1890 King of Southeast Asia

"Name, position, who organized the resistance in Jerusalem?" Yun Zhongying walked into the temporary field hospital with the support of everyone.

Iztok was lying on the bed in the hospital operating room at this time. His legs below the calves were bloody and destroyed directly. Even the best doctors could only shake their heads.

There were also many bruises or abrasions on the torso and thighs. Although the problem was not serious, it looked very miserable.

"Despicable Chinese people! I will never tell you even if I die. You pagans, if you have the ability to kill me! Allah will punish you!" Iztok was given painkillers, and the doctor stopped his bleeding. He looked in good spirits.

Yun Zhongying frowned and looked at the doctor.

"The patient's condition is very bad. His calves were smashed into a pool of mud. His body was bleeding a lot. The body lost too much blood. If you want to save him, you have to consume a lot of resources." The doctor said while raising his glasses with his right hand.

If you want to say who has the coldest heart on the battlefield, it must be the doctor.

For those high-ranking figures, the lives of soldiers are just a number, but this does not mean that they are cold-blooded. If a few corpses are placed in front of them, they will also be afraid and disgusted.

And field doctors, due to their profession, will witness the death of countless lives with their own eyes, and can also hear the wailing that others will never hear in a lifetime in one day.

As the chief surgeon of the division field hospital, he has personally performed thousands of operations, and a considerable number of people have remained on the operating table forever. It is not that his medical skills are not good, but that resources are insufficient.

Even if China improves its logistics support capabilities as much as possible, medical resources cannot be guaranteed. It is not that there are not enough, but that it is difficult to transport and store.

Drugs are easily contaminated during transportation, especially during wartime, when the situation is complicated.

There is also the most scarce medical supplies in field hospitals - blood.

Because blood requires extremely high storage conditions, it will be contaminated or deteriorated if it is not careful, which is particularly obvious in the hot Arab region.

Refrigeration requires a lot of electricity, and the equipment required for sufficient storage is large and unreliable, so the stored blood cannot be effectively transported to the front line.

Among the injuries caused by war, 80% are accompanied by severe bleeding, especially those involving surgical operations, which require blood transfusion.

Because of the low efficiency of blood transportation, the blood that can be supplied to doctors can only be prepared on site, that is, queuing for blood drawing.

The amount of blood that can be drawn from a person, especially a soldier, in a short period of time is limited. Theoretically, drawing 400 ml will not affect a soldier with a strong physique, but a soldier must maintain his combat capability, so he cannot draw so much.

Under normal circumstances, blood drawing cannot exceed 200 ml, and cannot exceed 100 ml in critical combat situations, unless the battle situation is not so intense and there are sufficient reserve troops, 200 ml or even more can be drawn.

The doctor was reluctant to use the precious blood to treat Iztok, an Arab who looked very wealthy, because in the previous conflict, more than 100 Chinese soldiers had casualties and needed blood.

More than 100 people, even if each person only needs 200 ml, then 2,300 people's blood must be drawn. Everyone knows that blood is typed, and it is time-consuming and laborious to collect enough blood.

"Tell him that if he is not valuable enough, we will not save him." Yun Zhongying nodded after hearing the doctor's words, and turned to the translator.

Although the field hospital follows the combat troops, it is actually not under the jurisdiction of the combat troops, but directly under the Logistics Department of the General Staff, and is managed by the theater command.

The doctor refused Yun Zhongying, and Yun Zhongying could of course force him to do so, but for an unidentified Muslim who may be a wealthy family, this is obviously unnecessary.

As for asking someone else, Iztok is already the highest-ranking living and intact local person that the Chinese soldiers can find.

Because the three religious leaders gathered the believers to prepare for the rebellion, the middle and high-level people gathered very densely, and other religious leaders who were dressed differently from ordinary people could only find some strips of cloth or fragments.

"Tell me your ability and status. If you are not valuable enough, we will not use precious medical resources to treat you." The translator said to Iztok indifferently.

Iztok's ferocious face suddenly froze, and he looked down at his condition. His calf was already...

"Ah!!"

"No! You must save me! I am the elder, I am valuable, I know everything in the city, and the believers in the city listen to me!"

"Save me quickly! Can't you see that my leg is bleeding? I am the elder, I have money, I have a lot of money! I can also make them lay down their weapons!"

Iztok looked at the blood slowly flowing out of his calf, as if he felt the life flowing out with the blood, and his whole body became more and more weak.

"Commander, he said he is the elder of Islam and can command everyone in the city." The translator said to Yun Zhongying with a gloomy face.

After the translator finished speaking, the faces of everyone in the ward became gloomy, especially Yun Zhongying and the doctor.

"Commander Yun, this is the culprit of the casualties of the soldiers. I still have an operation to do. That is a 19-year-old child. Excuse me." The doctor turned his face and prepared to leave.

When he walked to the door, he was affected by his professional duty and stopped.

"Xiao Kai, you stay and cooperate with Master Yun. You must do your best to save the patients. This is your internship assignment." The doctor said to the youngest doctor behind him.

