General Lanlin of One Piece

A few days ago, inside the Malinvando temporary hospital.

"The wounded soldier in bed three needs dressing change, Colonel Vincent in bed seven is suffering from massive bleeding, and Major General Loverey in bed sixteen is in shock. Is there any doctor who can be spared?"

"Reporting to Lieutenant General Flying Squirrel, there are currently no free doctors. All doctors are busy rescuing people. Twelve military doctors have passed out from exhaustion today!"

The flying squirrel, whose head was wrapped in circles of gauze, listened to the soldier's answer with uncontrollable anxiety and irritability in his eyes.

There were two thick dark circles on his face, which were caused by staying up many nights without rest.

How dare he rest?

The war is over, but there are too many things that need to be busy after the war, and the most important thing is to treat the wounded soldiers.

In this fierce war, among the surviving sailors of the Navy Headquarters, the number of injured soldiers exceeded 10,000, and among them, 3,000 to 4,000 were seriously injured and dying.

If they are not treated effectively as soon as possible, the Navy is likely to continue to suffer huge losses in personnel.

In order to treat these wounded soldiers, the Navy Headquarters called in military doctors from almost all branches in the Paradise Sea area.

Over the past few days, seriously injured sailors have died in this temporary hospital every day, and some military doctors who have worked at high intensity for several days and nights have fainted from exhaustion.

Just like now, in front of Flying Squirrel, there are several rows of telephone bugs connecting various wards. They have not stopped since a few days ago and have been sounding alarms, making Flying Squirrel in charge of this ward busy every day. Worried.

When he heard that there was no doctor, the flying squirrel picked up a pair of medical gloves without saying a word, and rushed towards the ward reported by the phone bug with his feet at his feet.

In Ward No. 5.

"Colonel Vincent! Please hold on a little longer. A doctor will arrive soon to give you a blood transfusion. Don't fall asleep. Think of your family and your child. Hello! Colonel Vincent!"

Kebi, whose body was covered with various traces of vomit and blood stains, stood in front of a hospital bed with an anxious look on his face. He quickly wrapped circles of gauze around the wounded soldier lying on the bed, desperately trying to heal him. The headquarters colonel named Vincent stopped the blood spurting out from his chest like a fountain.

The blood flowing from the open wound dyed the thick white gauze a shocking blood red, making Kebi's eyes red and almost crying.

As for Colonel Vincent himself, his face was frighteningly white, and the pupils in his opened eyes were gradually dilating.

Seeing this, Kerby ignored him and continued to bandage his wounds. Instead, he leaned down and shouted in his ear: "Colonel Vincent, don't sleep! Tell me about your child. What is your child's name?"

Perhaps after hearing the word "child", Colonel Vincent's eyes gradually became blurred, and his pupils became slightly focused.

A weak voice came from his mouth.

"Jesse..."

"Jesse?" Kerby's face lit up, and he quickly asked loudly: "Yes! Jesse! Colonel Vincent, your child Jesse came to see you. He...well, he applied for a visit with us. Please, I want to verify his identity with you now. Please tell me, is Jesse a boy or a girl?"

"Jess...my baby...daughter, she is...a gentle and kind...girl."

The middle-aged man, Colonel Vincent, had a pale smile on his lips, as if he was thinking of his beautiful and sensible daughter. Every time he returned home after carrying out his mission to capture pirates, he would see her standing there. Waiting eagerly at the door, he gave himself a sweet smile, then shouted for his father and threw himself into his arms.

Every time he sees his daughter's smile and hears his daughter's voice, Vincent feels that no matter how hard he works, it is worth it.

At first, Vincent thought it was a connection between him and his daughter, but later he learned that as long as he was ordered to perform a mission, Jesse would silently wait at the door of his house every day, praying for his safe return.

This made Vincent extremely moved, and he secretly vowed to survive the mission, become a hero in his daughter's eyes, and go back with glory.

"Jesse." A drop of crystal tears flowed down from the corner of his eye, which made Kebi's nose sore and he almost cried.

"Yes! It's a girl. She must be beautiful, right?"

"What color is her hair?"

"Is she wearing a red dress?"

"How tall is she? Colonel Vincent, please tell me! I will bring her to you right away!"

Kirby continued to yell and ask questions to keep Vincent awake.

He knew very well that if Vincent was suffering from severe bleeding, once he fell asleep, he might never wake up again.

In the past few days of helping military doctors, Kebi has seen too many wounded soldiers die due to this reason.

In the war of Marinefandor, he and Belumeber did not participate because they were too weak. Kirby felt very ashamed.

As soon as the war ended, they quickly arrived on the battlefield as logistics troops and began various tasks.

Help the military doctors in the temporary hospital, helping deliver medicine or changing dressings for wounded soldiers.

Although he was very busy, Kebi had no intention of complaining at all. Instead, he was forcing himself to save people.

Yes, he wanted to save people.

Although he was not a military doctor, he did not want to see these sailors, who were far more powerful than him, die in such pain.

So these days, Kebi has not rested, but is helping as much as possible.

He wanted to help the tired military doctors share some of their work, so that more wounded soldiers might be saved.

Although he missed that tragic war, this was his battlefield.

"I won't let you die, Colonel Vincent! Please hold on, Jesse cannot lose a just and brave heroic father!"

Kerby screamed, clutching Colonel Vincent's hand tightly.

At the same time, in the same ward, in front of a bed not far away, Belumeb was sweating profusely and stretched out his hands to press on the body of an unconscious major general.

While pressing hard, he shouted towards where Kerby was: "Keby! What should I do? Major General Loveley is in shock! What should I do? Think of a solution quickly!"

"Press his chest with your hands, give him artificial respiration, and check whether there is anything stuck in his throat or whether he is in shock due to suffocation! There is an electric shock device next to him, use that to give him an electric shock!"

Kebi remained calm and quickly talked about treatment methods.

Belumeber was doubtful, "Is it really useful? What if the wrong treatment method is used, and Major General Loverey accidentally..."

"Don't hesitate! I learned these from Major General Dawes and Major General Trafalgar! You have to race against time to save people, don't think about all the nonsense!"

"Okay, I'll do it right now."

The helpless Belumeber was commanded by Kirby to examine the shocked Major General Loverey one by one and perform chest compressions and electric shocks.

He pressed dozens of times and shocked five or six times. When he was sweating profusely and his hands were shaking, Major General Loverey, who was in shock, suddenly felt his chest rise and fall, let out a groan, and suddenly opened his eyes. Eyes, the legend begins to gulp.