Chapter 42

"Comrade Su Mian, please say, we will do it." if Wu Feng still doubted Su Mian's ability a few hours ago, now he chose to believe her, thinking that he saw a kind of perseverance unique to soldiers in Su Mian's eyes.

"First, isolate all the patients. Second, bury their vomit and urine deeply. Third, from now on, don't eat cold food, don't drink raw water, and heat all the food. Fourth, pay attention to personal hygiene and wash hands frequently."

Wu Feng wrote it down one by one.

"Instructor, you've finally come back. Xiao Zhang's condition has deteriorated. I'm afraid he can't stand it." a little soldier weakly ran to Wu Feng and covered his stomach while running.

"Where is it? Take me there." Su Mian said and followed the little soldier into the tent.

Xiao Zhang was one of the first three people to get sick. When Su Mian came in, Xiao Zhang was confused. His arms were in front of his eyes, he was extremely afraid of light, his neck was very straight, and he was strong and straight in medicine.

Norovirus is generally not fatal, but there are special cases.

Su Mian immediately checked Xiao Zhang. His situation was serious. Su Mian gave him an infusion to prevent him from further dehydration.

Su Mian checked several other soldiers who were seriously ill. Their condition was basically the same, vomiting and diarrhea, accompanied by fever and headache.

After understanding the situation, Su Mian extracted the serum of the injured, and she wanted to further analyze their pathology.

After a busy night, it was already more than 6:00 a.m. to deal with all the patients. Su Mian came out of the tent, and Su Jinlong came out with the medicine box on his back.

"One, two, three, four, one, two, three, four." loud shouts rang through the whole station.

"What a look!" Su Jinlong immediately widened his eyes and saw a group of people's Liberation Army running in with neat steps from outside the station.

Wei Zhenhui strode to Wu Feng and a platoon leader. "How's it going? Has the miracle doctor been invited?"

At the thought of Su Mian, the platoon leader still blushed and blushed, "company commander, are the girls in your hometown so smart?"

Wei Zhenhui was stunned and obviously didn't understand what he meant.

Wu Feng knew the careful thinking of a platoon leader. The boy wanted to marry his daughter-in-law this year. He kicked him on the ass, "smelly boy, what you answered is not what you asked. You think your daughter-in-law is crazy!"

Several platoon leaders nearby also booed. They had heard that the miracle doctor and the company commander were from the same village. They were beautiful. The little soldier she had seen sick looked at the miracle doctor and most of them were cured.

Wu Feng turned around and just saw Su Mian coming out of the tent. The girl has been busy since last night. She has no food to eat and is not tired at all. Her perseverance is no worse than that of their soldiers.

He pointed, "that girl is Su Mian, the great doctor of Su."

Wei Zhenhui followed the direction of his fingers and saw Su Mian in a white coat.

Xu is wearing cotton padded clothes and trousers. The white coat is tightly stretched outside, which makes him look a little bloated, but the people inside the white coat are rarely beautiful.

Oval face, round eyes, clear and bright, 18-year-old Su Mian, just like a budding peony, is as beautiful as a flame and soul stirring.

Wei Zhenhui breathed and felt that the people in front of him were familiar, but he didn't remember where he had met.

At this time, Su Mian also saw Wei Zhenhui, who was more than ten meters away from her. The man was tall and straight, his eyes were firm, cold and sharp, as when he first saw him.

Tears poured out uncontrollably, and bursts of distressing pain came from her heart. Su Mian saw clearly through the water mist. The man in front of her was really Wei Zhenhui.

Wei Zhenhui, what she saw at this time was the living Wei Zhenhui, the accessible Wei Zhenhui, the Wei Zhenhui she had complained, hated and loved for 30 years.