"Ah?! What? Teacher, I can't do it. I've only been here for half a month, and I haven't even graduated yet. I haven't finished the operation class yet. I can't..." Intern doctor Zhou Kai looked at the attending doctor's eyes, and his voice became smaller and smaller.

"Don't be nervous. The result will not affect your final evaluation. But after the matter is over, you have to write me a review, which contains how much you have learned from it." The attending doctor patted Zhou Kai on the shoulder, then turned around and led a group of people out of the ward.

"I...this...teacher...I can't do it. I even have trembling hands when dissecting a frog. How can I go on the operating table..." Zhou Kai looked at a loss. He looked at the doctor's back, then looked at Iztok, and finally looked at Yun Zhongying.

Yun Zhongying's face twitched, but he had no choice. This doctor has a long experience and many students all over the world. He also has a "legitimate reason" not to stay.

"Tell him that the doctor has gone to prepare the surgical instruments. If he can provide enough valuable information, we will treat him."

"By the way, we have to tell him that the doctor just now is the best surgeon in China and can definitely save his life."

Yun Zhongying glanced at Zhou Kai, was silent for a long time, and finally turned to the translator.

The translator told Iztok what Yun Zhongying said. Iztok was very excited and immediately began to pour out the contents of his stomach.

"This matter was completely instigated by the Jews..."

"The Muslims are the victims..."

"I was deceived by the Jews and Christians, these despicable guys..."

Iztok did not tell the whole story, but picked out some of them. He knew that Freud had no good intentions, but he was also blinded by power.

If this kind of thing was said, he didn't believe he could still survive.

He knew that this might not satisfy the Chinese, but he had a trump card-he was the elder with a deep reputation, and he could command the Muslims in the city.

This is also what he has been emphasizing.

He believed that the Chinese would definitely be tempted.

Yun Zhongying was indeed tempted for a moment. With Iztok's help, there would be much less resistance in the city, and it would be easier to control the city.

But it was only for a moment.

The most skilled attending doctor was unwilling to save him. Even if he could be persuaded by the reason of reducing casualties, the doctor should have started the next operation now and would not come immediately.

Yun Zhongying was not sure how long an operation would take, but it was normal for a surgical operation to take an hour, and troublesome problems might take several hours.

Iztok did not look like he could wait so long now, and Yun Zhongying was unwilling to gamble.

The second was that Iztok could order the Muslims to lay down their arms and surrender. With such prestige, he could help the Chinese control Jerusalem.

But did it also mean that he could let these people pick up weapons again at any time?

Iztok's legs were smashed by the collapsed city wall fired by the artillery of the Chinese Empire. How could he not hate China? Yun Zhongying did not believe it.

"Xiao Kai, right? Is there any way to get him to tell us the information we want to hear?" Yun Zhongying looked around and saw that they were all people who only knew military affairs, and turned to look at Zhou Kai.

"Well... yes! That is..." Zhou Kai thought about it, nodded heavily, and looked at Iztok worriedly.

Iztok's face had become a little pale, which was a sign of excessive blood loss.

"Go ahead, as long as we can get him to talk and he doesn't die before we get the information we want to know."

Yun Zhongying saw Zhou Kai's hesitation, thought for a while and added,

"If anything happens, I will explain it to your teacher. It's not your fault and it won't affect your studies."

Zhou Kai gritted his teeth and turned his head away from Iztok:

"There is only one way, use controlled anesthetics to temporarily put him in a state where he can't control his consciousness."

"But his current condition is very bad. If anesthetics are used, it will speed up his heartbeat, increase blood vessel tension, speed up blood circulation, and may cause heavy bleeding in a short period of time."

"If he is like this, once anesthetics are used, he may..."

"But we can ask questions while performing the operation. I'm not sure about the operation, but I can still stop the bleeding simply." Zhou Kai didn't dare to look at Iztok's eyes, even though Iztok didn't understand what he was saying at all.

There are also particularities in stopping bleeding during surgical operations. The stopping time of bleeding in many parts cannot be too long, otherwise it will cause limb or organ necrosis.

Frequent replacement of hemostatic forceps can also cause blood vessels to rupture, so a simple hemostasis also tests the doctor's vision and experience, but he has no experience.

However, if he does not consider the consequences of organ failure and limb necrosis, he can still stop bleeding.

"Then do it!" Yun Zhongying nodded, deciding Iztok's fate.

The so-called anesthetic is actually a controlled drug. This drug can be used to treat diseases, but it has strong side effects. For example, opium is actually a kind of medicinal material.

Anesthetics are also extracted from opium. Unlike analgesic morphine, its analgesic effect and addictiveness are several times stronger than morphine. It also has a strong hallucinogenic ability and is a strictly controlled drug.

It is a drug that can only be used during surgery.

The reduced amount of clear and transparent liquid was pushed into Iztok's body. As time passed, Iztok's muscles began to relax.

Ten minutes later, Zhou Kai opened Iztok's eyelids, and his pupils became dilated.

"Hello."

"Hello!"

Zhou Kai made a fan in front of Iztock's eyes.

"You try 1 try, it's almost okay." Zhou Kai said to the translator.

"What's your name." The translator stepped forward and asked tenderly in Iztok's ear.

