The heroine of the healing department is very rigid [Pride and Prejudice]

Mary is torn.She didn't seem to have the courage to go back, nor did she have the courage to try.She turned into a coward, cowering and hiding in her shell, yearning for the warm sunshine on the beach, but afraid of being deceived by the illusion in front of her eyes, and discovering that behind the brilliant sunlight there were actually dark clouds and thunderstorms hidden.

How did she become like this?Mary was irritated, she didn't like herself who was grinding for love.

"You seem to be in some trouble?" Flender came over with a cane, his left hand was tied in a bandage and hung on his chest, "But I heard that your sweetheart is fine, why are you still unhappy? Little Mary. Could it be Did he fail you? If so, I can teach him a lesson for you, and don’t forget that you can treat me like an older brother.”

Flender limped along, and the road was so slippery that Mary had to tuck the bottle back into her apron and reach out to support him.

"It seems that you are really sad. What happened?" Flender said, looking at the small wine bottle in her apron.

...Actually, it's not entirely true. Drinking is mainly because of the cold...

Mary smiled, she didn't want to admit that she was sad because she cared too much about Heathcliff's past.

"Why don't I guess?" said Flender.He made a hippie smile and tried to speak in a cheerful tone. "You should know that my guesses are always accurate. Maybe I can be a fortune teller or something after I leave the army."

Mary's forehead twitched, of course she knew that Flender was very accurate at guessing people's thoughts, especially girls' thoughts.As he recovered from his injuries in the past few days, the young nurses in the hospital simply regarded him as the best person to confide in besides the pastor.

He even gave them advice on how to pursue their sweethearts.Mary felt a slight headache. She didn't want to be guessed by this "friend of women", and she didn't want anyone to know that she liked Heathcliff, but Heathcliff was still thinking about other women.And that woman was still blonde.She wanted to use the doctor's name to throw Flender back to the ward to rest before he could speak, but unfortunately, she was a step too late.

"You are so sad, is it because the person you like doesn't like you?"

Mary felt short of breath, and could not help thinking "maliciously" that she should get Flender some potion for his tongue, so that he would not be able to talk forever.

"You look like this, which proves that I guessed right." Flender was a little proud, "My sisters are the same way. But, he doesn't like you, that's too much. I can't believe it. I said he was as stupid as a bear."

Mary imagined Heathcliff turning into a bear in her mind, and couldn't help laughing.

"Maybe you can tell me who he is, maybe I can give him a little lesson, teach him how to cherish a good girl-I said, he shouldn't have a high rank? Maybe a captain? Major? 1"

"His name is Heathcliff." Mary pursed her lips and smiled.

Flender: "..."

"You mean, Colonel Heathcliff? Then I think I can only scold him for you in my heart. He is my new commander." Flender spoke in an exaggerated tone, eyebrows on both sides He raised it up and made a funny face.

"You all seem to be afraid of him." Mary felt her mood improved, and took another sip of wine to warm her body.

"His temper is a bit weird." Flender touched his nose with a free hand, and looked towards the hospital with some guilt, as if he was afraid that his new chief would hear his bad words, "and not close Humanity, or indifference. He didn't believe in anything, not even God. We all felt like he didn't care about anything, including his own life."

Mary was puzzled, for in her eyes Heathcliff was not like that, and she felt that he was no different from them, except that he was eccentric.

"How long have you known each other?" Flender asked.

"Not long, just a few years." Mary said angrily, and she thought of Catherine who had known him for more than ten years.

"Actually, although it's unreasonable," Flender paused, as if trying to organize his words to avoid causing secondary harm to Mary, "but many non-commissioned officers are rumored that Colonel Heathcliff already has a girl he likes. , It's unbelievable, but everyone says so. It's a pity that you said he doesn't like you. But I seem to be able to tell you who the girl in his heart is."

Mary turned her head away and sat on a chair in the yard with her chin in her hands, not wanting to hear Catherine Earnshaw's name again.But Flender obviously didn't realize this.

"Although no one knows her name, it is said that Colonel Heathcliff has a "Bible" that he carries with him, and it was given to him by that girl. He is very precious about that "Bible."

"Can you believe it? He is a person who never believes in gods. But he loves the "Bible". I also heard that he went to the battlefield this time because of that girl—he didn't want to He came, but there seemed to be some accident in the middle, it seemed that the girl was in some trouble. In order to help her, he made a deal with others, and the price was to lead the army to fight again."

Flender said a series of words, he said these on purpose, in fact, he wanted to make Mary give up.He regarded her as his own sister, so he couldn't bear her being sad. The so-called long-term pain is worse than short-term pain, so he decided to cut off her thoughts cruelly.If Heathcliff really had a girl like the one in the rumors, then he thought Mary was definitely out of luck.

Dr. Wilson was very good, he said, and Mary ought to be with him.Friend had already begun to imagine what life would be like for Dr. Wilson as his brother-in-law.

Mary remained silent, her mind was in a mess, and she couldn't digest what Flender just said.

