Military God
Outside Linjiangmen, Chongqing, in a clinic run by Germans, Dr. Walker sits behind a desk. Without looking up, he asked coldly, "What's your name?"
"Liu Dachuan."
"age?"
"24 years old."
"what's wrong?"
"The bandits hurt their eyes."
Dr. Walker stood up and skillfully opened the bandage on the patient's right eye. He froze, and his blue eyes flashed with disbelief. He re-examined the man in front of him and asked coldly, "What do you do?"
"post office clerk."
"You are a soldier!" Dr. Walker hit the nail on the head and said, "I used to be a military doctor. Only a soldier can be so calm and calm with such a heavy injury!"
The patient smiled and said, "Dr. Walker, if you say I am a soldier, I am a soldier."
Dr. Walker's eyes softened. He told the nurse, "Prepare for the operation."
Dr. Walker was changing his surgical gown when the nurse came and whispered to him that the patient refused to use anesthetic. Dr. Walker raised his eyebrows. He walked into the operating room and said angrily, "Young man, you should listen to the doctor here!" "
The patient calmly replied, "Dr. Walker, the eyes are too close to the brain, and I'm worried that anesthesia will affect the cranial nerves. And I need a very sober brain in the future! "
once again, Dr. Walker was stunned and stammered, "You, can you stand it?" Your right eye needs to remove the necrotic eyeball and cut off all the rotten meat and new polyps! "
"give it a try."
On the operating table, Dr. Walker, who has always been calm and calm, felt a little trembling in his hands this time. Sweat was rolling on his forehead, and the nurse wiped it for him again and again. Finally, he couldn't help but say to the patient, "You can't stand it."
The patient didn't say a word, and his hands clung to the white sheets under him. The veins stood out on the back of his hand and he was sweating like rain. He worked harder and harder, and the brand-new white sheets were scratched.
Dr. Walker, who took off his surgical gown, wiped his sweat and said sincerely, "Young man, I'm really worried that you will faint."
the patient looks pale. He forced a smile and said, "I've been counting your knives."
Dr. Walker was shocked and asked incredulously, "How many knives have I cut?"
"Seventy-two knives."
Dr. Walker was shocked and shouted, "You are a real man, a talking steel plate! You are a military god! "
"you flatter me."
a kindly look appeared on Dr. Walker's face. He held back what he wanted to say, waved the nurse out, then closed the door of the operating room, looked at the patient and said, "Tell me, what's your real name?"
"Liu Bocheng."
Dr. Walker was awed: "Ah, the general of the East Sichuan detachment, I've heard a lot about you. It's an honor to meet you." Liu Bocheng reached out his hand in a friendly way.