Sentinel is not good

Two little girls, this was completely unexpected by Song Jian. He stretched out his hand again, but withdrew it again. "No, no, I smell blood...Brother, I have to wash my hands."

"It's okay, they can't smell it." Zhou Yun touched the back of Song Jian's head, and inserted his fingers into Song Jian's hair, which had grown and was about to be tied up.I remember that when I first came to Zhang Mu's camp, Zhang Ling was just a little girl eating potatoes. After all these years, she has become a mother.

"But I can smell it, no, I can't let them have a bad first impression of me, and they won't get along with me in the future." Song Jian has a keen sense of smell, and when he is happy, he forgets that he is a sentinel. Others may not be able to smell the bloody blood from inside.

"Then wash." The older woman fetched a small basin of water from the side, "I just boiled hot water, so wash your hands." She brought another small piece of soap, dipped it in water, and gave it to the men. Paint on each palm, "These two babies are dangerous, if Xiaoyi hadn't been calm, I'm afraid they wouldn't have been born."

"No, it was my sister who was calm. My sister didn't panic, or I must have cried." Zhang Yi still thinks of it like a dream. His sister's child was actually brought into the world by himself. At that moment, gender and The ethical relationship has completely disappeared, and there is only the relationship between the doctor and the patient, a camp doctor who knows a little about medical skills, and a pregnant woman who has to give birth.

He didn't dare to read medical books on gynecology before, but he just couldn't pass the hurdle. He always felt that he was a man and hadn't married yet, and it was inappropriate and inappropriate to look at a woman's body structure.Now I seem to understand something.

In the face of real medical skills, patients have no gender, only trust and belief in saving lives.

"I'll wash it again, twice." Song Jian filled the soap bubbles in the palm of his hand, rubbed all the crevices of his fingers in place, and paid special attention to his fingertips and nail crevices.He has never read a book, all the knowledge he learned in the base after awakening, but the hands are most likely to get germs.After washing it several times, he shook his hand, took the towel handed by the older woman, and wiped off every drop of water.

"Brother Jian, be careful, you have strong hands." Yin Sheng squatted beside the cradle and said, stretching out his hand to tease the baby.

"I know, I will definitely be careful." Song Jian couldn't help laughing, he really wanted to hug the two of them together, but he was really afraid that he would be dropped by the child, Zhou Hao and Zhang Mu joined forces to beat him to the ground.Just in time, the one lying on the left woke up. Song Jian put the washed and dry palms under her swaddling clothes, bent her arms slightly, and bent her waist.

Li Han smiled beside him. "Song Jian, you are proficient in this posture, have you practiced it secretly many times?"

"I've practiced, I practiced secretly with a pillow, and I stuffed the pillow in my stomach...Brother, what should I do now? Just hug her up?"

Zhou Yun is ready to pick up the child at any time, to prevent Song Jian from accidentally letting go.He frowned, with some distress in his eyes: "How do I know...I haven't hugged her before."

This sentence made Zhang Ling laugh, but she even had to hold back her laughter to avoid shocking her stomach.The men in the room had never touched a child except for Xiao Yi who hugged her at that time. "Just hug it slowly."

With such a simple gesture, Song Jian was so nervous that he was sweating.He has held a gun, held a baby sand boa, and held Mary's neck, but he couldn't handle a baby that was only one day old.He really straightened his waist centimeter by centimeter, like treating Xiao Diu who had just broken his shell that year, and he just wanted to put her in his pocket and hide her.

"She's so light." Song Jian quickly told Zhang Yi, "Is she sick? Why is she so small? Can she see me?"

"I read in the book that twins will be smaller when they are born. She is less than five catties, of course she is small." Zhang Yi also came over to see, "I can't see it... I don't know this yet, just born Your child should have eyesight."

"I'll take a look too." Yin Sheng also squeezed over to join in the fun, and several men were head to head, admiring a baby girl yawning.Her hand unconsciously grabbed Song Jian's fingers, and Song Jian was so frightened that he didn't dare to move, as if one of his fingers was thicker than her wrist.

But there is worry in the smile in Zhang Yi's eyes. Such a small child may not be able to support him, unless the camp does not change places in the past two months, and then turns his sister's cubicle into a warm and comfortable greenhouse, which is regularly disinfected. "Brother Jian, do you think my two little nieces are like my sister or my brother-in-law?"

like who?Song Jian stared at the children's faces, and then at the one who was lying down and sleeping. "I can't tell now, their faces..."

Wrinkled, Song Jian almost spoke out, but Li Han just covered his mouth.

"Don't say that, just say you look like Zhang Ling." Li Han told him again, Song Jian is good at everything, but sometimes he speaks too bluntly.

After Li Han's hand was put down, Song Jian bit his tongue, knowing that he had said the wrong thing just now. "Like... like Miss Xiaoling. Very similar, they look exactly the same, but they don't have hair yet."

Zhang Ling was fiddling with her hair, which she had no place to put. She thought that the swelling on her body would go away after giving birth, but she didn't expect it to be the same as before. "Ah? That's how I look, I'm not wrinkled..." She was helping Song Jian, "I must be like Zhou Hao."

"Who's talking about me?" Zhou Hao wiped his hands outside before entering the house, seeing so many men, "Then my daughter is of course like me, she looks good no matter what she looks like."

