Human life is strong, but also fragile!

The strength lies in the potential of people, and the fragility lies in the spirit of people.

This big fish weighing no less than ten kilograms attracted attention and caused a sensation, and it also stimulated everyone's sense of taste. Everyone could not help swallowing their saliva. Under the stimulation of this sense of taste, everyone's morale seemed to rise up suddenly, and there was no pessimism or irritability. Everyone's face was filled with smiles. Everyone was talking about the size of this fish, how many people could eat, whether everyone could drink fish soup or even eat fish meat tonight, etc., and even when they were happy, someone began to take the lead in singing.

The singing spread out and infected everyone. We gradually started singing. As we sang, we became more energetic and strong, and our steps under our feet became lighter.

Zhang Qingshan was also very happy. After all, he thought that such a big fish would be chopped and put into the pot to make soup. Adding a large amount of wild vegetables would not only make the injured and sick people have a good meal, but also make everyone taste fresh. At least, everyone can still make a bowl of fish soup.

Although the heat from his left arm and chest made him slightly uncomfortable, he saw the soldiers smiling and everyone greeted him, so Zhang Qingshan naturally would not care about this minor injury. In fact, for soldiers, there was a cognitive misunderstanding: they always believed that only a broken arm can be considered a serious injury, and other injuries can only be minor injuries. And minor injuries are very simple. Whether they are hard or use some medicine, it doesn't matter. Anyway, it may be related to the fact that the soldiers' physical fitness is better than that of ordinary people, so they don't care about minor injuries.

There were burning pains on the left arm, but there were only a slight pain on the chest, just like the burning pain on the left arm covering up the pain in the chest, making Zhang Qingshan very uncomfortable. But he didn't want to show it, so he had to cheer up and chat with others while rushing to the road.

It was just that Zhang Qingshan was helpless. He suddenly realized that he could not smoke: as long as he smoked, the pain in his chest seemed to turn into oil, and the smoke turned into Mars. Inhaling it would make him cough constantly, and the more he coughed, there would be a swollen pain in his chest. The more he coughed, it would force him to instinctively cough, and the more he coughed, the more painful the chest would make him feel. If this repeated, how could he have the mind to smoke?

This pain was a little better at first, but at least Zhang Qingshan could bear it. But later, not to mention Zhang Qingshan himself, even the people around him found that his condition was a little wrong, because not only Zhang Qingshan coughed endlessly, but sometimes Zhang Qingshan had to stop squat or bent down, which was like a tuberculosis patient. Not to mention his painful appearance, just listening to his coughing sounds would give people a heart-wrenching feeling, which was particularly heartbreaking.

Since the number of people increased, Qin Fang felt like a robot, busy and never rested. Even in the middle of the night, she could rest, but she was so tired that her back was sore. She lay on the big leather jacket that someone specially cared for her and prepared for her. Even if the bottom was covered with hay, she still felt like she was falling apart, and it took a long time to sleep.

Often, it feels like just closing your eyes, it’s dawn, and the busy work of the new day is about to begin again, but Qin Fang is sure: her body is very tired, but her heart is full and happy. Because in her opinion, this is the work she should do, this is the work she should love. Therefore, although she is very tired every day, she never complained about even a word. Moreover, every day when she wakes up, she will do her best to face everyone, at least, everyone has never seen fatigue on her face. But the fact is that every time she feels tired, she will secretly wash her face with cold water, use the cold to stimulate her potential, and drive away the fatigue on her body.

Although she also knew that if this continues, she would be exhausted sooner or later, she had no regrets because she felt that she was working for the revolution and devoting herself to the revolution was her duty as a revolutionary soldier.

Of course, she is also very distressed sometimes, at least two points: it is a serious scarcity of medicines, but there is no way to do so, and she can only be troubled. But the second point of distress makes her both moved and worried. Because many minor injured people will run away at night and are unwilling to eat special meals from the injured and sick.

Of course she knew that it was because they felt that their minor injuries were nothing, and because they were unwilling to waste already scarce medicines and wanted to leave these medicines to comrades who needed them more in the future.

She was very moved by this, but she was also very worried: many serious illnesses are dragged from minor illnesses to major illnesses. She was very worried that these minor injuries would drag their minor illnesses into major illnesses, so she often had to pretend to be angry, threaten, persuade, and even deceive, in order to hope that every injured person would be discharged from the hospital after healing his injuries.

