My Wife Is A Miracle Doctor In The 80s

Chapter 521

Chapter 521: Chapter 515 The Water Bottle Saved Life Chapter 521: Chapter 515 The Water Bottle Saved Life In her current condition, she lost too much blood.

However, her body could gradually replace the lost blood, so it was not always necessary to have a blood transfusion.

At this point, she mostly needed fluids, but as Gu Ning said, their circumstances didn’t allow it.

They didn’t bring a lot of medicine with them to begin with, so they were fortunate they brought extra.

Otherwise, they wouldn’t have enough for two patients.

“Let me go check on them,” Tang Yuxin said as she stood up.

However, she felt weak in her arms and legs due to excessive blood loss, which took time to make up for.

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“Let me help you,” Gu Ning offered, helping Tang Yuxin up and walking her over to Liu Guang.

Having sat on the ground for a while, and walked a few steps, she felt that her dwindling strength was being depleted completely.

She took Liu Guang’s wrist and placed two fingers on his pulse, switching from his right hand to his left hand, and then back to his right hand.

“He seems fine, no fever, and his spleen function is not severely impaired.

We should try to give him more anti-inflammatory injections,” Tang Yuxin said as she counted the bottles of medicine they had brought.

There were approximately five bottles.

If they added some other medicines, they could make up nearly six bottles, enough to save his life.

Then, she checked on another injured man named Cheng Xu.

His condition was also very stable, his brain bleeding had stopped, and he seemed to be showing signs of regaining consciousness.

It would be best not to move him.

If he woke up, that would be great, at least he could eat something.

Otherwise, they couldn’t spare a bottle of glucose for him.

After all, Liu Guang’s operation was quite serious.

It was a major surgery that involved opening his belly.

They almost had to remove his spleen.

“What are we eating tonight?” Tang Yuxin asked, touching her belly.

She was so hungry that she could barely remember how long it had been since she last ate.

“Yes, we also have this,” Tang Yuxin said, taking Gu Ning’s wrist.

She remembered that Gu Ning wore a watch.

It was about two in the afternoon.

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No wonder she was so hungry.

“We will cook some dry rations soon.”

“Cook?” Tang Yuxin was confused by the word ‘cook.’ “What will we cook with?”

“What we have been carrying,” Gu Ning sighed.

“We carry our livelihood on our backs.

It’s part of our training.

Yuxin felt like crying.

Those hands had touched Liu Guang’s organs and then tapped his shoulder.

Now, he felt like vomiting again, but he worried he might vomit himself to death if he carried on.

Moreover, it wasn’t easy to get something to eat in current situations.

He couldn’t afford to keep throwing up whatever he ate, could he?

Li Jia looked at her own hands, understanding what he was thinking.

“You’ll get used to it,” she said.

“We all threw up the first time we dissected a body, touching that viscous stuff.”

“Don’t talk about it anymore.”

Yuxin almost knelt down.

Could she please stop talking about dissections?

He couldn’t stop picturing the colorful, wriggling intestines.

“Okay,” Li Jia said, not saying anything more.

She handed him a water bottle.

“Have a drink.”

“Thank you,” Yuxin responded.

He felt like he had thrown up almost everything.

If he had thrown up any more, he would have purged his own organs.

He took the water bottle.

Its contents were still warm.

It was water they had heated in a big pot, which was still warm thanks to the army’s insulated water bottle.

But why did this bottle feel so familiar in his hand?

He put the bottle down and touched the small label on the bottle.

It was right at the handle.

No wonder it felt so familiar.

His own bottle was the same and he had been using it for a while.

As soon as he held it, he knew it was his own bottle.

Why did this bottle feel so similar to his own?

He turned the water bottle over and touched the label on it.

Written there were the two characters of his name, Yuxin.

“Isn’t this my water bottle?” Yuxin gripped his water bottle tightly.

He knew it was his as soon as he held it.

He wasn’t sure how it had gone missing.

During this kind of military drill, not losing one’s luggage and water bottle was imperative.