For major hospitals, since 813, although they have been busy and tired for more than two months and have not made much money, the accumulated cases and experience in handling war injuries have allowed their doctors to achieve great growth in this war.

They look forward to the medical level of China not only learning from Jianglai, but also learning from patients.

The most important thing is...

They found that cooperation with Jiang Lai could obtain advanced drugs from Western countries...for example, penicillin.

The price is more expensive than sulfonamide, but the anti-inflammatory effect is much better than sulfonamide.

Some injured people with high fever sulfonamides often have a good effect by using penicillin. The only disadvantage is that a small number of people cannot use it due to allergies, but that does not affect the effect of a large base.

Bourne pulled the theme back, and in an instant... the conference room was like a downtown area.

"I think it's not too much for us, Santa Maria, to ask for ten thousand penicillin?"

"Haha, President Sofia, as you say, our Red Cross Hospital should need 15,000 penicillin."

As soon as Sophia finished speaking, someone immediately stood up to refute that the number of this batch of medicines was doubled compared to the previous few times.

Major hospitals are short of medicine, and even if they are not short of medicine, they will not give up the opportunity to compete.

Who would dislike too much medicine during such a war?

...

Jiang Zie didn't know about these competitions because he didn't have time to think about it. This batch of medicines is part of the special medical funds, and this... is already the second batch.

For him, assets that cannot be grasped in the future are far less realistic than those that can be exchanged for medicine to save lives.

He cooperated with the intern doctor to suture the wounded's wound, leaving a drainage tube, exhale, and frown even more violently.

According to a letter from his old father, the rifle and bullet production line in the rear was on track a month ago, and all the guns and bullets produced in more than a month were transported to the brigade where Jiang Jikai was located. This was the first batch of buyers.

But... the results of the battle over there were not changed because of this batch of equipment. I heard that my elder brother was so angry that he was about to drop his gun, even though his regiment was now considered a heroic unit.

This made Jiang Lai deeply realize that the war between China and Japan is really difficult to divert personal will. The gap between the two armies is not just about equipment...

There are also the qualities of soldiers, the qualities of officers, and the decisions of the upper class.

Although he can talk about these factors with big talk, he can talk about them all, but in the end... they used to be seen from books, and it is far less profound than experiencing them in this era.

But so what?

He will not stop what he should do, his brother will not stop, nor will his father, and all the patriots who insist on it will not stop.

"Teacher, please have a drink of water." During the intermission, Fang Ke, an intern who followed Jiang Lai to the surgery, looked at a water cup. This was what his teacher's wife told me... Whenever the operation is over, you must add some sugar saline to your teacher.

Jiang Lai smiled and took it with his freshly washed hands, "You guys listen to Wanwan very much."

"After all, it was the teacher's wife's order...we dare not disobey it." Fang Ke smiled and then started drinking himself. After all, he was also tired.

Jiang Lai took a sip and looked at the student in front of him. He remembered that this kid was still a little immature when he arrived at his colleague. After a few months, the tenderness on his face was gone, and he replaced it with a hint of maturity and perseverance. "Will you take the lead in the next surgery?"

"Ah?" Fang Ke was slightly surprised. He had not had a leading sword. After all... he was really not afraid after training for a few months, and Jiang Lai intended to ask them to exercise more.

"If the war is over, you can go out." Jiang Lai smiled.

Which country will have such a number of patients to practice for doctors?

"Teacher, when do you think the war will end?" Fang Ke couldn't help but ask.

He himself is just a student who has just graduated. Although... he has performed a lot of surgery with Jiang Lai, he can also take some simple surgery. However, Jiang Lai is an unavoidable mountain on the road in the future, and the position and height of their standing are different.

"If it was the War of Resistance, it would probably take a long time... but it should be soon in Shanghai." Jiang Lai closed his eyes and said a little tired. Now... it is the end of October.

Songhu...it won't last long.

But being able to rescue these wounded people who were short of medical treatment in history still achieved his established goal. Even if... some people still sacrificed their lives, some people could not save them.

"Director Jiang, the wounded are here." At this time, a nurse came in with a rescue bed. On the rescue bed, a wounded man with a sweat on his face was lying.

"Fan Ziqing?" Jiang looked at the face, stood up immediately, and then quickly observed the injury. The calf on his left was gone...

"Ha, I didn't expect to send you here." Fan Ziqing gritted her teeth and smiled, "I'll leave my life to you."

"How did you hurt?" Jiang Lai couldn't help asking.

After all, Fan Ziqing is an acquaintance and is the son of Fan Wenchang. He has also had his strength in the protection of the previous promotion... He remembers that this person was a cadre of the Central Army.

"Airplane." Fan Ziqing closed her eyes.

Jiang Lai was silent. In front of absolute military force, no one... can be safe.

"Your leg..."

"I know."

"I will treat your wounds. After a while, I will order you a prosthetic limb." Jiang Lai comforted, "Apart from not being able to exercise vigorously, walking around on weekdays is no different from ordinary people."

"You can't start with my father's hand treatment, I knew that my legs were gone."

"Feel sorry."

"What's the point? I'm ready to die in the military uniform. I'm not dead yet, but I'm missing a leg and it doesn't affect my shooting! I can still fight the Japanese!"

Jiang Lai nodded, "Fang Ke, go wash your hands."

"Okay, teacher."

"Wait for me, I'll wash my hands first, change my gloves and surgical gowns."

"Go."

...

Fan Ziqing was naturally anesthetized, and it would be extremely painful to deal with such shell injuries.

Can……

"Director Jiang, the soldiers who sent him said that this is their deputy regiment commander... Please treat us well." The nurse couldn't help but speak. The officer... was very young and handsome, and from the Central Army. If nothing unexpected happens, he will have a great future.

But this time...even if Director Jiang said he would customize prosthetic limbs for him, the officer's future could still be seen.

"Deputy Commander..." Jiang Lai's expression was complicated and sighed, "Well, I understand."

"Teacher, do you know this deputy commander?" Fang Ke couldn't help but be curious and said that he was the one who took the lead in the surgery, so he took the lead in the surgery.

The wound needs to be treated, the carrion that should be cut and the broken bones that should be removed... must be treated.

But this person is an acquaintance of the teacher... he is still a little worried.

"Well, I've known each other since I was a child." Jiang Lai nodded, and his hands did not stop cooperating with Fang Ke's actions.
Chapter completed!