However, her mood today was very complicated, and the reason was very simple, including Li Xueshan, a serious injured person, and there were only five injured people.

This greatly reduced her workload: those minor wounded people only need to take care of them, and even those minor wounded people can change their medicines themselves, and she just needs to take good care of Li Xueshan people.

In this way, she felt relieved not only because of her physical relaxation. In her heart, the drug problems she was worried about could not be considered for the time being.

However, for some reason, she couldn't be happy deep down, as if she felt that she had suddenly become useless and was a waste. She felt that her body was empty, which might be the reason for her occupational disease.

Deep in her heart, she even had a vague hope to meet more comrades who fell behind. In this way, she could take care of the patients more and make her feel that she was still useful. At least, she could perform the job of a nurse. Any comrade who fell behind would have 100% of all kinds of problems. Even if she didn't have any, she would be unable to escape from her physical weakness.

"Sister Xiaofang! Go and take a look." Just as Qin Fang stepped on someone else's footprints like a mechanical step, her eyes were a little hollow, and she didn't know what to think in her mind, Zhou Baoyu suddenly ran to her and shouted breathlessly: "Brother, he fainted."

"ah!"

Qin Fang came back to her senses and was stunned in surprise: In her mind, no! To be precise, it should have been from the day she participated in the revolution. Since she heard the name Zhang Qingshan at that moment, Zhang Qingshan’s various rumors left her impression on her was a hero that only existed in legends!

And such a hero is destined to be great and destined not to be beaten by anything.

From the moment he saw Zhang Qingshan, Zhang Qingshan really left her with the impression that he was a man and a hero. No matter what difficulties or difficulties and obstacles, as long as Zhang Qingshan took action, he could always solve them successfully. There was nothing in the world that Zhang Qingshan could not do. And such a person will never be defeated by anyone or anything.

Zhang Qingshan is not just an idol for her, because deep down, she envies Xiang Xueqin, and sometimes she even hates why she participated in the revolution? If she had participated in the revolution earlier, perhaps Zhang Qingshan would be fond of her, she would blush whenever she thought of this, but she could only blush. She must bury this love deep down in her heart and never tell anyone, because Zhang Qingshan is the lover of Sister Xueqin, who is half-teacher and half-friendly. What's more, they love each other so much that she not only doesn't, nor does anyone allow anyone to destroy their beautiful relationship.

Now, I suddenly heard that Zhang Qingshan fainted. For her, she was unintentionally bolted from the blue. At this moment, she felt that the sky had collapsed.

"Sister Xueqin, why are you still stunned? Come and have a look with me!"

"Oh! Yes! Yes! Go and have a look." Zhou Baoyu pulled her clothes and shouted again, which made Qin Fang wake up. After answering the sentence subconsciously, he followed Zhou Baoyu forward with the medicine box.

After running out for 30 to 40 meters, I saw a group of people gathered around me from afar. The team next to me had already stopped. The soldiers looked at the group of people worriedly. It was because someone was shouting them to rest on the spot, but they were not allowed to surround me. But even so, they did not sit down, but stood there, watching silently, and waiting tightly.

Seeing this scene, Qin Fang seemed to accept the fact that Zhang Qingshan finally fell down. He opened his mouth and wanted to scream but did not dare. He had to cover his mouth with his right hand, tears fell down, and deep down in his heart, as if he was going to lose something. Although she knew in her heart that Zhang Qingshan just fainted and did not die, her heart hurt very much, and she just wanted to cry. But there was a voice telling her that she must persevere. Only when she persevered can she have hope of saving Zhang Qingshan. So she could only endure it and run, hoping that she would fly to Zhang Qingshan and immediately save Zhang Qingshan.

"Give it back quickly, Sister Xiaofang is here"

Thanks to Zhou Baoyu's scream, the audience naturally gave in, allowing Qin Fang to lower her head without having to speak, hide her tears, and run directly to Zhang Qingshan.

Seeing Zhang Qingshan's first eye, Qin Fang's heart began to fall sharply.

In a coma, Zhang Qingshan's breathing was heavy and his face was rosy, and that was no different from falling asleep normally.

However, as a nurse, Qin Fang understood very well: the more this happens, the more serious the problem will be.

While squatting down to take Zhang Qingshan's pulse, he asked, "How did he faint?"

Liu Bing quickly started to speak in detail
Chapter completed!