Early in the morning on July 31st, sporadic gunfire still rang out from time to time around the Chinese and Japanese concessions in the city. If you climbed up to the roof, you could see steaming smoke everywhere.
In this panic, Cao Muba, who had eaten breakfast, put on a clean Chinese tunic suit, took Tao Canhua, who was also wearing a Chinese tunic suit, and drove the Japanese car sent by Someya Yukio last night and left the love letter apartment.
From the passenger seat of the car, Tao Canhua was familiar with the shooting skills he learned from Jasmine yesterday. From time to time, he would even raise his gun and aim at the telephone pole outside the car window - until Cao Mute stepped on the brakes.
Angrily, he was slapped with a loud scratch on the back of his head. Then he turned off the safety of the pistol with a smile and hid it again in the coat on his lap.
When Cao Mute started driving the car again, Wei Ran, who was hiding in the shadow of the dormer window on the roof of the study apartment, also put away his telescope, and took advantage of Jasmine downstairs not paying attention to look into the attic along the dormer window.
Take a look.
It's a pity that the inside of this dormer window is covered with a thick layer of English newspapers that have turned yellow. Even if there are some gaps on the edge and I can peek inside, all I can see is heavy curtains.
Without too much delay, Wei Ran stepped on the ladder and went downstairs, shook his head at Jasmine, followed him down to the first floor, took the Chinese medicine that Yang’s mother helped boil and drank it in one gulp, and then let Jasmine help and gave it to himself
The wounds all over the body were treated with different medicines.
On the day of the 31st, everyone in the study room, including Wei Ran, was waiting for the return of Cao Duba and Tao Canhua and the good news that might come with them.
By this time, the people underground and on the ground waited from the time the sun had just risen in the morning to when the stars could be seen overhead, and then Cao Muteba drove the Japanese car straight into the small courtyard.
"Quick, come help!"
Tao Canhua almost opened the car door and whispered a greeting in a low voice almost as Yang Ma pushed the door bar against the courtyard door.
With the help of Jasmine and Wei Ran, who could only use one hand, Tao Canhua helped out a man wearing a long gown and a top hat and a man wrapped in a blanket from the front and rear carriages. Then, he got out of the carriage by himself.
A girl with a student haircut came out wearing a blouse and a skirt, black leather shoes.
This wasn't over yet. When they opened the trunk, Cao Yuba and Tao Canhua took out two children who looked to be about thirteen or fourteen years old. They were all dirty and smelled of blood.
"This is..."
"Shh——!" Jasmine stopped Tao Canhua's introduction and whispered, "Send it to the basement."
Hearing this, Tao Canhua quickly stopped talking, supported one of them, followed the man wrapped in a blanket supported by Wei Ran, and got into the small building where the lights were not turned on at all.
When Cao Duba and Jasmine each carried a half-year-old child and brought the girl dressed as a schoolgirl in, Yang's mother also helped close the door from the outside and began to clean the Japanese car in the dark.
Passing through the hall on the first floor, entering the storage room, and then walking up the steps into the semi-basement with the windows sealed, Wei Ran frowned when the bright fluorescent tubes above his head were lit one after another to replace the dim lights in the stairwell.
.
Among the people they brought in at this time was Mr. Feng Maoyun, who was wearing a long gown and unkempt face. Mr. Feng at this time could be described as particularly embarrassed.
It had only been a few days since I last saw him. Not only had he lost a lot of weight, but his hair, which had been neatly taken care of, was extremely messy, with some gray in it. In addition, there were ten fingers on his hands.
They all had injuries on their heads, and some even had their fingernails peeled off.
And looking at his confused appearance, it was obvious that he had also suffered a huge mental blow.
Look at the man who was wrapped in a blanket and almost carried in by Cao Muba. It turned out to be Uncle Meng who ran the snack stall in Sanguo'er.
Compared to Feng Maoyun, his condition was worse. Uncle Meng was already in a coma at this time. His two legs and arms, as well as his palms and shoulders, all had penetrating wounds from bayonets, especially his left thigh.
A piece of muscle the size of a ham sausage was cut off, and a thick layer of what seemed to be plant ash was sprinkled on it. There were even burnt marks on the edges.
As if he was afraid that everyone would misunderstand, Tao Canhua glanced at Jasmine, who had covered her mouth and her eyes were red, and hurriedly explained, "He is still alive. He was tied to a telegraph pole by the Japanese with wires. The mute uncle seems to recognize...
"
"I'm afraid I won't be able to save him by myself, and I don't have any medicine or medical equipment." Wei Ran looked directly at Jasmine before Tao Canhua finished speaking.
He knew that this Uncle Meng had saved Jasmine's life, and he also knew that Jasmine wanted to save this Uncle Meng no matter what, but now he, a disabled veterinarian, might not be able to do anything.
