The blood of the Anti-Japanese War stained the mountains and rivers

Not only is Zhang Hongying beautiful, but she has also saved many lives. She is very grateful to these wounded soldiers. Every time she goes to a tent, there will be a commotion, and the voice of thanks is endless.

Although exhausted, Zhang Hongying was also very happy to see the wounded soldiers gradually recovering.

"Sister-in-law, we are here to see you coming!"

Just as Zhang Hongying finished inspecting a tent, a loud voice came from the door of the tent.

Zhang Hongying looked head-on, and Hu Zi, with bullet boxes hanging on his waist, was standing excitedly at the door.

Those wounded soldiers and medical soldiers all looked sideways and began to discuss in low voices, and Zhang Hongying blushed suddenly being accepted as his sister-in-law in public.

"Go ahead, I'll go out for a while."

Zhang Hongying handed the inspection book to a medical soldier, gouged out a look at Huzi standing at the door, and dragged him out of the tent.

Chapter 599 Happiness in the smoke

As soon as Zhang Hongying went out, she saw Yang Ling standing there waiting in a neat uniform. Yang Ling was looking at her with a faint smile.

Seeing that Yang Ling came back intact, Zhang Hongying's heart was finally relieved, and she was happy, but thinking that Yang Ling had come to see her for so long, her face was full of resentment.

"Sister-in-law, where is the group seat?"

Seeing Zhang Hongying standing there staring blankly at Yang Ling but not going over, biting her lips tightly and not speaking, Huzi reminded him naively.

Seeing Huzi standing there, Yang Ling ordered, "Huzi, take your things to see the blacksmith first, and I'll go there later."

The blacksmiths were injured and sent to the hospital when they were fighting in Minshan. Yang Ling came here this time not only to see Zhang Hongying, but also to see how his old brother was recovering.

After all, most of the troops are now recruits, and their combat effectiveness is not strong. There is an urgent need for them veterans with rich combat experience to go back to supplement the strength of officers at the grassroots level.

"Tuan Zuo, but I'm leaving, who will protect your safety?" Hu Zi said in embarrassment.

Yang Ling smiled wryly when he saw the naive tiger, and pointed to the busy doctors and wounded soldiers basking in the sun, and said, "We are all our own people here, and there are no enemies. You protect the safety of that door, and quickly take your things with you." Go and see the blacksmiths, this is an order."

"Platoon leader, listen to the group seat and let's go."

Seeing that Huzi hadn't reacted yet, the brothers who were carrying food and medicine hurriedly pulled Huzi away.

"Tuan Zuo, then I'm leaving. I'll be right there. I won't go far." Huzi was still worried about Yang Ling's safety, and said turning his head every step of the way.

Seeing Huzi and the others leave with their things, Zhang Hongying restrained her inner excitement, and walked towards Yang Ling under the surprised eyes of many people around.

"I didn't expect them to care so much about your safety."

Zhang Hongying was also happy for Yang Ling, only the chief who really won the support of the officers and soldiers would be like this.

Yang Ling chuckled: "We rolled over from a trench, and we are all friends who have died."

"You can be proud of yourself..." Zhang Hongying gave Yang Ling a gouged look, but seeing Yang Ling come to see her, her heart was as sweet as drinking honey, full of love.

Although the two had confirmed their relationship, Yang Ling was going to lead the army to fight, while Zhang Hongying was going to save lives and heal the wounded in the hospital, so there were very few opportunities for them to meet each other.

I often miss each other and have thousands of words, but now seeing my lover standing in front of me, thousands of words are not important.

Just as the two looked at each other affectionately, there were whispered discussions and chichi laughter from around.

The wounded soldiers basking in the sun all guessed Yang Ling's identity. They were so lucky to win the favor of the beautiful doctor Zhang Hongying.

And those female medical soldiers saw Zhang Hongying, who usually had a serious face, standing in front of Yang Ling with a blushing face like a little girl, and even spoke so softly, with envy on her face.

Zhang Hongying also felt the strangeness around her, her pretty face turned red immediately, she was very embarrassed, took Yang Ling's hand, and ran straight to her tent as if fleeing.

