Quick Wear: All the villains who raised me have been cleansed

"Madam, you came just in time. These things are exactly what we need."

"But isn't Xujiawan already surrounded by enemies? Where did you come from?"

Adjutant Yang checked the contents of the bag, which were all neatly stacked noodles.

Even though there is only one bag of noodles, each person only needs a small handful to fill their stomach.

"We came here from a small road. When we were almost at the entrance of the village, my wife noticed something was wrong, so we turned into a small road next to it and drove over through the bushes."

Xiao Cui described the itinerary in detail and let Adjutant Yang and Zhang Hansheng, who was feeling dizzy due to excessive blood loss, understand the situation.

"In that case, we can leave by the same route my lady came."

"Doctor Zhang, have you found out why the Marshal's wound can't stop bleeding?"

Adjutant Yang was thinking in his heart that Zhang Hansheng had lost most of his combat effectiveness due to his injury, so he had to take on the task of leading the team.

"When we drove over, although we didn't come into contact with the other party, the sound of the vehicle moving should have been detected."

"I don't think it's appropriate to take that road anymore. Let's find another way to leave."

Lin Wanwan assisted Doctor Zhang and handed him tools from time to time.

The bullet in Zhang Hansheng's shoulder blade has been removed. Fortunately, the bullet did not penetrate very deep and did not injure the bone.

The shot was not very accurate and missed the vital organs.

After taking out the bullet, Doctor Zhang placed it under the sun and examined it carefully, and finally confirmed the guess of Adjutant Yang and others.

"This bullet is coated with blood-activating grass and some other toxins, but they are not a big problem. I happen to have a pill that can cure all poisons."

Doctor Zhang stuffed a small pill into Zhang Hansheng's mouth and then cleaned the wound.

Maybe it was because the bullet had been removed, or maybe it was because the wound had been cleaned, so the bleeding stopped quickly.

Lin Wanwan opened her small medicine bag and took out the suture needle and catgut.

"Doctor Zhang, please help the Marshal sew up his wound. He is a soldier and doesn't have the time to recover like us."

Lin Wanwan handed the thing over, and Doctor Zhang took a look at it. He did not refuse such a good thing.

If suture needles and catgut were not hard to come by, Dr. Zhang would have wanted to get himself a set a long time ago.

"It would be better if it could be sutured. Not only would the wound heal faster, but it would also be less likely to break."

Zhang Hansheng’s wound was bandaged quickly, and the soldier who was exploring the way came back and said that he had found a water source.

They followed the weeds all the way to a spring.

This spring comes out from the ground, right in a crack of the rock, and the water looks very clear.

The new soldiers have scooped out all the original water in there. What they see now is all fresh groundwater that has emerged later, which ensures that it has not been tampered with by anyone.

Moreover, this place was very hidden, and apart from their own footprints, no traces of other people were found.

Adjutant Yang asked someone to fetch some water, then took off the hat from a soldier wearing a helmet and removed the lining inside, which became a natural pot.

"There's nothing special about going out. Clean this helmet and use it to cook noodles."

"Pay attention to digging the underground chimney and don't let the enemy discover our tracks."

After arranging his subordinates, Adjutant Yang returned to Zhang Hansheng's side.

Lin Wanwan took out a bottle of blood-replenishing syrup from the pile of western medicines.

"You've lost too much blood. You look really pale. Drink some of this blood sugar syrup. It may help a little."

Zhang Hansheng, who had rarely eaten sweets in his life, was scooped several spoonfuls of blood sugar replenishing syrup by Lin Wanwan and was forced to drink it down his throat.

He then took a few big sips of water from the bottle on Lin Wanwan's waist before swallowing the sweetness in his mouth.

"It is too sweet!"

The originally clear voice now became a little wilted, adding a bit of popularity to Zhang Hansheng, who was as cold as a god.

"When we get back, I'll have someone make you some ginseng chicken soup. It's not sweet."

Lin Wanwan carefully put away the remaining blood-replenishing syrup. This was a good thing she got from the modern plane and she had kept it in her space.

I originally prepared it for myself, worried that I would encounter anemia if I traveled through time and space in another life.

But unexpectedly, it was used on Zhang Hansheng in the end. But it’s not a waste. As long as there are enough materials, it’s not impossible to find someone to make it.

"Marshal, the noodles are ready!"

The young man brought a bowl of noodles in a teacup and placed it in front of Zhang Hansheng.

This was a special privilege for the commander-in-chief. Everyone else broke off branches and ate directly from the pot.

Even Adjutant Yang is no exception. They don't have this special case.

After all, not all of these soldiers have the time to carry a teacup with them.

"Wanwan, you eat first!"

Zhang Hansheng was indeed very hungry. They had been trapped here without a drop of water since they were ambushed while chasing the bad guys here last night.

He was not only hungry but also tired. If he had not been out of danger, he would have fainted long ago.

"We've already eaten at home, so we're not hungry. Hansheng, please eat quickly!"

Lin Wanwan took the teacup, but not for herself.

Instead, he picked up the clean branch that Xiao Cui had broken off, picked up the noodles, blew on them, and then handed them to Zhang Hansheng.

"How am I so delicate? I need you to feed me!"

Zhang Hansheng found it a little funny. He wanted to refuse, but in the end he opened his mouth and swallowed the noodles that Lin Wanwan fed to him.

Then he raised his hand to take the teacup from Lin Wanwan's hand and solved the problem of eating by himself.

"I'm just worried that your arm will hurt. Since you can eat by yourself, then eat more. I brought a lot of noodles."

"We'll leave here after we're full. Although we didn't see any enemies when we came here, we heard a lot of people talking."

"And some people have strange accents. They are definitely not from our country."

Lin Wanwan watched Zhang Hansheng eat the noodles in the teacup. The others had already packed up and were ready to leave.

"By the way, how did you know we were here?"

After eating some food and drinking some hot water, Zhang Hansheng finally recovered.

He didn't know whether it was because the blood sugar replenishing syrup that Lin Wanwan had fed him before took effect, or because his stomach began to warm up after eating, and his mind became clear again.

Although he believed that Lin Wanwan was not a bad person, he became curious about the fact that his wife knew his whereabouts.

"Originally, I was playing mahjong with Xiao Cui and the housekeeper at home, but as I was playing, I felt dazed, and then I heard your voice calling me."

"It could be my sixth sense, or it could be an illusion. When I woke up and returned to the house, I found a note."

Lin Wanwan took out the note that 3628 had prepared for her, with a simple line of words written on it.

[Zhang Hansheng is seriously injured, Xujiawan, come quickly! ]