Chapter 125 This Is Not an Economic War

"Ling Ning..."

Zhao Changhe's voice was dry.

"I just received an emergency call from the army. Weiguo... he drove to Chang'an overnight and was in a serious car accident on a mountain road in Zixing County... He's now in critical condition at the Provincial Military Region General Hospital... His condition... is very critical..."

“Bang—!”

The chopsticks in Shen Lingning's hand fell on the table, rolled a few times and fell to the ground, making a crisp cracking sound.

The color on her face drained away completely in an instant, her body swayed, and she could hardly stand.

The sounds of the entire world seemed to be drained away in an instant, leaving only the buzzing sound like tinnitus and the crazy beating of the heart.

All the glory, joy, and praise at the Canton Fair...

At this moment, I was devastated by this sudden bad news.

In the corridor of the Provincial Military Region General Hospital, the smell of disinfectant is cold and pungent.

Shen Lingning sat stiffly on the bench, his face pale without a trace of blood, his fingers tightly digging into his knees, his nails digging into the fabric.

The glaring red light on the operating room door burned her heart like a red-hot iron.

The doctor came out again, his eyes grim behind his mask. He handed over a piece of paper. "Critical Illness Notice. Family members, please sign. The injuries are severe. Intracranial hemorrhage, multiple fractures, internal organ damage... We'll do our best, but... be prepared for the worst."

Every word was like an icicle, piercing Shen Lingning's eardrum.

She signed her name mechanically, her hand shaking so much that she could barely hold the pen. The world seemed to have lost its sound, leaving only the frantic yet feeble thump of her heart in her chest.

Shen Lingning took the third critical illness notice with cold fingertips. Every word on it was like a needle, piercing her soul and making it tremble.

Zhou Weiguo's body was full of tubes, his face was pale, and his breathing was so weak that his chest could hardly be seen rising and falling. The doctor's private shaking of his head and sighing made Shen Lingning heartbroken.

Shen Lingning's thoughts suddenly became a little erratic. She remembered that the last time she gave birth to Fubao, she received a notice of his death in action?

"Daddy...it hurts...water...Mommy...give Daddy some..."

Fubao was tired of crying and fell asleep curled up on the bench. However, the vague mumbling in his sleep sounded like thunder in Shen Lingning's mind!

water!

The spiritual spring in the space!

In desperation, this became the last straw.

She hid in the water room under the pretext of getting some water. With a thought, a military water bottle appeared in her palm - the water inside had long been replaced by clear, sweet spiritual spring water that emitted a very faint glow.

Her heart was beating like a drum. This was her biggest secret and her only hope at the moment.

Back in the ward, she avoided the nurse and used a cotton swab dipped in spiritual spring water to carefully moisten Zhou Weiguo's cracked lips, over and over again.

When accompanying him at night, she even took the risk of mixing a little spiritual spring water into the very small amount of liquid allowed by the doctor, and fed it to him with bated breath.

Miraculously, the next morning, although Zhou Weiguo was still unconscious, the shocking data on the instrument showed an extremely subtle, positive fluctuation!

The attending physician was slightly surprised during his ward rounds: "Strangely, the vital signs are more stable than expected... What a tenacious vitality!"

Shen Lingning pinched his palm tightly to suppress the sob that almost came out.

Hope is like the first ray of light that breaks through the darkness.

However, bad news kept coming. Shen Lingning, who had just fallen asleep at the Zhao family home after three sleepless nights in the hospital, was woken up by her godmother Wang Xiulan: "She said there was something urgent, so I had to wake you up..."

Shen Lingning took the phone. Aunt Sun's call brought double bad news: the Provincial Department of Commerce blocked the application for expanding production on the grounds that "the equipment and technology did not meet export standards";

At the same time, the plan to allocate fertilizers and high-quality tea seedlings, which are urgently needed for the reconstruction of the tea mountains, was inexplicably shelved.

It never rains but it pours.

Shen Lingning's eyes were bloodshot, but he forced himself to remain calm.

She hung up Aunt Sun's phone, sat on the sofa and thought for a moment, then immediately called the base's political commissar. Her tone was grave but clear: "Political Commissar Zhang, the situation in Weiguo has stabilized for now, but someone is taking advantage of the situation at the factory! The Commerce Department is holding us back, and the tea mountain's supply has been cut off.

This isn't targeting me, Shen Lingning. This is to destroy our military factory's foreign exchange orders and slap our troops in the face! Requesting an investigation and intervention! "

She cleverly elevated her personal difficulties into an infringement on collective honor and national interests, instantly winning the full support of the organization.

At the same time, she remotely instructed the stubborn old man: "Uncle, if the application is not approved, we will just do it the old way! Maximize the utilization of the existing soap pots and drying racks!

Three shifts! We're short on manpower, so I'll go talk to the families! Over at the tea plantation, we'll use farmyard manure first! We can't let a living person die from holding their urine!"

After hanging up the phone, she rubbed her face with her hands in a daze. Wang Xiulan worriedly took Fubao over and advised: "Are you made of iron? Go back to sleep for a while. When you wake up, give the stewed chicken soup to Weiguo and take him to the hospital to see if he wakes up today."

Yes, she couldn't fall down. Shen Lingning listened to the advice, drank chicken soup and went to sleep.

The organization's intervention quickly took effect.

The difficulties from the Department of Commerce eased a little, but they were still dragging their feet. Shen Lingning knew that this was a delaying tactic by the opponent.

Sure enough, a friend from the Ministry of Foreign Trade quietly brought the news: Japanese businessman Yamamoto was purchasing high-quality tea seeds and osmanthus raw materials at high prices in the province through an agency, and even secretly contacted the players of Songtaogou in an attempt to poach them!

What's even more sinister is that the Hong Kong company controlled by Yamamoto is registering similar trademarks such as "Song Tao" and "Jingui" in an attempt to grab the first place!

At the same time, Shen Yuchuan found out through special channels that the license plate of the truck that hit Zhou Weiguo that night was forged, and the driver abandoned the car and fled without a trace. The case pointed to a premeditated criminal attack rather than an ordinary accident!

Economic suppression and personal harm go hand in hand!

The opponent's cruelty and greed were beyond her imagination!

Shen Lingning stood in front of the window in the hospital corridor, looking at the gray sky outside, but a cold flame ignited in his chest.

She can't just sit there and wait for death!

She immediately asked Shen Yuchuan to expedite the compilation of core technologies such as the "Special Blending Process for Jingui Black Tea" and the "Cold-Processed Fragrance Condensation Method for Tea Seed Soap" through military channels into written materials, and submitted a technical confidentiality application to the State Patent Office in the name of the "Songtaogou Military Family Production Cooperative"!

Although it is impossible to completely prevent counterfeiting, it has laid a key legal foundation for possible property rights disputes in the future!

This was the best solution she could think of.

This is not an economic war, it is a battle for cultural heritage between countries!

She personally drafted a news release and, through Zhao Changhe's connections, published it in the provincial newspaper's internal reference.

The article did not directly accuse the company, but instead used a tone of "concern" to cite the actions of a foreign-funded institution in Qinnan, where it purchased tea from sources at unusually high prices, suspected of plundering species resources.

As well as the phenomenon of malicious registration of well-known domestic agricultural product names, we call for strengthening the protection of local specialty agricultural product brands and species resources.