Comrade, Your Ingredients Are Too Complicated

The perspective returns to Wusu Airport.

In the early morning, the sky had just turned white. Huang He, who had slept for nearly ten hours, held his head and slowly climbed out of bed with a grin on his face.

Symptoms such as headache, thirst, weakness in the limbs and stomach discomfort made him realize that he was still hungover.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside the door.

Then there were several knocks on the door, and Wang Dexing opened the door and walked into the room with a kettle and a cup.

"Hehe, I knew that Director, you must have woken up at this point. Listen to my advice, we should not be so serious every time when we can't drink enough. We are all comrades and no one will forcefully persuade us to drink."

"Last time you and Lao Ma took a break for two days after drinking. Yesterday, you lasted less than two hours before you were forced to quit. If you continue to mess up like this, your body will have problems sooner or later!"

"Come on, come on, take the medicine first, and then drink some honey water to calm down. The cooking class will start in a while, and I will get you some millet porridge to eat. Our Shanxi millet nourishes the stomach and nourishes people, so it is the most suitable Now this is the case.”

Huang He's drinking capacity has always been good, and even after working and living in the north for a while, he still hasn't improved much.

After hearing a series of complaints from his guard, he could only respond with an awkward smile, and then obediently picked up the water glass and pills.

The fructose in honey can help break down the alcohol remaining in the body, and combined with special hangover medicine, it can effectively relieve various physical discomforts after a hangover.

When Huang He swallowed the pill, he vaguely noticed that there was something wrong with the taste. Compared with the previous hangover pills, the one just now seems to have a different flavor.

However, the guards had brought the things, and the two of them were in the Marine Regiment. Naturally, it was impossible for any villain to poison him.

"Wang Dexing, where did you get this hangover medicine? Why do I feel that it tastes different from the previous ones?"

Huang He smacked his lips and said to Wang Dexing while reminiscing:

"When I took it, I felt a cold breath going straight to my forehead. It must have menthol in it, right? It's really effective. The headache seemed to be relieved immediately. How did you get this pill? It's an old Chinese medicine doctor in the city. Is it worthy?”

"See if you can get the recipe. If not, just open a few more and keep them for later use."

In the past, when he was hungover, Huang He would drink a bowl of hangover soup or take Dragon Tiger Man Pill when he got up the next day.

There is nothing to say about the former. Generally, the cooking class will make some appetizing and appetite-increasing soups based on the materials on hand to help decompose alcohol.

The latter has a great background. It was developed by a businessman from a family of traditional Chinese medicine.

The other party repeatedly developed it based on Zhuge Xingjun Powder and ancient family recipes, and spent a lot of effort to create a small red pill that can dispel wind and strengthen the stomach.

Hearing that his director was full of praise for the new pill, Wang Dexing replied with some pride:

"Where are the old Chinese medicine doctors? There are not many reliable doctors in Taiyuan City now. This is a new product from the military pharmaceutical factory. Its efficacy and ingredients are similar to Rendan."

"This medicine has good curative effect and few side effects. Everyone knows that it is a good thing. By the time we left southeastern Shanxi, it and bicycles had become essential items for Shanxi people at home."

"Director, please take a rest quickly. There is still something important to do this afternoon. The deputy commander-in-chief just issued a notice last night, requiring all cadres above the regiment level around Taiyuan to go to the hospital for a physical examination."

As soon as these words came out, Huang He showed an interesting expression.

As early as when he was in the border area, he heard that the headquarters hospital in southeastern Shanxi was developing very well. Unexpectedly, it now had the ability to provide comprehensive physical examinations to comrades.

This is a good thing. After all, the long years of fighting have left many root causes and hidden diseases for everyone. When the attacks occur, they are not only physically tortured, but also have a huge psychological shadow.

Let’s not go too far, let’s take the big guys in North China as an example.

During the division commander's military career, he suffered injuries to many important parts such as his right leg artery, left leg, right hand, right eye, and skull, many of which were serious and life-threatening.

Commander Hu's situation is not too optimistic either. During the Qi Hui battle three years ago, several poison gas bombs exploded right next to him.

Due to inhaling too much poisonous gas, the body was eroded. In recent years, his health has become worse and worse, and he often suffers from severe headaches.

An army reorganization expert of the 115th Division, his left foot was injured by a bullet before the Anti-Japanese War. The wound was seriously infected at the time, and the leg was almost on the verge of amputation.

Finally, there is the brigade commander. His legs have been injured before, and the nickname "Cripple" comes from his leg injuries.

