Chapter 1015

Sitting on the bus to the hospital, I shook my head with a bitter smile. My heart said that I was really hard-working. Not long after I left the hospital, I had to go back to deal with such trivial things. But then again, if Vassili was not my valued subordinate, maybe I would not have made a special trip. Anyway, the military representative of that hospital was a lieutenant, and Yushchenko could handle the matter well.

As the car approached the gate of the hospital, I noticed that the two soldiers standing at the gate were acting abnormally. As soon as our car entered the gate, they came together and pointed in our direction, as if talking about something.

When I saw this scene in the rearview mirror, I asked Sergei, who was sitting beside me, discontentedly, "Comrade Sergei, why don't the two soldiers stick to their posts and get together to chat?"

Sergey turned to look at the gate, then shook his head, some helplessly said: "these are the soldiers sent to us by the garrison headquarters, the jurisdiction is in the military representative, our hospital has no right to intervene."

Our car stopped at the door of the inpatient department. Just as we were about to get off, we suddenly saw a group of soldiers running out of the outpatient building and rushing into the inpatient department through the open ground full of snow.

"What the hell is going on?" Yushchenko, who had just got off another jeep, came up to me and asked Sergei mistily, "Why are they so flustered?"

Sergey shook his head at first and said, equally puzzled, "I don't know. We should know that although these commanders and fighters are responsible for the safety of the hospital, they usually stay in the outpatient department and seldom come to the inpatient department. Is there really something serious? "

"Comrade captain, let's go in and have a look." With that, I took the lead in walking towards the building.

After entering the building, I immediately felt that it was in a mess. On the corridor, there were many patients in hospital uniform, talking about something. I went to the nearest patients and politely asked, "excuse me, what happened in the building?"

An elderly old man looked at me sideways, put his mouth on the ceiling, and said, "Comrade commander, it seems that there is something wrong with the ward on the second floor. There are a lot of soldiers in charge of hospital safety."

"Do you know what it is?" Yushchenko asked as soon as he finished.

The old man shook his head and replied, "I don't know that very well. The stairway is guarded by soldiers, so we ordinary people can't go up at all. "

Yushchenko, seeing that he could not find any valuable information from the old man's mouth, turned to look at me and waited for my next instruction. I looked at the stairway not far away and saw that there were several soldiers with weapons guarding. It seemed that there was something wrong with the second floor. So I waved my head and said to Yushchenko, "come on, comrade captain, let's go to the second floor and have a look."

When we came to the stairway, a guard soldier immediately raised his hand to stop us and politely said, "Comrade commander, I'm sorry, you can't go upstairs without the consent of the military representative."

"What did you say?" Hearing these words, Yushchenko, who was standing behind me, immediately burst out: "don't you see the rank of general clearly? Don't mention your military representatives. Even if your commander comes, he must obey her orders obediently. "

With that, he pushed the soldier aside, then turned to me and said, "Comrade General, please."

For Yushchenko's rude way of handling, I nodded with a smile. For this kind of people who don't know the current affairs, we should take some tough measures. Seeing me raise my leg, I went upstairs, followed by Dr. Sergey and Yushchenko.

When we came to the second floor, we saw that the patients crowded the place. Many of the patients standing on the outermost floor were still looking inside with their toes. Seeing this, I felt even more uneasy. I immediately told Yushchenko, "Captain, let these patients make way for us first."

Yushchenko agreed and pushed forward with several other guards. At the same time, he yelled, "comrades, please step aside, please step aside." As he said, he pushed forward. Several people forced me out of the crowd.

I walked a few steps along the passage and found something wrong. The place surrounded by the patients was Vassily's ward. Seeing several soldiers standing in a row hand in hand at the door, my heart could not help but thump. My heart said that Vassily had no problem?

I came to the front of the soldier's wall and asked solemnly, "Comrade soldier, what's the matter with you?"

The soldier I asked glanced at my epaulets and immediately straightened up and reported to me, "Comrade General, there is a wounded man who is going to commit suicide. The military representative and the president of the hospital are persuading him."

"What, is there a wounded person who wants to commit suicide?" I was startled by the soldier's reply, so I quickly told him, "let me have a look."

"Comrade General." The soldier's face showed a embarrassed expression, "it's too dangerous inside. The wounded has a gun in his hand. I'm afraid he will hurt you by mistake."

"Go away." Yushchenko didn't talk to the soldiers either. He grabbed his collar and pulled him aside, opening a gap for me.

After I came into the ward with curiosity, I was immediately shocked by the scene in front of me. Vasili Zaitsev, whose eyes were still covered with gauze, was sitting on his own bed, waving a pistol in his hand, and exclaiming excitedly, "go away, you all go away! Even if I die, I won't let you take off my eyeballs. " As he yelled, the gun in his hand stood against his temple for a while, and then pointed to the others in the room according to his own feeling.

In the room, he was confronted by more than a dozen armed soldiers. Their rifles and submachine guns pointed at Vasili. It seems that as soon as they find something wrong, they will shoot immediately. The two closest to Vassily's bed were president osimin, and the other was a lieutenant, who should have been the military representative mentioned by Sergei.

I raised my hand and pressed down the muzzle of a rifle beside me. At the same time, I said in a loud voice, "what are you doing? Who gives you the right to point your muzzle at a hero who has made outstanding achievements in war? All of you. At my command, put down your guns. "

Hearing my voice, the soldiers with guns looked at each other, but no one lowered the muzzle. And the military representative standing in front of me also looked back at me curiously. At this moment, osimin came close to his ear and said a few words quickly.

