Chapter 1130 The Story of Karachev

Kirill sat on the edge of the tank, holding his chest with his hands and still breathing heavily.

Karachev ran over with a medical kit in his arms. As Kirill's doctor, Karachev knew exactly what kind of physical problems Kirill was facing.

Karachev, who had not yet reached the tank, had already seen Kirill's difficulty breathing. Just by looking at it, he could tell that it was much more serious than before. Karachev, who did not dare to neglect, knew how important Kirill was, especially to the brigade commander, so he immediately quickened his pace and rushed to the side of the tank without saying a word.

"Give me a moment, step back! Please step back, please, the brigade commander and this comrade, and let me take charge!"

Karachev, who was in working mode, was a bit disreputable. As soon as he came up, he pushed aside Malashenko and Iushkin who were surrounding Kirill without saying a word. Iwu felt that he had been treated roughly. Shi Jin immediately became confused.

"Hey! What are you doing?"

"Shut up! If you stay so close, you'll only get in the way. Just watch from the side!"

As soon as Iushkin spat out two words, Malashenko on the side immediately hit him with a blast of reprimands. Facing Malashenko, Iushkin still did not dare to do whatever he wanted, so he finally had to He lowered his head without saying a word, but still stayed at the position closest to Kirill that was reasonable under the circumstances and did not take a step away.

"Look at me, Kirill, I'm Dr. Karachev! Keep breathing, don't exhale violently, it will only make your lungs work harder! Be steady, yes, that's it, be steady."

He put the stethoscope that had been hanging around his neck on his ears and then probed it to Kirill's chest. Karachev, who was busy diagnosing Kirill's condition and analyzing the symptoms, looked increasingly grim. Like clouds all over the place.

"Okay, Kirill, it's not a big problem, it's just dyspnea caused by severe physical exhaustion. Your lung function is only about 60% of that of an ordinary person. I told you before, you must remember to pay attention next time! I will prescribe some basic medicine for you, but this can only play a supporting role. If you are so desperate next time, the situation will only be worse."

After completing the basic examination, Karachev opened the medicine box he brought with him, took out a few bottles of medicine related to the treatment of respiratory tract and lung inflammation that he had specially prepared, and presented a medicine paper in one hand and a medicine bottle in the other. Carefully shake out enough to take the medicine.

The reason for being so careful is that these medicines were brought by Karachev from the United States earlier.

Most of these drugs were relatively easy to obtain in the United States, but this was not the case in the Soviet Union.

After returning to his motherland, Karachev felt that the medical level of the Red Army was completely different from what he had studied and been exposed to at university. Many of the tools and medicines that I have operated on the test bench are almost unknown and nothing is available here.

Many times it is difficult to even carry out work. More than once, Karachev encountered the situation where he knew how to save people and was absolutely sure to bring them back, but because of the lack of suitable specific drugs and medical equipment, he ended up having to Watching people die in pain little by little but unable to do anything.

Kalachev defined himself as a doctor. The passing of one fresh life after another in his own hands once made him despair. Deep in darkness, Kalachev felt that it was his own incompetence that had led to this situation. . As for the lack of suitable medicines and equipment, that can only be regarded as a secondary reason. In the final analysis, it is still my too young and poor medical skills.

Fortunately, during that desperate period when he covered his head with blood-stained hands and shed tears, Karachev received help and recognition from Commissar Petrov.

"You shouldn't only see the bad side, kid. Look at those soldiers who were rescued by you. You saved many mothers, wives, and children from their most important people, and you saved many lives for the motherland. One brave warrior after another.”

"In the field hospital, no one thought that Dr. Karachev was not skilled in skills. The stories circulated were that Dr. Karachev was superb in his art and brought words from the Yankees about his ability to save lives and heal the wounded. You are everyone's role model, and what I believe in The title of comrade is also true for the brigade commander, all commanders, political workers, soldiers, and the entire 1st Stalin Guards Heavy Tank Brigade. "

Doctors cannot heal themselves. What Kalachev needs is healing and salvation in his heart and soul.

Fortunately, he got something from Commissar Petrov that could cheer him up again.

Comrade Comrade Political Commissar also told Karachev a lot, and every word made Karachev gradually regain himself, clearing away the clouds and seeing his true self and true position hidden behind the confusion. This allowed Karachev to find his way forward. The meaning and direction of persisting, the eyes and steps leading to the road ahead have become more determined.

Some relief and auxiliary medicines prepared for Kirill were carefully wrapped in small paper bags by Karachev. He then took Kirill's still trembling hand, placed it in his palm, clenched it into a fist, and gave instructions. Kirill takes the dosage and takes the medicine on time.

After doing all this, Karachev did not leave directly, but was directly called aside by Malashenko, who had been waiting a little distance away, to a place where only the two could hear each other's conversation clearly.

"Tell me the truth, how is Kirill's situation now?"

After hearing this, Karachev looked back in the direction where he was just now, and saw Seryosha and Iushkin carefully looking after Kirill and talking to him. From time to time, there were joking words and laughter, including some voices of Kirill gradually speaking. The situation was developing in the expected direction of improvement.

"If Kirill hadn't been young, a man in his forties or fifties might not have been able to survive such a situation, and some might even have been suffocated to death or suffocated to death."

"Kirill's lung function is now only about 60% of that of normal people of the same age. This situation will continue to worsen as he grows older. By the time Kirill reaches middle age, he will have to endure all the heavy physical exertions. Say goodbye to labor.”

"Operation may lead to some slight improvement, but it may be quite limited in terms of pathological manifestations. In ten or twenty years, Kirill may not be able to sprint for a few minutes to become what he is now. At that time, Kirill's body may not be able to Now that he is so good, to put it another way, I don’t deny that his life will be in danger at any time.”