Zhang Ling leaned back on the mat, she was already tired after talking so much. "What's more, I asked you to name it, but I haven't thought of it until now."

"Too busy, I really didn't take care of you." Zhou Hao was injured at work, so he rarely sat down to rest, "Why don't you let Song pick up the name, everyone is saved by him, and I think it's very good when he wakes up. One of the two children takes my surname Zhou, and the other takes my wife's surname Zhang."

Song Jian was sticking his face to the child's forehead. "Ah? I... I don't know how to name it, and I don't know all the characters. Xiaoyi, come on. Why don't you let my brother do it!"

"I can't either." Zhou Yun hurriedly put aside this drudgery, if he knew how to name himself, he wouldn't have given the spirit body a name until now.He doesn't even want his own name, a wolf is a wolf, a snake is a snake, no pronouns are needed.

"Then what if I don't get well?" Song Jian said, but he had already thought about it. The two children are still young, and they will be older in the future. They can help Sister Xiaoling to raise them together. Besides, he said that he had given them blood transfusions , can be regarded as having their own blood relationship, "How about...one is called Zhou Jian, and the other is called Zhang Yun, these two words are very good..."

"Don't you!" Zhang Yi hurriedly interrupted him, what kind of girl's name is this, "I think it's better for me to come, wait for me to think about it these two days, and pick two beautiful words from the book."

"It's just..." Li Han really lost his mind, and cast all his eyes on Song Jian's simple and straightforward thinking, "What do you do with your name and your brother's name when the child of a couple is named? Others think it belongs to you two... "

Yin Sheng couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

Zhou Yun was the most helpless one, and lightly touched Song Jian.But the little dog didn't do it on purpose, his ability is so great, he can't even read all the words, so Song picked up the name himself.And the only name I have ever given in my life is Song Jian's, and if I pick it up, it is my own. "Put the child down, and the name will come up slowly." Zhou Yun saw that Zhang Ling was tired, but she insisted not to dampen everyone's interest, "Let's go back first and come back tomorrow."

"Oh... I'll hug that one more time." Song Jian carefully put down the one in his arms, and then picked up the one that was still asleep. He liked it so much that he didn't know what to do.But they were not born by themselves, and they couldn't be with them 27 hours a day, and they didn't have milk to feed them.

If only he had milk like a female wolf... Song Jian reluctantly put down Zhang Ling's daughter and came out with the big guy, but there was always a feeling of protecting the child in his arms, which made his heart soften.

Song Jian rubbed his wrists, thinking that he would become stronger in the future, protect all the women and children in the camp, and never let them cry again.

They passed through the crowd, and the camp was restoring the previous construction. Everyone was busy, and they didn't stop working even after it got dark. They were racing against time, trying to restore life to the way it was before.This is the law of desert survival. No matter how sad things are, you can only think about them when you sleep. When you don’t lie down and rest, you must hurry up and look forward.

Dozens of bonfires were re-lit. Zhang Mu and his deputies buried the bodies of the deceased. He still has a lot of work to do.We need to lead everyone out of pain, rearrange our work, and send people from door to door to comfort us.

All of the men work through their wounds, helping families who have lost their workforce rebuild their tents.Whenever Song Jian came over, they all stopped what they were doing and nodded slightly to express their respect and gratitude.

"Brother, do they like us now?" Song Jian hid behind Zhou Yun, and hurriedly nodded his head back. This is the first time he has received this kind of treatment, and he is not used to it.

"They like you." Zhou Yun turned around with a smile and rubbed Song Jian's hair.

Like... yourself?Song Jian is a little proud, liking himself is liking brother, in fact, it's the same.

Yin Sheng followed behind them, but his mood was not so relaxed. All he thought about was the things in the mobile base.He once promised to bring Chief Zhou Yun back, and now Chief Chi Shu must be waiting for his news.

He followed them back to the small tent on the edge of the camp. The female wolf who had given birth had already occupied the most comfortable position in the tent, and the blind black wolf was lying on the curtain.

Although it was blind, it was still alive and strong. Losing its eyesight did not kill its fighting spirit and prestige.

"Brother, let's go find sour fruit for Sister Xiaoling tomorrow." Song Jian took Zhou Yun's hand, just wanting to go home quickly, "Sister Xiaoling has suffered, so she must make up for it."

"Okay, let's go tomorrow." Zhou Yun stopped suddenly, "You go in first, I will talk to Yin Sheng, and I will come back after sending him away."

Song Jian looked at the tent, then at Yin Sheng, as if he wanted to say something, but hesitated. "Well, I'll wait for you."

Yin Sheng didn't get close to the tent, those wolves didn't know him well, and if they got too close, they would want to kill him.He stood outside the edge of the camp, waiting for Chief Zhou Yun to walk towards him.After a while, a figure came out from near the campfire and approached him.

"Sir!" Yin Sheng stood at attention and saluted him in accordance with his position. The fingertips of his right hand rested next to his right temple, his posture was stiff and his expression was serious. "Tomorrow at noon, the team that will take you back to the camp will be here. Please Come back with me."

"I'll go back." Zhou Yun said, his expression at this moment changed back to that of the guide officer of Mobile Base No. 086, and something belonging to his vitality disappeared from his eyes.

The author has something to say: the text is coming to an end, and finally it will reach the climax of the full text, and all the foreshadowing will be revealed at once.

Zhou Hao: I think my daughter's name is weird...