The brigade secretary's face was gloomy, and he was extremely unhappy: "Now, no matter who poisoned Siya, I'm afraid this matter will not end well! Now we can only pray to God that Siya is safe and sound! Otherwise, the two of us, and our Tuanjie Brigade, are probably all in grave danger!"
How could the captain not have thought of this? Even if he had, that's why he's so furious right now.
If Aunt Xie were in front of him, even if she were dead, he would probably want to kick her a couple of times!
But now, Xu Changfeng's house has been sealed off by the People's Liberation Army!
He could only grumble and say, "Now we can only take it one step at a time! I hope this whole thing was caused by Aunt Xie and her daughter, and that it doesn't involve everyone else!"
The fate of the Iwachi Brigade is still vivid in my mind.
The brigade leader and the brigade secretary felt even more pained than if their parents had died.
At this moment, in the capital city, a thousand miles away.
Jiang Zhiyuan went back to the small courtyard yesterday, packed a few changes of clothes, and watered the flowers, plants, and trees in the courtyard.
After washing up in the morning, he opened the courtyard gate and was suddenly struck by a sharp pain in his chest, which almost made him, with his strong endurance, kneel down.
The excruciating pain came suddenly, lasted for about a minute, and then disappeared just as suddenly.
After the pain subsided, Jiang Zhiyuan paused for a moment, rubbed his chest, and rode his bicycle to work as if nothing had happened.
Once inside the office, he intended to proceed with his work as usual, but he couldn't concentrate and felt that something bad had happened.
After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and dialed a number...
Although the Unity Brigade was a bit far to walk from the Red Star Commune, it was certainly quick to drive there.
Military trucks sped along the road like lightning, kicking up a trail of dust.
Pedestrians walking nearby were covered in dust, but before they could even get angry, they just watched the car drive away and muttered, "Driving so fast, did something happen?"
The car stopped at the entrance of the commune, and a soldier in a green uniform jumped out and rushed inside.
Before long, they dragged two doctors over and pulled them into the back of the car.
After examining the patient, the doctor confirmed it was poisoning, but didn't know what kind of poison it was. Besides, what kind of medicine could the commune clinic possibly have? It was the director who remembered that there was an old traditional Chinese medicine doctor in the pharmacy. His medical skills were quite good, but due to circumstances, he was now stuck in the pharmacy and dared not show his face.
Hearing that this was the orphan of a martyr, the old Chinese medicine doctor hesitated for a moment, but in the end, the desire to cure the disease and save lives prevailed. He went up to the carriage, first examined Xu Ningyan's eyelids and the whites of her eyes, and her complexion, and then smelled the black blood on the corner of Xu Ningyan's lips.
Shaking his head, he said, "She's been poisoned. My abilities are limited; I don't know what kind of poison it is, and I dare not use any medicine to cure it! Right now, I can use silver needles to protect her heart meridian, which will keep her conscious for a moment, enough to get her to the county hospital, where we'll see if there's any other way..."
Everyone looked at the two People's Liberation Army soldiers who brought Xu Ningyan.
The leader, Yu Changlin, breathed a sigh of relief upon hearing this.
However, he soon realized that he had breathed a sigh of relief too soon, because the old Chinese medicine doctor said, "But if the county hospital can't find a way to treat this after we've used silver needles to seal the meridians, I'm afraid it will be too late!"
Yu Changlin's eyes reddened as he looked earnestly at the old Chinese medicine doctor: "Doctor, please, you must save her! She is not only the orphan of a martyr, but also a benefactor to many more families of martyrs in our Northwest Military Region! Her father sacrificed his life before she was born, and she was abused and abandoned by her biological mother and stepfather, forced to work as a slave in other people's homes for more than ten years. After her true identity was revealed, she donated her father's pension and her orphan's allowance to the families of martyrs! And she is so young, not even eighteen years old! You must, you must save her!"
"Just tell me what you need! I only ask that you do your best to save her—"
He choked up at the end!
The dean, however, finally got a good look at Xu Ningyan's face. After thinking for a moment, he said, "Isn't she Comrade Xu from the county department store? She's been a great help to our commune since she went there! With her acting as a go-between, all the products produced by our brigades have been sold to the county department store. My hometown brigade even got a 20-cent raise in work points last year because of Comrade Xu's connections!"
He turned to look at the old Chinese medicine doctor: "Old Qin, do you think there are any other methods?"
The old Chinese medicine doctor, Qin Lao, had a complicated expression on his face. He knew that the hospital director was reminding him to remember Xu Ningyan's kindness.
Because his youngest son's family was arranged to live in the director's hometown with the help of the director.
I secretly met with them once during the Spring Festival last year. The younger son's family looked better than before. They said it was because a young comrade from the department store had taken the lead, and their brigade had more income. At the end of the year, their work points were worth more, and they bought grain so that everyone could barely have enough to eat.
His youngest granddaughter had a difficult childbirth because of a family accident when her daughter-in-law was pregnant with her, and her health wasn't very good.
Even with his help, they still couldn't get enough to eat after they went to the countryside.
But during the Spring Festival, because the production brigade was doing much better and the youngest son's work points were worth more, the little granddaughter's face regained its color.
He really needs to remember this kindness!
Sighing inwardly, having ultimately received their kindness, the old Chinese medicine doctor gritted his teeth and said, "At most, I can use silver needles to protect her heart meridian for seven days, and I also have a life-saving pill. If, after seven days, no antidote or expert has been found to save her, this life-saving pill can prolong her life for another three days! After three days, even a god can't save her!"
Upon hearing this, Yu Changlin realized he at least had ten days! He immediately saluted the old Chinese medicine doctor with great excitement: "Thank you, doctor! Thank you, Elder Qin! On behalf of the Northwest Military Region, I thank you! Your kindness and your efforts will not be in vain!"
The old Chinese medicine doctor, Qin, instructed the hospital director: "Go under my desk and get my little box containing the prescriptions."
The dean rushed off.
Not long after, he got into the car carrying an old wooden box.
The old Chinese medicine doctor opened the wooden box, inside which were silver needles wrapped in cloth and a small porcelain bottle.
The old Chinese medicine doctor Qin gestured to the hospital director to call over a female nurse. He then asked everyone else to get out of the car and have the nurse help him turn Xu Ningyan over onto her stomach, loosen her clothes a little to expose her arms and the back of her neck.
Although Yu Changlin got off the truck, half of his mind was still on the truck, and the other half was thinking about how to explain things to his superiors.
After thinking for a moment, he told Hu Dali, who had come with him, to keep an eye on things. He then pulled the dean aside, whispered a few words to him, and followed the dean into his office to make a phone call.
County Armed Forces Department.
provincial capital.
Northwest Military Region.
The phone rang one after another, and then another call was made.
One order after another was issued, and countless people were alerted and mobilized.
The capital city.
"Ring ring—" Jiang Zhiyuan, who had been feeling flustered all along, suddenly felt a sense of fear after the phone on the table rang, and he didn't dare to answer it.
The phone rang several times before he took a deep breath and answered, "Hello, this is Jiang Zhiyuan—"
After hearing something said on the other end of the phone, Jiang Zhiyuan's face instantly drained of all color: "What did you say? Xu Ningyan has been poisoned and is in critical condition?"
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