Princess Medical Doctor

Chapter 593: Task, 60% confident (Part 1)

Before the soldier, who went in, ask Lin Chujiu to get inside, she heard someone in the wounded camp screaming: "Someone, help, help!"

"Doctor, doctor, come on, save my elder brother, save my elder brother."

"Ahhhhhhh…Doctor!" A man cried. His voice sounds too tragic that it can shake the mountain.

"Coming, coming…" A series of rapid running sounds followed.

Out of the doctor's instinct, Lin Chujiu couldn't sit idly by. She walked towards the camp with the medicine box in her arm.

"Jiu Gongzi…" Another soldier was shocked and wanted to stop her, but heard Lin Chujiu say: "Take these things and come with me."

The soldiers froze for a moment and finally gritted their teeth to keep up.

It was really difficult for him to call Lin Chujiu a young master. He really can't regard Lin Chujiu as an ordinary person. Lin Chujiu was their princess, their Xiao Wangfei.

Lin Chujiu and the soldiers came in with the medicine boxes and saw a middle-aged man dressed as a doctor, squatting in front of a wounded soldier. He was surrounded by a lot of people. Some with minor injuries and were fine.

"This leg must be amputated." The middle-aged doctor said flatly after examining the man's injury.

"No…I'd rather die than my leg be cut off." The injured man said firmly. Hearing the voice, Lin Chujiu could infer that the other party was suffering tremendously at this time.

"If you don't, you only have one ending, death." The middle-aged doctor said. His tone was a little bit worse this time.

Doctors hated such uncooperative patients the most. If there was a way to treat them, how can he let someone's leg be amputated?

When the injured man heard this, he didn't say a word. The people beside him persuaded: "Brother, just agree. We will still be brothers in the future."

"Brother, in the future…I will be your leg. You listen to the doctor and let him cut it. It's better to have no leg than to lose a life."

"Yes, brother… you just listen to the doctor."

The injured man remained silent. When his brothers saw it, they threatened him: "Brother, if you don't listen to the doctor, we will knock you out and let the doctor cut it without you knowing."

The injured man finally spoke, "I would rather die just to keep my leg. Whoever dares to cut my leg, I will kill him."

"Big brother…" The people around the man shouted one after another. The middle-aged doctor's face couldn't help but turn black: "You stubborn fellow… Do you think you can get lucky every time? Your injury is too serious. All your bones were broken. Even if you won't cut it, you will still be lame and can't go to the battlefield again."

"I won't allow you to cut my leg. I'll never allow it. I'd rather be lame, nor die than let my leg be cut off." The injured man was very determined. His words resonated with the other wounded soldiers, "Even if we became lame, we can still think of a way to support ourselves, but if we lose our legs, how can we live when we go back to our hometown?"

"Without the legs, not only we will live in sufferings but also drag down our family."

After exchanging a few words, the wounded soldiers cried. They cried for their injuries and their future.

They have seen too many veterans, who lack arms and legs, lived miserably. They don't want to live like that, but to… die?

They finally managed to save their lives from the battlefield, how could they be willing to die?

Sorrow was contagious. In an instant, the entire wounded camp was filled with grief. Some people even screamed and cried: "God, please, help us."

Even if they ask, in the end, there was no way. If people have a solution, they will not seek the illusory God.

Lin Chujiu was not a sentimental person. After growing up in such an environment, she became selfish and cold. But at this moment she can't help but be move.