Zhang Hongying can be regarded as a serious military doctor now, because all he does is rescue work on the battlefield. In order to take care of the doctors and rest, they all have separate tents.

Yang Ling was grabbed by Zhang Hongying all the way to Zhang Hongying's tent.

The furnishings in the tent were simple, except for a camp bed for rest, there were some medical books on the bedside and a blood-stained white coat in the basin, and there was not even a bench.

"Are you thirsty? I'll get you some water." Zhang Hongying asked Yang Ling to sit down on the simple camp bed, and hurriedly beckoned to fetch water for Yang Ling.

Yang Ling pulled Zhang Hongying to sit down, looked at her haggard face and said distressedly: "I'm not thirsty, you should sit down and rest first."

Zhang Hongying blushed when Yang Ling looked at him so affectionately. She punched him and buried her head in Yang Ling's arms embarrassingly.

Feeling Yang Ling's broad chest, she felt an unprecedented sense of security. Every time there was a battle on the front line, he would worry about Yang Ling. Thinking of the countless nights of fear, she couldn't help sobbing softly.

And Yang Ling hugged her into his arms, and let Zhang Hongying cry like venting. Although they were lovers, they couldn't stay together, and Zhang Hongying felt guilty for letting Zhang Hongying bear everything alone.

He is a soldier, destined to belong to the battlefield, and he also knows that this is unfair to Zhang Hongying, but in such war years, there is nothing he can do about it.

Zhang Hongying's eyes were red from crying, she wiped away her tears, then raised her head, looked at Yang Ling's dark face full of wounds, feeling very distressed.

Zhang Hongying asked cautiously, "Does it still hurt?"

Yang Ling shook his head: "It's just a scratch, it doesn't hurt."

Compared with those brothers who lost their arms and legs and were bombed by the devil's cannon fodder on the battlefield, his regiment leader is located in a safe command post most of the time. Although he will be injured on the battlefield, most of them are explosions. Scratch, scrape.

"You've lost weight. Did you not eat well on the battlefield?" Zhang Hongying asked with concern as she watched Yang Ling become dark and thin.

Yang Ling replied with a smile: "I'm the head of the regiment, how can I not eat well."

As Yang Ling said, he picked up the canvas bag he was carrying, opened it, took out the canned meat, shook it in front of Zhang Hongying's eyes, and said, "We can still eat the devil's canned meat from time to time, so I brought some for you this time."

Looking at the canned meat marked in Japanese, Zhang Hongying suddenly became excited like a child who got a novel toy.

"The last time the officer came to the hospital for condolences, he also brought some canned food, but I only got half of it, which was delicious." Zhang Hongying said excitedly.

Looking at Zhang Hongying's excited look, Yang Ling's nose was sore, and the conditions on the battlefield were harsh. Although the medical staff received better treatment, they were not much better. Seeing Zhang Hongying suffer, he felt uncomfortable

Yang Ling stroked her hair and said, "As long as you want to eat, I will send you some after I seize the cans."

Zhang Hongying shook her head again and again. She also knew that the troops fought hard on the front line, and it was not common for them to be captured. She didn't want Yang Ling to take the risk to seize the canned food for her.

Zhang Hongying carefully picked up the canned food that Yang Ling gave her and put it on the bedside, then pointed to the canvas bag and said, "I can't eat much by myself, these will be given to the wounded later."

Seeing that Zhang Hongying was still thinking of others at the moment, Yang Ling also smiled wryly and shook his head: "Keep it for yourself, the wounded have already been sent there, and I brought a lot of medicine, but most of them have been handed over to the brigade department. They should come over by then."

Hearing what Yang Ling said, Zhang Hongying thought of the group of little sisters she kept talking about, so she agreed to keep the rest.

Text Chapter 600 Condolences

The encounter is always short, and the time they spend alone is not long. Because another wounded soldier was sent over, Zhang Hongying had no choice but to end her time with Yang Ling.

"Don't rush to the front when fighting, and pay attention to your own safety." Zhang Hongying said earnestly while wearing a white coat.

"I know, don't be too tired, pay attention to rest, and let the monkey send me a message if you encounter anything."