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In fact, Shulka was able to get out of bed and walk from the very beginning, but Andreusa insisted on not letting the wound rupture. In order to prevent Shulka from turning over unconsciously when she fell asleep, she also used several ridiculous wooden frames to hold Shulka. Shulka's head and shoulders were fixed, which made Shulka feel very awkward.

   However, as a patient, Shulka thinks that it is better for him to obediently listen to the doctor and nurse's arrangements. This is a place where there is no need or need to be a hero.

So let Andryusa change the gauze and take medicine for Shulka, during which Dr. Anatoly came twice, and he said to Shulka: "The wound is recovering well, Comrade Shulka, but I think you You should continue to stay in the hospital for observation for a period of time, your situation is not suitable for going to the battlefield immediately!"

  This is the most pleasant thing for a wounded person to hear.

  But Shuerka believes that if other people recovered to Shuerka's level, they would have been kicked out of the hospital long ago, at least they would not have stayed in this single ward for special care.

  Although the ward is very comfortable, Shulka has not been lying in bed for two consecutive days like this for a long time.

  So, when Andryusa told Shulka to get out of bed, Shulka immediately rolled over from the bed.

   "You should slow down, Comrade Shulka!" Andriusa warned: "I think you don't want me to go back on my word!"

   "Yes, Comrade Andryusha!" Shulka replied.

  In fact, he knew right away that he was wrong, because the moment he got up, there was a stabbing pain in the back of his neck and dizziness in his head.

   There is actually nowhere to go in the hospital, the temperature outside is very low, and Shulka can feel the freezing cold outside through the window.

  Shuerka can only walk between the aisle and upstairs and downstairs. When passing the ward, the wounded on both sides will always stand up to greet Shuerka and cast respectful and envious eyes on Shurka.

  Of course, quite a few of them were unable to stand up, and some patients were even unconscious.

  Although Shuerka didn't want to admit it, this walk didn't make Shuerka feel better, but instead gave him a sense of depression.

   On the one hand, because he was surrounded by wounded people, and quite a few of them were seriously wounded, the air was full of sadness, despair, and helplessness.

   On the other hand, seeing those wounded who were much more seriously injured than Shuerka crowded together made Shuerka feel guilty.

  Especially after one thing happened...

   "Comrade Shulka!" Just as Shulka was about to walk back to the ward, Dr. Anatoly leaned out from the door of a ward and stopped him: "Can you come over and do me a favor?"

   "Of course, doctor!" Shulka replied as he walked up.

But soon Shulka became nervous, because he found out that this ward was actually an operating room... He saw a horrible scene, a wooden barrel in the corner was full of residual limbs or a blurry part. flesh.

Although Shulka has been on the battlefield for a long time, it can even be said that he crawled out of the dead... Before he was injured, he got out of the German corpses, but in this environment, seeing the amputated and piled up one by one Remnants and organs still feel chilly.

  In the middle of the ward lay a wounded man, who seemed to have just been transferred from another place, and was in a semi-conscious state. Dr. Anatoly and several nurses seemed to be preparing to operate on him.

   Sure enough, Dr. Anatoly put on his gloves and said to Shulka: "I need you and the nurses to hold him down, Comrade Shulka!"

   "Hold him? Amputation?"

"Yes!" Dr. Anatoly picked up the scissors and skillfully cut open the bandaged pants of the wounded, explaining: "He has been delayed on the road for too long, his leg is necrotic, and I must cut it off immediately... "

   "You mean to cut off from the wound?" Shulka looked at the wound with some horror. It was in the thigh, which meant that the whole leg had to be cut off.

   "Yes!" Dr. Anatoly replied calmly: "We don't have enough manpower. I'm worried that they won't be able to overwhelm the wounded. This will cause danger to the operation, understand?"

   "Yes, Doctor Anatole!"

   "Do you have no questions?" Doctor Anatoly asked again, stopping what he was doing and looking at Shulka, as if waiting for Shulka's answer.

  This has two meanings:

  One is whether Shulka can bear it psychologically... It is one thing to get off the battlefield, but another thing to watch the amputation.

  Second, Anatoly was worried about whether Shulka's body had recovered enough to "help".

   "No problem!" Shulka replied.

  Actually, Shulka wasn't sure if he was competent, but at this moment he should have no hesitation, because the life of the soldier in front of him was in his hands.

   "Very good!" Anatole replied, and then ordered the nurse to tie the wounded man to the operating table.

   "What are you going to do?" At this moment, the wounded man opened his eyes. He looked at the nurse who was binding his hands and feet in a daze, and shouted, "Let me go!"

   "We have to amputate your leg, boy!" Doctor Anatole told him very bluntly.

   "No, you can't do this!" the wounded man shouted.

  Dr. Anatoly ignored the wounded, he raised his head towards the table behind Shulka, and said, "Vortega!"

  Shuerka took Watga knowingly and handed it over.

   "No!" Dr. Anatole frowned and said, "Give him..."

  So Shulka understood that this Vodka was not used by Dr. Anatole to disinfect or wake up the wound, but to intoxicate the wounded or use it as an anesthetic.

   Shulka trembled inwardly.

  The operation on his neck was done with anesthesia, but this wounded man had to use Vodka when it was time for amputation.

   But of course this was not the time to discuss this matter. Shulka handed the bottle to the wounded and said: "Come on, comrade! This will make you feel better!"

   "No, stay away from me!" The wounded cried loudly, "I won't allow you to hold my leg..."

   "You will die!" Shulka said.

   "Then I'll die!" The wounded replied: "Without legs, what's the point of being alive?"

"Listen!" Shulka grabbed the wounded man by the neck and roared at him: "It may be easy to want to die, but it is not easy to live. It depends on whether you choose to escape or face it bravely. If you choose If you are a coward, no one will stop you!"

  At that moment, the operating room suddenly fell silent, and even the wounded were stunned.

   "Do you know who he is?" said Dr. Anatoly. "In front of you is Comrade Shulka. I think you must have heard his name!"

  (end of this chapter)