After hearing o'siminin's introduction, the military representative quickly raised his hand, waved it quickly, and then ordered his subordinates loudly: "you're deaf. Didn't you hear the general's order? Put down your guns. "

O'siminin trotted all the way to me, looked at Sergey standing behind me, then leaned forward slightly and asked in a flattering way, "Comrade General, why are you here? You should know that although the wound on your eye has been removed, it will take a long time to recuperate. You run around like this every day, which is very bad for your recovery. "

Seeing Vassili, who was still excited, I asked coldly, "Comrade president, can I ask what's going on here?"

Without waiting for osimin to speak, the military representative came up to me, raised his hand and politely asked, "can you report, Comrade General?"

"Well, comrade lieutenant, go ahead." In order to prevent him from talking nonsense for a long time, I specifically told him: "tell me in the shortest words, what's going on here?"

After looking at Vasili, the military representative replied honestly, "Comrade General, when I checked the case of Vasili today, I found that the injury of his eye was deteriorating, so I discussed with the president to remove one of his eyeballs. Who knows this news does not know how to be known by Vassili himself, so it is noisy. " At this point, he spread his hands, "in order to ensure the safety of other patients in the hospital, I can only take some special measures."

"Comrade president." After listening to the Lieutenant's report, I just nodded noncommittally, and then asked osimin, "do you really need to remove Comrade Vassily's eyeball? You know, for a good sniper, it's psychologically unacceptable to be blind. "

"But Comrade General," osimin said with some embarrassment, "according to the immediate situation, comrade Vasili's right eye is seriously infected. If the sick eye is not removed in time, the relatively intact left eye will also be affected."

For these medical matters, I am totally layman, so I can't help hesitating when I hear o'siminin say so. I turned and asked Sergei, "Comrade Sergei, is Comrade President right?"

"Yes, Comrade General." Sergei first echoed osimin's opinion, and then took the initiative to talk about his own opinion: "but it's not the worst yet, there's still room for recovery. I'm going to do another operation for him tomorrow to clean up the abscess in his eyeball and try my best to ensure that he won't be blind. "

O'siminin, listening to Sergei's words, just gave him a cold look, but said nothing. However, the military representative was a little dispirited and said, "Comrade General, I think we should follow Comrade president's diagnosis and perform enucleation for Comrade Vasili."

To the military representative who broke in suddenly, I asked discontentedly, "Comrade lieutenant, how many years have you been in the army?"

The military representative obviously didn't expect that I would ask him this question suddenly. After a short silence, he replied loudly: "report to general, I have been in the army for four years. He once participated in the war of liberating Poland and smashing the invasion of Leningrad by the Finnish White army, and has rich combat experience... "

"Comrade lieutenant, I'm not interested in your fighting experience." Before the military representative finished, I cut him off and asked, "what was your occupation before you joined the army?"

Some military representatives in a hurry replied, "before joining the army, I worked in the Kirov factory in Leningrad. I was a Miller, a four level Miller."

"Miller, it turned out to be a mechanic." After I repeated his previous career, I said angrily, "since you were not a doctor before, what right do you have to ask about the treatment of patients?"

"Comrade General," the military representative said wrongly, "but I am the military representative of the hospital." I heard from his voice out of the picture that he wanted to explain that since he was the military representative in charge of the hospital, he had the right to intervene in all affairs of the hospital.

After a heavy snort, I said impolitely, "Comrade lieutenant, please make it clear. As the military representative of the hospital, your main task is to ensure the safety of the hospital, not to interfere with the doctor's treatment plan. The layman is not qualified to command the expert. Do you understand? " I deliberately accentuated my last sentence. The military representative blushed with shame at my accusation. Although he wanted to refute it, he saw that my rank was much higher than his, so he had no choice but to agree: "yes, Comrade General. I remember that my job is to be responsible for the safety of the hospital, not to interfere with the doctor's treatment plan I was worried that Vassily's mood would be unstable if they continued to stay here, so I waved to the army representative and said, "Comrade lieutenant, there's nothing wrong here. You and your subordinates should leave first."“ But, Comrade General. " The military representative looked back at Vasili once more and said nervously, "this wounded man has a gun in his hand. I'm afraid he will pose a threat to your safety."“ You think too much. "Seeing that he didn't want to leave, I explained to him in a hurry:" this wounded man is my subordinate. He is very familiar with me and will not pose any threat to me. You'd better take your men and leave first. " Seeing my resolute attitude, the military representative did not insist either. After saluting me, he left the ward with more than a dozen of his subordinates. After I, osimin, Sergei, Yushchenko and a few guards were left in the room, I walked forward carefully, stopped two or three meters away from Vassily and said to him, "Vassily, I'm oshanina! Can you hear me? " Perhaps hearing that most of the people in the room had left, Vasili's mood became more stable. He listened sideways and asked tentatively, "Comrade commander, is that you?"“ Yes, it's me. " Seeing that he slowly put down his pistol, I quickly stepped forward, went to the bedside and sat down next to him. As he gently snatched the pistol from his hand, he said, "Comrade Vassily, why are you so impulsive. This gun is used to hit the enemy, not to threaten one's comrades or to end one's life. "“ Comrade commander, I don't want to. But, "Vassily's voice choked when he heard me say this," but they're going to have surgery to remove my eyeballs and make me blind. A sniper becomes blind. What's the point? Let me die. "