Fortunately, misfortunes never come singly. When he was undergoing medical treatment, he was betrayed by a traitor and was unfortunately arrested, which eventually led to a hidden heart disease.

If the above problems are not solved in time, the health status of the bosses will only get worse and worse. Not to mention whether injuries will affect command operations, the series of follow-up problems alone are very serious.

"Okay, then I'll take a nap after dinner and try to adjust my condition before the physical examination."

"You can remind me at noon. Then I will set off with Li Yunlong. He will definitely go to the headquarters hospital as well."

"good!"

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At 12:30 noon, Huang He and Li Yunlong set off on time. The two chatted in the car.

"Old Huang, what do you think the deputy commander is fooling around with? Look at our physique, we are almost as strong as a calf. How can we get sick if we have meat and fish all day long?"

Li Yunlong raised his right fist and "Bang Bang" hit his chest twice, proudly showing off his chest muscles.

"According to me, it's better to have doctors come directly to the army and uniformly check the health of the soldiers. After all, the comrades at the grassroots level are the root of our army, and their health is more important."

"By the way, I heard that the man is coming back from the north, and I don't know how his injuries are recovering. Hmm, those so-called friendly forces are just causing trouble."

Soldiers are the foundation of the army and the source of combat effectiveness.

In the past, the living conditions of the Eighth Route Army in North China were very difficult. Each comrade could only eat 12 taels of coarse grains, 3 yuan of oil, and 5 yuan of salt per day. The calories consumed did not match the amount of calories consumed.

Due to low nutrition, the average weight of the soldiers was only ninety pounds. A weak body leads to poor immunity of everyone.

The military also lives in a large group, and it is very easy for diseases to spread due to dense personnel. In some troops, the incidence rate is even as high as 80%.

In addition, the crazy Japanese soldiers spread the virus widely around the base area, trying to defeat the soldiers and civilians who resisted the invaders through severe infectious diseases.

Before 1940, life for the three main forces at all levels was really difficult.

Fortunately, the above problems have been successfully solved. Since the Yellow River used civilian factories to exchange seeds for various livestock and agricultural products, the food of the soldiers has improved dramatically.

Although I don’t yet have the luxury of having meat every meal, I can still eat 3 to 4 meals a week with good quality and quantity.

Coupled with a reasonable combination of vegetables and a small amount of fruits, the physical fitness of the soldiers in the army has long been improved. The average weight of the soldiers reached 110 kilograms in the middle of this year.

After the expansion of the headquarters hospital, the number of military doctors has greatly increased, which has promoted the progress of health care construction in the army.

Nowadays, the Eighth Route Army's hygiene-oriented image has penetrated deeply into the hearts of the people in the base area, thus increasing the already high level of support again.

The masses can even distinguish between ourselves and the enemy based on this: every time they arrive at a new station, the troops who build toilets, clean the sanitation, and organize the officers and soldiers to wash their faces and brush their teeth must be the Eighth Route Army that has not escaped.

Those who defecate everywhere and look extremely dirty are either national troops or puppet troops.

The days when the company turned into a sanatorium, the company commander became the director, and the regiment leader became the dean are completely a thing of the past, and everything is developing in a better direction.

After hearing what Li Yunlong said, Huang He glared at him angrily.

"Who doesn't know the food of your Marine Regiment? Just because you are healthy doesn't mean that others have no health problems."

"As for the physical examination of all soldiers, we probably have to wait until the first batch of medical students graduate. We have hundreds of thousands of soldiers in the army, and more than a hundred doctors alone will not exhaust them to death."

Speaking of this, Huang He suddenly thought of something and paused for a few seconds.

He was accidentally injured by friendly forces and was recuperating in the north. Two specific factors allowed him to immediately determine the man's identity.

It would be nice to come back early, after all, a war is about to break out between the Soviet Union and Germany. Rather than staying in an unsafe city, it is better to return to Shanxi.

The headquarters hospital started late and is indeed not as good as others in terms of hardware facilities, but the level of nursing staff is definitely not bad.

As a player in a certain club, Huang He is very interested in the only fifth-level general among the mysterious forces in the northwest. After thinking for a moment, he said to Li Yunlong beside him:

"Lao Li, I remember that you worked under that man before. When he comes back, remember to introduce him to me."

"good!"

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Half an hour later, Huang and Li finally arrived at the new address of the headquarters hospital.

This was originally the Manchuria Hospital of the First Army of the North China Front. Thanks to the fast action of Zheng Yingqi and the soldiers of the Special Agent Regiment during the Battle of Taiyuan, this place was not seriously damaged.

