrade General, if you are free, please go to enlighten Comrade Vasili more. Since he was injured and sent to the hospital, he has been in a very low mood and does not cooperate with our treatment, so the recovery of his eye injury is not ideal."

When I heard o'siminin's words, I could not help but clatter. Did Vasili's injury be serious? "Comrade president, please tell me the truth about Vassili's injury," he asked

Ossiminin slowed down and said to me solemnly: "Comrade Vasili's eye was scratched by the shrapnel of the mine. It's very serious. If he doesn't keep a happy mood and actively cooperate with our treatment, it is estimated that his eyes will be lost. "

"If a sniper doesn't have eyes, then he will suffer more than death." "Especially for a sniper like him, the situation will be even more serious," he said

With these words, he came to the dean's office of osimin unconsciously. After he asked us to sit down, he turned back and asked the doctor on duty who followed us, "how's bolev?"

The doctor on duty obviously didn't expect that the president would suddenly ask this question. For a moment, he didn't know how to answer it.

"Bolev," osimin repeated the name he had just said, and reminded him, "is the wounded man whose leg was injured who was sent from the countryside yesterday."

"I had an operation." The doctor on duty replied, "all the shrapnel on my legs have been taken out. After a week's rest, I can try to get out of bed and walk."

"How's the old lady in the first ward on the second floor?" Osimin then asked, "is it getting better?"

"Excuse me, are you talking about the old lady chekovna?" The doctor on duty asked tentatively.

"Exactly. I'm talking about her." "She often faints because of her long-term poor diet. As long as she has enough nutrition, her illness will be improved..." osimin said positively

Listening to osimin discussing his illness with his doctors, I can't help admiring him secretly. As the president of the hospital, he can remember so many patients and their diseases.

After the doctor on duty left, osimin sat down behind the table opposite us, picked up the case on the table, looked at it for a while, put down the case and said to me, "Comrade General, judging from Sergey's diagnosis, your situation is not optimistic. You need an operation immediately. However, for the sake of safety, it will take two days to observe before the operation. I will perform the operation myself. But in these two days, I suggest you stay in bed all the time, so as not to increase the area of retinal detachment

Osimin's performance just now makes me full of confidence in his medical skills, but what I want to know more is when I can return to normal work after the operation, so I asked cautiously: "Comrade president, I don't know how many days after the operation I can leave the hospital?"

"Generally, after the operation, the stitches can be removed in three days and discharged in seven days at most." He may have seen a relaxed expression on my face and immediately added: "but in three months, you can't exercise violently, otherwise the retina will fall off again." His words cooled my heart. I asked tentatively, "Comrade president, what do you mean by strenuous exercise?"“ Running and jumping are not allowed, let alone going to the front to fight. " "So in the next three months, you'll have to do some light work," osiminin said of the doctor's orders, just as he told ordinary patients Just as I was about to ask a few more questions, a nurse ran in from the door and loudly reported to osimin, "Dean, Comrade General's ward is ready." After listening to the nurse's report, o'siminin quickly asked me with a smile: "Comrade General, the ward is ready. Let's go and have a look?" The newly decorated ward has seven or eight square meters. There is only one symptom and a bedside table in it, so there is no room left. As soon as I entered the door, I smelled a pungent smell of disinfectant. Seeing that I was frowning, osimin quickly apologized and said, "I'm sorry, Comrade General. Because this room used to be a storage room, the comrades of the logistics department disinfected it with disinfectant when they were cleaning it." I waved my hand and said to him with a smile, "it's OK. Stay a little longer and you'll get used to the smell. Comrade president, it's none of your business here. Go and do your work. " As soon as ossiminin left, bzikov immediately came up to me and said, "Rita, I want to report to Marshal Zhukov about your hospitalization. And, to make sure you're safe, I'll have captain Yushchenko and them come over and set up sentries at your door. " I know that I must report such a big matter as my hospitalization to my superior. Since bezikov is willing to do it for me, I can't help it. As for asking Yushchenko to come to the hospital to be on guard, I thought it was a little too exciting and quickly objected: "Comrade Colonel, I'm in hospital here. There should be no danger. I don't think it's necessary to ask captain Yushchenko to come and stand guard." I didn't expect that bzikov said stubbornly, "no, if you are still a lieutenant commander or other rank, maybe you don't need soldiers to stand guard for you. But look at your epaulets. You are a general now. Your safety must be guaranteed, so I will arrange Yushchenko and them to protect your safety as soon as possible. "