The boss of the apocalypse travels back to the 1970s with space

After Xia Meng waited for the little soldier's body temperature to come down, he picked up the kettle and poured a little water into the water cup for cover. He then poured more than half a cup of spiritual spring water into the water cup and walked to the clinical little soldier.

The little soldier had a bandage on his head and was shot in the abdomen. Fortunately, it was just a scratch.

The little warrior was half asleep and half awake, his brows furrowed, and he was obviously very uncomfortable.

"Comrade, would you like some water?" Xia Meng put the water glass to the little soldier's mouth.

The little warrior opened his eyes in a daze. After seeing Xia Meng, he subconsciously showed a faint smile and whispered,

"Thank you," then he opened his mouth, took Xia Meng's hand, and drank half a glass of water.

After the little warrior finished drinking, he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice, "This water... is so sweet!"

Less than five minutes after drinking the spiritual spring water, the little warrior fell asleep, and the wrinkles between his eyebrows unknowingly relaxed. He was finally able to have a good night's sleep.

Seeing this, Xia Meng finally showed a smile of relief in his eyes, and then walked to the bedside of the third little warrior with the remaining half glass of spiritual spring water.

The little soldier was seriously injured, half of his body was burnt, and a little nurse was applying ointment to his body.

The little warrior was in too much pain and struggled hard. After getting an injection, he fell asleep.

Xia Meng took the initiative and said, "Comrade, leave this kind of work to me."

The little nurse glanced at Xia Meng, smiled tiredly, stood up, and handed the ointment to Xia Meng, "Okay, thank you," after thanking Xia Meng, she taught Xia Meng how to apply the ointment.

Xia Meng nodded to express his understanding, then started to help the little warrior apply the ointment gently and patiently.

Seeing that Xia Meng did a good job, the little nurse felt relieved and went to treat others.

After Xia Meng waited for the little nurse to leave, she secretly added some spiritual spring water to the ointment, and applied the ointment mixed with the spiritual spring water on the little soldier's body. Even though he was asleep, the little soldier who was still suffering from pain seemed to feel a refreshing feeling.

The little warrior had 40 burns all over his body. Even in his sleep, he was struggling in a blazing hell as if he was being roasted on a fire.

When the ointment mixed with spiritual spring water was applied to the little warrior's body, it was like a basin of ice water being poured on him. The burning feeling finally no longer haunted him like a nightmare.

After Xia Meng applied ointment to the burned area on the little soldier's body, he saw that the little soldier was sleeping more soundly, so he did not feed him any water. He thought that after the little soldier woke up, he would feed him some water, so that the injury would be healed more quickly. Hurry up.

Repeatedly, Xia Meng calmly fed almost every injured soldier water from the spiritual spring.

After drinking the spiritual spring water, most of the soldiers slowly fell asleep, and slept soundly. There was no longer any pain on their faces that was almost crazy.

In the evening, Wei Hongying came to Xia Meng and said, "Xia Meng, I'm watching over here. Go and eat quickly."

Xia Mengdao, "Have you eaten?"

"No," Wei Hongying sat down on the stool tiredly, "You go ahead."

Xia Meng saw that she was so tired that her whole body seemed to be drained, so she said, "You go ahead, I'm not hungry yet."

"That's...ok," Wei Hongying was not polite, waved to Xia Meng, and left first.

Wei Hongying finished her meal quickly and ran back to replace Xia Meng in just over ten minutes.

There were too many wounded people to take care of, and Xia Meng didn't have time to savor the food. He ate it quickly and went back to take care of the wounded.

When Xia Meng returned, he saw Wei Hongying feeding the wounded.

The injured soldiers ate what they could. If they couldn't eat, Wei Hongying and Xia Meng were responsible for feeding them.

When Xia Meng was feeding, she secretly added some spiritual spring water to the soup and rice.

After feeding, Wei Hongying happily whispered to Xia Meng, "When I was feeding just now, several soldiers told me that their bodies didn't hurt much anymore. Thank you to us!"

Xia Meng felt happy after hearing this.

At about ten o'clock in the evening, Xia Meng asked Wei Hongying to rest. Wei Hongying yawned and tried to open her eyes wide, but her eyes were still half-open and half-covered from exhaustion. Her eyes were filled with red bloodshot eyes, and tears slid down the corners of her eyes uncontrollably. She was so sleepy.

"You should rest first." Many soldiers had already fallen asleep. Xia Meng deliberately lowered his voice when speaking, "When you have rested, come and take my place."

Wei Hongying really couldn't hold on anymore. She hadn't rested for 24 hours in a row. After hearing this, she nodded, "Okay, I'll take my place for you after I sleep for four hours."

Xia Meng, "Okay!"

The soldiers drank the spiritual spring water and had a rare sleep tonight.

Xia Meng sat on the bench, checking the injuries of several particularly seriously injured soldiers from time to time. It was easier at night than during the day.

Xia Meng had been tired for a day and was a little tired. If it hadn't been for the support of the spiritual spring water, she would have collapsed from exhaustion.

Just when Xia Meng was a little sleepy;

"Whoosh!"

"boom!"

"Enemy attack! Enemy attack!"

Xia Meng woke up instantly and jumped up from the stool like a reflex. His eyes suddenly changed from the tired and hazy look of just waking up to sharp vigilance.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The whistling sound of artillery shells falling from the sky sounded one after another in the camp, accompanied by the explosion when the artillery shells fell.

Xia Meng was afraid of exposing her target, so she quickly turned off the lights in the health center. The head nurse followed and shouted,

"Turn off the lights! Turn off the lights!"

"Pay attention to protect the wounded warriors!"

"Protect the wounded warrior!"

A shell exploded at the door of the health center, almost killing two young nurses who rushed over.

The two young nurses were far away. Although they were not dead, they were injured and lay on the ground for a long time without getting up.

There were constant bombing sounds outside, and explosions sounded from time to time around the two young nurses. The flat land was blown into large craters, with mud flying and blood and flesh flying everywhere!

The camp was in chaos, and all the nurses were protecting the wounded soldiers in the health clinic.

Xia Meng saw that the two young nurses still didn't get up. One of them was obviously injured and struggled to stand up, but fell down weakly midway.

Xia Meng no longer hesitated and rushed out;

"boom!"

As soon as Xia Meng ran out, a cannonball exploded only ten meters away from her.

Xia Meng quickly lay down on the ground, but was still shaken. There was a buzzing in his head, and his ears were hurt by the shock. The sharp and piercing tinnitus made Xia Meng temporarily unable to hear any sound. The whole world seemed to have fallen into a trap. This silent and terrifying mime makes people panic.

Xia Meng didn't care much, and rushed around the two young nurses, holding one with each hand, and forcefully pulled the two young nurses into the health center.

The two young nurses were lying on the ground, raising their heads slightly as if in fear, and glanced at Xia Meng gratefully.

There was a ringing sound in the ears, and Xia Meng shook her head in discomfort. Before she could take a breath, there was a 'boom', and the roof was blown up. Sawdust and wooden boards fell down. Below was the injured little soldier who couldn't move. Xia Meng immediately ran over and kicked over a wooden board that was about to hit the little soldier.

Fortunately, the health center's house was made of wooden boards. If it had been made of concrete, these immobile soldiers would have been buried alive.

Some soldiers who could still move struggled to get up from the bed, regardless of the bleeding wounds, and helped take care of their injured comrades who could not move.

Soon there was a "boom" of artillery outside, and the counterattack began.

Soon, the number of shells decreased a lot.

When it became completely quiet outside, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.