When the relocation of the headquarters hospital with all belongings was completed, President Liu was surprised to find that there were still some equipment and medicines left here that the enemy had not had time to destroy, which could be regarded as an unexpected surprise.

After parking the truck, Li Yunlong took the lead and walked into the hospital door. At this time, the previous group of comrades had just finished their physical examinations, and everyone had a mixture of joy and worry on their faces.

Suddenly, Lao Li took two tight steps to speed up his pace, and he trotted towards a slightly thick back.

"Hahaha! Blind Cheng! I saw you from afar!"

"Hey, why are you crying? Is there something wrong with your body? It shouldn't be. You look quite healthy. Let me see your test results?"

Seeing his old squad leader and Huang He appear, Cheng Shifa first said hello to them, and then handed the report sheet to Li Yunlong and said:

"The doctor said that there is something wrong with my liver and spleen, and it will take long-term care to return to normal."

"After I received the results of the physical examination, the more I thought about it, the more scared I became. If I continue to live in a daze like before, I might suddenly collapse on the bed one day."

"You have to pay more attention and don't think that there is nothing wrong with you. There are many diseases that you don't realize at all if you don't check them."

Since soldiers often have to march day and night, once a battle occurs, they may even go without a good rest for several days.

Whether it is overexertion or staying up late, it will consume the body's qi and blood, affect metabolism, and damage the liver and spleen over time, leading to spleen deficiency and liver disease.

The above-mentioned problems are very common among commanders and fighters.

The old comrade's advice made Li Yunlong put away the smile on his face. He is also a little worried about his physical condition now. After all, the training and combat intensity of the Marine Regiment are very high, far exceeding that of ordinary field troops.

"Okay! Don't worry, I will take this matter seriously."

After seeing off Cheng Xiazi, the two of them went to the waiting area to wait for the doctor to call their number.

But at this moment, there were waves of greetings coming from the crowd in front, as if some important figure came out of the consultation room.

The opponent looked very tall and thin, his military uniform was a little wrinkled, and he even had some hunchbacks. This person is very low-key. If he is mixed in the crowd, he will definitely not stand out.

After seeing the man's face, Li Yunlong's body actually trembled slightly. He rubbed his eyes, a look of disbelief on his face.

"Yes! It must be the deputy division commander!"

"It's really strange. Shouldn't his old man be in Shandong now? How could he appear in Taiyuan!"

After speaking, he stood up and walked towards the crowd.

In the entire 129th Division, the boss with the best relationship with Li Yunlong is definitely the brigade commander. Although the other party often joked with Lao Li, anyone could feel his care.

Next is the Deputy Chief of Staff, who is the most optimistic about him.

When we were crossing the grass, if the other party hadn't tried to protect him, he might have been shot on the spot.

But if you ask who Li Yunlong respects the most, it must be the deputy division commander. He was an infantry expert in the Eighth Route Army, and he taught all the military skills of the Iron Triangle.

After squeezing his way to the front of the crowd, Lao Li discovered that the other party was actually using a cane and looked very poor.

"Li Yunlong? It's really you. Putting on this new military uniform, I almost didn't recognize you."

"I haven't seen you for two whole years. You have changed so much. I heard from Old Liu about the First Marine Regiment. You did a very good job. You are worthy of being a soldier from our Fourth Front Army!"

"Stop being arrogant and impetuous and keep working hard. Your future will not be limited to the group leader."

The encouragement with a slight accent made Lao Li flush with excitement, and time seemed to have returned to the time when he had just participated in the uprising.

"yes!"

"Don't worry! I will never embarrass the old army! I will definitely pass on everything you taught me!"

"Your legs?"

Due to years of fighting, the infantry expert's health is very poor, which can be called a classic case of illness caused by overwork.

At first, he only felt a slight headache. By the time the all-out war of resistance began, his condition had deteriorated into headaches and toothaches, often so painful that he could not sleep.

At the beginning of this year, an infantry expert was accidentally kicked off by a horse's hoof while riding a horse and broke his leg. In order to recover from his injuries, he was forced to return to the border area.

As the saying goes, it takes a hundred days to break a muscle and a bone, and traumatic injuries such as fractures are notoriously difficult to heal. The treatment resources in the border area are limited, and his condition has been recurring, and he can barely keep it from getting worse.

Hearing that the medical level in southeastern Shanxi was higher, the infantry experts decisively flew to Taiyuan.

"It's okay, just a minor injury."

"After another month of treatment, I can return to the battlefield!"

Forward forward forward!