"Bible"?As far as she knew Heathcliff had only one Bible, and that was the one she had given him.Does he baby it?Precious than Catherine's pocket watch?Also, what does "go to the battlefield because of that girl" mean, does it refer to the fact that Heathcliff came to rescue her because she was arrested at Duke John's mansion?Mary's mind was in such a mess that she couldn't think.

She decided to go to Heathcliff to ask clearly.Even if he was already asleep, she would wake him up and ask him about the matter.

Mary left Flender, stepped on the snow, and hurried to the inpatient department.But before she stepped into the door of the inpatient department, she heard a harsh whistle.

The alarm went off.

In the entire Sacred Heart Hospital, everyone who could move woke up in an instant.

"Transfer the patient to the basement! Hurry up! Hurry up!" Dr. Wilson commanded all the staff in the hospital in an orderly manner. Mary was stunned for two seconds. This was the first time she encountered a surprise attack in the Sacred Heart Hospital, and she was a little at a loss.

The surroundings are chaotic, and the atmosphere of Christmas joy is gone, leaving only anxiety and tension.The originally quiet courtyard suddenly became noisy, and the guards stood in several rows at the hospital gate with weapons in hand.

"Mary, Mary," shouted Dr. Wilson, "take the patient to the basement, you're in charge of the third section, understand?"

Mary came back to her senses in an instant, turned her head and ran to the third area, which was the critically ill area.

Transferring patients is not an easy task, especially those with injured legs and feet.Despite Wilson's best efforts to maintain order, the basement inevitably became chaotic.Newly wounded soldiers were constantly being brought in, as well as those who were accidentally involved in old wounds during the movement.

Mary's clean apron was soon stained with blood.Because of running, her breathing was a little messy, but she was sober, sober enough to be numb, so she wasn't afraid.

"The first group is responsible for stopping the bleeding, and the second group and I go upstairs to get gauze and medicine." Mary threw away the wristbands that got in the way—today is Christmas, so she made a little decoration, and carried her skirt to the second floor. storage room.

Howitzer 2 exploded in the courtyard of the Sacred Heart Hospital, leaving a scorched trail.No one thought that the enemy would concentrate their fire on a hospital this time.Although the Sacred Heart Hospital is on the front line, it is protected by layers of protection. Most of the previous attacks were harmless, unlike today.The glass in the lobby on the first floor was shattered, the statue of Edward Jenner was broken in half, and there were patients, doctors and nurses who had no time to retreat.

Following Wilson's teaching, Mary bent her waist and protected her head, and rushed up to the second floor as fast as she could, delivering as much gauze as possible to the basement.They actually stocked a lot of emergency medicinal materials in their basement, but no one thought that there would be not enough.

Another howitzer exploded downstairs, and Mary felt the floor shake. She and Nurse Verda carried the box full of emergency supplies all the way down.The way back was more difficult than when she went there. Her ears were filled with the buzzing of shells, and the splashed sand was scratched on her face and fascinated by her eyes. Her arm was scratched by broken glass at some point. is bleeding.

"boom."

A shell hit the stairs on the second floor, and Mary only felt that her feet were empty, and then she fell down.

"I haven't sent the stuff to the basement yet," Mary thought before losing consciousness.

"Mary, Dr. Mary. Wake up."

Mary felt herself plunged into chaos, surrounded by darkness, her ears were filled with the sound of shells exploding, as if they were about to explode people's eardrums, she struggled to get out of here, but she seemed to be suppressed by something Stop, unable to move a moment.

A terrible sense of suffocation struck, and Mary felt her chest was blocked by a mass of rags. She opened her mouth to get some fresh air, but was choked into a cloud of smoke and coughed in succession.

Immediately afterwards, she felt a few drops of water on her clothes, so she raised her head and found that it was raining from the sky.Mary opened her mouth and let the rain slide down her throat to ease the burning pain in her throat.But before she took a few sips, the shuddering feeling of suffocation struck again.It was as hot as a flame, as if it was going to burn everything into charred wood.Mary couldn't help groaning in fear.

"Help." Panting heavily, she shouted with all her strength, but the noise she made was softer than a cat's.

"Help me." Mary couldn't help crying, she didn't want to die yet.She felt pain all over her body, her lungs were filled with smoke, and even breathing became an extremely luxurious thing.

"Mary, Mary, don't be afraid, it's all right, the raid is over."

In the chaos, Mary vaguely felt that someone was calling her, but the surroundings were pitch black, and she couldn't see anything, so she could only rely on the voice to find the direction.

She touched the wall and walked cautiously towards the direction of the sound. Gradually, she seemed to be able to breathe, and the surroundings were not so cold.In front of her, there was a bright white light group, flashing and flashing, emitting warmth.Mary felt a moment of relief from the light.

She breathed a sigh of relief, raised her spirits, and continued to walk towards the bright place.But for some reason, that ball of light was clearly close at hand, but it couldn't reach it no matter what.Mary gradually became a little tired, feeling exhausted, and sweat trickled down her forehead and into her neck.

The white light suddenly became a little brighter. Mary looked up and saw Heathcliff approaching on horseback.Maybe it was because of staying in the dark for too long, Mary's eyes couldn't adapt to the strong light, so she felt that Heathcliff looked very gentle today.

Oh my prince charming.

She was thinking deliriously.