"Aresaa Ali ... Iztock." When he heard the voice, Iztock murmured subconsciously.

At this time, Iztok had fallen into a beautiful hallucination. In the illusion, he successfully saved Jerusalem and became the hero of the Islamic world.

Then the war was over, the Ottoman Empire won. Because he kept Jerusalem, he became the elder second only to Sudan, and he was full of reputation in the whole world.

After that, he recovered the two holy places in Micro and McGrady, and prestige was 1 o'clock.

With the prestige of the Holy Land, he became Harry, and led the entire Ottoman Empire to conquer the world.

In the end, he sprinkled Allah's Rongguang to every corner of the world, and the entire world was occupied by Islam.

Because of his huge credit, after his death, he successfully promoted heaven, and Ala personally met him, and placed him with him, always accompanied by left and right.

What kind of food and exquisite buildings, dozens of virgins, these basic operations are a lot.

"Master, he can't do it, the blood left is too fast, the blood vessels have ruptured, and the blood loss has exceeded 300 ml. In addition, the previous ..." Zhou Kaiman's hand was blood, and he said anxiously to Yun Zhongying.

Yun Zhongying has almost made the question that he wants to ask at this time. It was unexpected. This incident was really not determined by Islam. They were at most the provocative executors.

However, what they did had irritated Yun Zhongying, and the Islamians in the city could not escape.

"That Freud, where is he and where is his home." After hearing Zhou Kai's words, Yun Zhongying asked the last question.

"In ... 6th Street, those humble pagans are not worthy of staying with the noble Islam in one area ..." Iztock suddenly tightened his pupils and restored his consciousness.

"Kill them! Killing the damn Jews, don't believe that every 1 sentence of humble Jews, they are full of lies in their mouths!"

Iztok stared at Yun Zhongying and said flushed.

After the translation told Yun Zhongying's words, Yun Zhongying nodded expressionlessly.

"They will go down to accompany you, so people who have hostile to the 6th Army of the Huaxia Empire will go down to accompany you."

After Yun Zhongying finished speaking, he turned to look at Zhou Kai, who was still struggling with the hemostatic pliers.

"He will give it to you. If you can save it, you will be saved 1.

"Yes!" Zhou Kai stood up subconsciously, and then found that he was holding an antibody with hematopoietic and a blood vessels on the hemostatic pliers.

He brought out Eztock's blood vessels 1 part.

"Ah!" After Zhou Kai realized, he hurried back to Iztoc.

"Scratching blood!"

"Bleeding, where is the position of bleeding, where is it, why can't you find it?"

"Surgery knife, I want to cut part of the 1st part to find the bleeding position."

"What is the heart rate of the patient? Taking 1 adrenaline ..."

Zhou Kai tried to save Iztock's life in a hurry. Yun Zhongying shook his head and turned away, lest where he could not hinder his feet.

Before leaving, you can still hear Zhou Kai's self -talk: "No, adrenaline is more expensive, fight ..."

Before leaving the ward, Yun Zhongying looked at Iztoc, and saw Iztock with a desperate eyes, watching Zhou Kai holding a knife on his leg.

"Smart doctor ... really horrible." Yun Zhongying shook his head and left the hospital.

"Order, 3, 10 and 9 regiments moved to the 6th Street, grabbing the Jews on the 6th street ... everyone." One and a half of the order, Yun Zhongying suddenly remembered that the soldiers did not know how to distinguish the Jews.

Even if he did not know the same faces, how did they distinguish the Jews.

"yes!"

..............

6 Street.

"Class 1, knock out the clock tower, the two cliffs in the 2 class, and the 3 class goes in to search with me and cover each other."

Lieutenant Colonel is full of dust, bandage bandage in the lower part of the right chest, and the combination of blood and dust to dye it into black.

Bang!

"Raise your hand! Do not kill!"

Lieutenant Colonel shot at the door lock, then kicked the door, rushed in with the rifle, shouting loudly.

The language is not unreasonable. The Jews in the house can't understand what this dusty Chinese man says, but there are two languages ​​in the world who are thinking about, one is money and one is a fist.

The bayonet on the rifle holding by the lieutenant colonel also has no coagulated blood, obviously his fist is relatively large.

The Jews in the room saw that the Lieutenant Colonel did not shoot at the first time, nor did they kill them with bayonet, and immediately gave it to buy a fate.

1 gold and silver jewelry and jewelery, 1 small box gold and silver coin, and 1 flowers and green banknotes.

"Lying on the ground! Lying down! Hold your heads with your head!" When the Lieutenant Colonel saw that they did not resist, the road was made, and the muzzle pointed at them to the ground.

They lay on the ground very much. Outside the room, the soldiers in the third class left their hands to hang the grenade and rushed in with a gun.

"The sedential pile was piled up first, and two people were tied to them.

The lieutenant colonel put down his gun, took out a crumpled cigarette from his pocket and lit it, then left two people behind and took the others to the next one.

"Damn, these people are really rich, that pile is worth at least several thousand..." The lieutenant colonel shook his head and took a deep puff of the cigarette.

"Captain, Floyd has been caught, can he take the blame?" The second squad leader suddenly jumped out...

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