Chapter 390: How Can There Be Women!

"We only have this one rest tent, Sister-in-law, it might be a bit uncomfortable for you." Qin Hao looked at everything before him; he had truly forgotten about the environment just a moment ago.

But if Chen Xun were to find out about this, he would surely kill him.

"It's fine. In the environment of the Frontline, did you expect to set up a private room for me? I might have to keep my bag on my back at all times; apart from a few clothes, it's all medicine inside."

"Later on, Beijing will prepare traditional Chinese medicine for me; remember to ask for it for me," An Yinan instructed.

After all, the medicine arriving there would also have to undergo a general distribution.

Before she arrived, she didn't know these distribution methods, nor did she know under what name her eldest uncle would send it over.

"I understand," Qin Hao noted this down.

"Sister-in-law, you all should rest first. I'm on duty tonight; I'll bring you to familiarize yourself with the procedures tomorrow," Qin Hao said, then walked out of the tent.

An Yinan looked at the people behind her; they were snoring loudly. Even though they had been talking just now, not a single one of them had woken up, which showed just how exhausted they were.

"Comrade An, how are we supposed to rest?" the female nurse asked.

Her name was Zhang Hong, a nurse from the Beijing Military Region General Hospital.

An Yinan placed her backpack onto the straw mat and then lay down on it, "Just like this. Sleep; tomorrow will be a busy day."

An Yinan leaned against her backpack and closed her eyes.

How to sleep, or in what way to sleep, is insignificant in the face of life, death, and time.

Zhang Hong lay down next to An Yinan. She tossed and turned a few times; although she was already very tired from the journey, she couldn't fall asleep due to the thunderous snoring.

She turned over and saw An Yinan with her eyes closed.

Is Comrade An asleep?

But why doesn't she toss and turn?

She must be asleep, right?

Zhang Hong didn't know what everyone had been through, but just from this one rest tent, she knew she had thought things were too simple.

The bugle call was loud and clear.

Everyone rose by instinct. When they saw the two female comrades, the tent erupted in screams.

"Ah! How can there be women!" a shirtless male soldier, who had been seconded to assist the Doctor, exclaimed.

He hadn't expected that after a night's sleep, women would suddenly appear.

An Yinan merely glanced at him and then brushed past the spot he was blocking.

"Nothing worth looking at, no need to block it!" Her tone was flat and straightforward, and her voice was faint, devoid of any emotion, as if she were simply making a summary.

"Haha." Laughter broke out in the tent.

Only that soldier was blushing red.

An Yinan had no intention of mocking him; it was just that the soldier was young and too shy.

Even with his face covered in dirt, she could see his flushed face.

It was just to divert his attention to prevent him from being distracted today.

"Move out." Qin Hao had persisted through the night, but today he received news that fighting had broken out again at the front. The entire Special Group had to rush over; there was no time for him to rest.

An Yinan was carrying her large bag when the shy soldier walked over, "Hey, shall I carry it for you?"

Although she had mocked him, the front was dangerous and required sufficient physical strength, and that large bag didn't look light.

"No need, I can manage," An Yinan refused.

These people had already been holding on for months; they needed rest more than she did.

But seeing the battlefield ahead, An Yinan finally fully realized how insignificant life was.

Why must there be war?

Why must one invade another's territory?

"Watch your safety! Nurses, stay close to your doctors; don't get lost," Qin Hao said specifically for An Yinan and her group to hear, as everyone else had already coordinated before.

"Move out!" Qin Hao gave the order.

Everyone entered the battlefield in an orderly fashion.

Zhang Hong followed behind An Yinan. An Yinan moved quickly, but she adjusted her speed to match Zhang Hong's.

Bullets were flying everywhere at the front. An Yinan pulled a fallen person and quickly walked into a sheltered area.

"Gunshot wound to the right shoulder," An Yinan said.

She tore open the soldier's shoulder clothing, then pulled open her backpack, directly plunged a dagger into high-concentration Alcohol, and then used the dagger to pick out the bullet.

"Sprinkle the medicinal powder with the red paper label," An Yinan said.

Zhang Hong immediately found the medicine bottle, opened the stopper, and sprinkled the powder evenly onto the soldier's wound.

"Bandage it," An Yinan said.

Zhang Hong opened her own backpack; inside were Tweezers, knives, bandages, scissors, and Alcohol—these were all things needed for first aid.

She used a bandage to wrap his arm.

"Go back to the Camp to rest yourself," An Yinan said.

Although there was a team following behind her specifically to carry the wounded, if one could walk on their own, they should walk.

The soldier wasn't very old and even asked, "Is that it?"

An Yinan didn't answer but entered the War Zone from a special angle.

"For this person, sprinkle the blue medicinal powder, then carry him back for surgery," An Yinan quickly handed the person over to Zhang Hong.

"Doctor, please, save him!" A soldier was supporting another person and walked toward them.

An Yinan immediately took the person and checked the pulse at the neck.

The chest was spurting a large amount of blood, and he was also spitting blood from his mouth.

"He blocked a bullet for me, Doctor, I beg you, save him!" the soldier shouted.

An Yinan frowned, "Quiet."

"Go to where you are supposed to be, and I guarantee that when you return, he will be alive." An Yinan's calmness made that soldier calm down as well.

He left quickly.

And An Yinan directly picked the person up in a bridal carry and placed him onto the Stretcher.

"There's no time, go to the sheltered area," An Yinan said immediately.

"Yes." The two people carried the person and went straight to the sheltered area.

An Yinan took out the blade Zhang Hong had just left behind and soaked it in Alcohol for a while.

"Hold him down," An Yinan said.

It was too late to administer anesthesia now; before the anesthesia could take effect, the person would already be gone.

"I am saving you, you must hold on yourself, do you understand?" The soldier could not speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, blood came out.

An Yinan's knife was fast, accurate, and ruthless, but at the moment the blade fell, she also sprinkled on hemostatic powder.

Subsequently, she found the bleeding point; the immense impact had left his condition in a very bad state.

"Comrade An." Zhang Hong ran over and saw the scene of the open abdomen.

"Coordinate with my speed and sprinkle the medicine." An Yinan did not say anything more and immediately handed the medicine bottle in her hand to Zhang Hong.

And she was now cutting even faster.

"The bleeding point has been found." An Yinan took out the Pill refined by Xiaoyin and quickly sprinkled it onto the bleeding point.

The bleeding finally stopped.

This soldier had already fallen into a coma; he had been bleeding for a long time, and it was already very difficult for him to have held on until now.

"The bullet," Zhang Hong said.

The moment she made the sound, An Yinan's knife had already arrived.