Chapter 86 Bonus Chapter (Received in the middle of the night) - Two Monthly Tickets

Besides antibiotics, Fu Le's medicine also included hemostatic powder, gauze, sterile medical cotton, and iodine. Five truckloads of medicine were unloaded in the yard, filling two rooms. Seeing this, the doctors and nurses smiled broadly, their excitement beyond words, their eyes red. With these medicines, they could save more people, and more patriotic soldiers could survive!

"Dean, Xiao Duan and his team have already sent someone to the field hospital in Suixian County to deliver a message. How many supplies should we allocate to them this time?"

"A quarter, I guess. We followed the main force and suffered the heaviest casualties. If they take a quarter, they can still share some with the other side." It seems like a lot, but even a fraction isn't much. The casualties on the front lines are too high. A ratio of one to three or one to four is the norm. Their soldiers are too thin. If they don't eat enough, they won't have the strength. In addition, they lack battlefield experience, so naturally, their firepower is insufficient.

Today, China faces enormous shortages in everything from medical care to basic necessities. It is unknown how long this war of resistance will last, or how we can defeat such a strong and formidable enemy.

Fu Le squatted on the roof, listening to the conversation inside. Her heart felt like it was being crushed by a huge rock, heavy and painful. Although she had been mentally prepared, now that she was involved, she could empathize even more with the feelings of the martyrs who fought on the battlefield. She was filled with hatred and anger!

When she was in school, history was what she hated most. Looking at the huge casualty figures and the descriptions of battlefield battles, she felt more hatred and disgust. Being emotional, she would even have nightmares and have trouble sleeping for a long time because of it. She hated it, but there was nothing she could do. So as soon as she finished the exams, she would deliberately try to forget it, because history was in the past, and she lived in a peaceful era.

When the executioners fail, they only need to evacuate safely and return to their countries to continue enjoying the good life, while the people of China have to endure the devastation of a broken country and the pain of losing loved ones forever!

On what grounds?

Taking a deep breath, Fu Le looked up at the starry sky with tears streaming down her face.

Die, die more! As long as the Japanese devils don't leave, she'll fight to the last! It's a fight to the death!

She still had plenty of rice and grain in her storage space, but that was only a lot for herself. For the soldiers across the country, it was just a drop in the ocean and certainly not enough to support the end of the war. However, it was not impossible to achieve the goal of accumulating grain. The key was how to do it and how she could ensure that the grain reached the troops while protecting herself.

Early in the morning, Fu Le pulled Chen Yaozu aside and said, "Uncle Chen, there's something we hope you can help us with."

At this time, Chen Yaozu was basically willing to grant Fu Le's every request. As long as it was within his power, he would say, "Lele, tell me what you want to do, and I will do it well."

"My father has been secretly collecting antiques. After all, our resources are limited; we can't just spend without earning. So we have to find a way to raise money. All those high-ranking officials and wealthy people are fond of antiques, and even the capitalists across the strait are eager to acquire antiques from our inland areas. They control a large amount of assets and money, as well as medical supplies, which were obtained from across the strait. We have many connections and undercover operations, all of which require substantial funds to operate. Therefore, if you, Uncle Chen, can help, our medical supplies and food will certainly not be in such dire straits as they are now. Although I am still a child, I hope I can do my part, Uncle Chen..."

"Okay, no problem." Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yaozu had already agreed. His heart pounding like a torrent told him that Fu Le's parents were the truly powerful people. Their casual actions were worth more than he had accumulated over several months or a year.

He'd delivered supplies five or six times already, but all combined, it wasn't even half the amount someone else had delivered in one trip, and the medicine was far less effective. That's a matter of ability; he had nothing but himself. Now, someone even more capable had appeared and extended an olive branch, allowing him to use his strengths to provide logistical support. This was an incredible opportunity! Chen Yaozu was determined to bring glory to his family, hehe!

Thinking that his name might one day appear in history books, Chen Yaozu grinned, revealing his back teeth.

Fu Le looked at the man laughing heartily and laughed along with him.

Chen Yaozu never expected that for a whole year afterward, he would be either on the road acquiring antiques or transporting supplies, so busy that his feet barely touched the ground, and he was so happy that he forgot all about home.

Just as Chen Yaozu went back to his room to ponder the cost of acquiring antiques, Fu Le walked in carrying his little schoolbag.

With a loud thud, the schoolbag landed heavily on the ground.

Chen Yaozu was confused and reached out to pick it up, but unexpectedly his hand felt heavy and he almost broke two fingers.

"Ya Ya, what's this?" Calling her Ya Ya had become a habit, so Chen Yaozu didn't change his way of addressing her.

"Open it and see for yourself."

Chen Yaozu asked in disbelief, "It's so heavy, how did you manage to lift it? You..." He couldn't finish his sentence, his mouth agape in astonishment!

Gold, a huge chunk of gold! Shiny, shiny gold!! Such heavy gold!!!

"It weighs ten kilograms. My dad had someone put this in my bag. It's a bit heavy to carry. Dad left a note saying it's your start-up capital. He'll send someone to collect the antiques every ten days. He hopes you can get started as soon as possible. The revolutionary cause can't wait. You just need to bring the antiques back to your home. Once these are used up, he'll give you more funds, so you don't need to worry about money. My dad will keep basic operating funds. Your monthly commission is one hundred silver dollars, which will be deducted from that." The little child spoke like an adult, but it didn't sound out of place at all. Some child prodigies are born different, and they can understand that.

"Alright, I will not fail in my mission!" Earning money and contributing to the nation's cause—what could be more exhilarating?!

A grand plan was born at this very moment in that small room!

Chen Yaozu set off that afternoon, and Fu Le simply went with him. Before getting into the car, Fu Le handed the dean a package, saying, "These are emergency life-saving medicines. I hope the dean can use them where they are needed. The quantity is small, so please be careful."

"Yes, young hero, don't worry," the dean said respectfully.

At this moment, the little child, in his and everyone else's eyes, was like a majestic mountain, inspiring awe and respect.

The package in his hands was heavy, but the dean felt relieved. These medicines would be of great help to the organization. He wondered what kind of organization they were, that they had such great power.