Chapter 2372

Mo Jinlan looked at the table full of ordinary meals that were not exquisite, and lost his appetite.

She looked at Mo Lingwei who was sitting opposite, but she saw that she was picking up pig's blood tofu and feeding it to her mouth as if nothing happened.

Seeing the pig's blood and tofu mixed together, Mo Jinlan's mind was filled with the bloody wounds of the patient just now.

She couldn't bear it anymore, threw away the bowls and chopsticks, rushed out the door, lay on the corner of the wall and retched non-stop.

Seeing this, Mo Lingwei poured a glass of warm water, stood up, and held it in front of her: "Drink some water and press it."

Mo Jinlan's tears welled up, she looked at Mo Lingwei with tears in her eyes, and asked, "You've had surgery all morning, how do you act like nothing happened, and you can still eat?"

Mo Lingwei looked at her firmly: "If I can't eat, I won't have the energy to treat more injuries in the afternoon. Compared with those who have been seriously injured, what is eating?"

A mocking smile appeared on Mo Lingwei's face: "When my sister-in-law and my second brother fell off the cliff, I stayed with my brother in the Mo family's camp for two years, eating and living with Uncle Li's daughter.

At that time, the battle between the Mo family and the Si family was very fierce, your mother was locked in the bedroom, and she did not forget to secretly use birds to inform the outside world, and she was in cahoots with the enemy.

During that time, I faced more injuries and illnesses every day than I do today.

Do you know how miserable those people are?

When they were brought in, some died before they even had time to say a word.

It's good that these people die quickly, at least they don't have to continue to endure those painful tortures, but there are still some seriously injured patients, they are dying from pain.

When we had no time to treat them, we could only watch their cries for help fade away and die in front of us...

Do you know what that feels like? "

Mentioning this, Mo Lingwei's thin body trembled slightly, and her voice was shrill: "I watched so much, I was so hungry, and in the end, I was standing by the stretcher, looking at the wounded patients, picking up a few things indiscriminately." Eat food, fill your stomach, and continue to race against time to complete the operation...

Jinlan, I was studying abroad in the West. When I first came into contact with human anatomy, I was so frightened that I couldn’t eat or sleep for days and nights...

If you see too much, you will become numb. The only thing you can do is to adjust your mentality, improve your medical skills, and compete with death. There is no other way. "

Mo Lingwei stuffed the cup into Mo Jinlan's hand, turned around and walked to the hall: "Drink it, come in to eat when your stomach is better, I will leave some white rice for you."

Mo Jinlan: "..."

She opened her mouth, not knowing what to say. Holding the cup, she took a sip of water, but tears burst out suddenly.

After Mo Lingwei quickly finished her meal and went to see Xiu'er who was playing with the guards, Mo Lingwei went to the infirmary again.

Originally thought that Mo Jinlan would not come over, but unexpectedly, Mo Jinlan was still standing behind her.

For three whole days, apart from sleeping for four or five hours at night, Mo Lingwei was mostly in the infirmary.

Feng Shaojin occasionally went to the infirmary, standing at the window and staring at her slender back.

He didn't bother her and didn't interfere with her.

Just silently thinking, she was so busy in the Mohist army's camp, how did she survive those days?

She was clearly a weak and weak woman, but at a critical moment, she burst out with such great energy.

This kind of high-intensity surgery is unbearable for many men, but she has no complaints.

After almost all the injured were healed, Feng Shaojin decided to send her back to another hospital...