Strictly speaking, Guman's words are problematic.

Although the small dustpan was dying when I sent it out, I still had a breath after all.

But veterans who are used to life and death know that if the small dustpan is really gone, they will be very sad, but they will not be surprised.

But is it important to say the ancient mantra inaccurately? Of course it is not important. Who cares about those? What is important is that the small dustpan survived!

What happened next was that Shang Zhen and others ran to the ward of Xiaohuojian, and then they saw the small dustpan with bandages still wrapped around their bodies lying honestly on a wooden bed.

Their entry woke up the small dustpan that was about to fall asleep. So the soldiers who were crowded with the bed looked at the small dustpan with joy, and the corners of the small dustpan's mouth moved slightly and looked at them with a smile.

The little dustpan couldn't speak, and there was a bandage wrapped around his head.

Shang Zhen and the others couldn't speak either, because just as they ran into the house with a thump, a young nurse wearing a mask with big eyes and long eyelashes exposed, said, "You can take a look, but no one can talk to him."

If you don’t let them speak, just stop talking. As long as people are alive, there is still time to speak in the future.

So, a large group of men stared at a man, and that man stared at the group of men, his eyes intertwined, and before he knew it, tears also appeared in the corners of the men's eyes.

There is really no one talking. Is there any silence among men at this time? It seems that there is one!

Everyone watched quietly for a while, and finally Shang Zhen said, "Maintain it well, and we will fight the Japanese together after it is well raised!"

Xiao Wuji looked like he wanted to speak, but he really couldn't say it, because he just moved his lips and showed a painful expression on his face. He straightened up again and seemed to be trying to nod, but he was lying down, so why did the lying down nod? That was just lifting his neck, but when he moved the corners of his mouth twitched involuntarily.

"It's good to listen." Shang Zhen said hurriedly.

At this time, the young nurse who had been standing next to her said, "Okay, he can't speak either. Don't get him excited. You should go out."

Shang Zhen and the others looked at Xiao Qiaobi and could only walk out at one glance, but at this time Xiao Qiaobi struggled again.

Shang Zhen and the others were so scared that they stopped their steps again.

It has been half a month since Xiao Zhuan was injured and treated.

But so what? He walked away from the gate of hell. Although Shang Zhen and the others could guess that the little dustbird could not eat anything that was hungry now. Wouldn't his body be very weak?

"I said, listen, if I say it right, just blink your eyes!" Shang Zhen said again.

Well? This trick is good. The little dustpan really blinked. It seems that at least it doesn't hurt if his eyelids move.

Zhaoer was created by Shang Zhen, so everyone looked at Shang Zhen.

Shang Zhen looked at Xiaohuoji's eyes and guessed Xiaohuoji's worries. After a moment, Shang Zhen tried to ask: "Don't you want us to leave?"

Shang Zhen asked this, and the others looked at the little dustpan again. This time, the little dustpan didn't laugh. He was really hurt. It became a burden to be able to save his life.

"I don't want us to leave, but we can't always stop you from resting like you," Shang Zhen looked at the ground and pondered, then looked up and asked, "Don't you want to see us every day, right?"

And then the small dustpan blinked again.

Shang Zhen smiled: "Okay! What a big deal? Anyway, there is no war for the time being. I will transfer all of us here so that you can take a look at each day!"

When everyone heard Shang Zhen say this, everyone saw Xiao Wuji smiled again. Although he twitched again in an instant, the corners of his mouth were shining brightly when Xiao Wuji smiled!

The veterans who were familiar with Xiao Zhuoji could vaguely see from his smiling face that he looked childish when he first came to them.

To be honest, in just over half a month, the little dustpan has become so thin that it looks very thin. The cheekbones on his face are protruding and his cheeks are collapsed.

Although Shang Zhen and the others felt that the small dustpan could not eat anything, they were not doctors. But they didn't know that since the small dustpan woke up, they were using medicine in the first few days, and now they just barely had some liquid food.

What is liquid food? It's just a small rice porridge or something.

This treatment method is to give people a breath to restore function to other damaged organs. If anyone who encounters such treatment will lose weight.

But then again, the treatment that Xiaohuoba enjoys now is definitely more than one ten thousand among the Chinese soldiers nowadays!

There is no way, the country is too weak.

The country is like a person, so thin that he has no flesh. What he refuses to fall is the bones that are the backbone of the nation.

"Okay, then I'll make sure that we all find a place to live in front of us. If we don't have a place to live outside, we always have to wait for your good fortune.

Okay! They are all warriors, don’t swear, let’s go!" Shang Zhen stood up and waved his hand and said with a firm heart.

Shang Zhen and the others rushed in and out again. They were talking like Qin Chuan and said to the nurse standing aside, "Please do my best, sister!" The nurse just nodded at them. Unfortunately, they were wearing masks on their faces and eyelashes that looked pretty good.

Shang Zhen and the others left the house and waited far enough before the soldiers "coaxed" and this time they were completely happy.

The little dustbike is still alive, he is still alive! Not only is he still alive, he has neither arms nor legs! Then how could Shang Zhen and his group be unhappy?

A soldier from the Northwest Army glanced at them from a distance, and saw that although they were carrying weapons, they did not act any other abnormal behavior and did not come to interfere.

Everyone had enough fun, and Qin Chuan whispered: "That little nurse should be pretty!"

"When you see that the little dustpan is fine, you just pull this?" Ma Tian smiled when he put it beside him.

"Hehe." Qin Chuan smiled embarrassedly, but then he suddenly slapped his thigh and said, "Oh, you said that the little nurse has been taking care of our little dustpan. Did you see all the things that are in our little dustpan and that are there!"

Qin Chuan was also funny. He said, "I have seen all that, that, and that," but his eyes looked up and down at Huzhu.

"You look at me?" Hu Zhuzi was dissatisfied, and the other soldiers laughed.

Qin Chuan wanted to continue making fun of it, but Gu Man interrupted him and said, "Take it down quickly. The nurse just changed his medicine for him. It's not surprising that he saw anything. I've brought shit and urine to the little dustpan these days."

As the saying goes, there are many people and many people. When Guman says this, someone will naturally respond: "This is what if you just serve a small dustpan?"

The one said again, "By the way, why are you the only one? Are there five of us? Where are Uncle Wang and the others?"
Chapter completed!