Jasmine also understood the hint in Wei Ran's words, turned around and ran upstairs. Seeing this, Wei Ran looked at the two half-grown children who were placed on the stage.
The condition of these two children is not much better than that of Uncle Meng. Their thin arms and legs have scars left by being penetrated and tied up. Their skinny backs and even buttocks have scratches that look like
It's a scar caused by burning a cigarette butt!
But without exception, these two children, who together are probably less than thirty years old, are all alive, and they are all alive as if they are gossamer-like!
"Uncle Mute found them in a ruined temple in the west of the city. They were tied to the pillars of the ruined temple at that time." Tao Canhua said through gritted teeth, "There were a lot of cigarette butts around!"
"Canhua"
Wei Ran coughed, cleared his hoarse throat, forced himself to calm down and said, "You can't help here, hurry up now and check whether there are any drops of blood along the way starting from the car.
If there is any, wash it carefully and ask Mother Yang to kill two old hens and try to spread the chicken blood everywhere.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Also ask Yang’s mother if there is any mouse poison at home. If there is, mix it with sesame oil and hen’s offal and put it everywhere in the yard, especially at the entrance of the small yard.
Put some."
"Hey! I'm going right now!"
Although Tao Canhua didn't know why he did this, he agreed very simply. Cao Muba, after frowning and taking a serious look at Wei Ran, turned to watch Tao Canhua leave the basement.
Only then did Wei Ran look at the girl dressed as a student who came down with him.
This girl looks to be in her early twenties. Although she is not very beautiful, she still has the unique temperament of a rich girl.
Seeing Wei Ran looking at her, the girl immediately introduced herself, "I am Guan Lingling, Guan Bingwen's sister."
Hearing this, Wei Ran nodded, "Xiao Guan's current condition is pretty good, Guan Xiao..."
"Just call me Ling Lu," Guan Bingwen's sister said rather simply.
"If Miss Linglu is not in a hurry, why not go sit on the second floor first?"
Wei Ran glanced at the stage with the wounded lying beside him, and then at Mr. Feng who was sitting beside the stage in a state of despair, "By the way, help us comfort Mr. Feng."
"Alright"
Guan Lingling nodded, supported the confused Mr. Feng and walked upstairs. For a while, only Wei Ran, Cao Duba, and the three seriously injured people were left in the basement.
Not long after waiting, with a crunching sound, the corner of the stair handrail flipped 180 degrees, and then the large mirror was pushed away from the inside.
Almost immediately, Qiushi and Meixiang emerged from the small door.
“The situation is urgent, long story short”
Wei Ran explained simply, "All three injured people need debridement and suturing. They may also face excessive blood loss. But I can only use one hand now. I need Andy to help me suture the wound together. I also need enough
A lot of medical equipment.”
"Uncle Mute, send them all to the basement." Mei Xiang said without any hesitation, "Andy is already waiting. You don't have to worry about medicines and other supplies."
"Should I go down first?"
After Wei Ran finished speaking, he saw Mei Xiang nodding and immediately followed Qiushi to the hidden basement. On the contrary, Mei Xiang actually pushed the frame of the mirror to make room for herself while Wei Ran got into the small door, and walked along the steps alone.
Walked to the ground.
After some busy preparations, Uncle Meng and the two little guys whose names were unknown were sent into the hidden underground space.
Immediately afterwards, Cao Mute put the bed where Wei Ran had slept and the bed where Andy had slept together. He first carried the most seriously injured Uncle Meng to this bed, and then carried Guan Bingwen out.
"I'm afraid you will be the main force next," Wei Ran reminded, looking at Andy lying on the bed.
Andy, who had broken both legs, nodded and motioned to Qiushi to bring over two hard leather medicine boxes and a desk lamp. While putting on gloves, he asked, "What should I do?"
"First perform anesthesia and debridement, then bandage to stop bleeding. Next, remove the scalded rotten flesh and suture. Be careful to avoid the aorta and veins."
Wei Ran, who was sitting next to Uncle Meng's bed, said as he reached out and picked up a pair of hemostatic forceps and got ready.
Under his command, Andy, who had broken both legs, became the main force of the operation. After giving Uncle Meng an anesthetic and carefully washing away the things that seemed to be plant ash, the girl followed Wei Ran's instructions.
The work of debridement and suturing started quickly.
"You seem to have a lot of clinical experience?" Wei Ran asked casually.
"Every time after a fight, the Qinghong Gang, who has nothing to do, always sends people to the hospital where Dagma and I work for treatment."
Andy explained while busy, "This is Dagma and I's deputy position. After all, the Germans have already evacuated and the German concessions are gone. We sisters have to find a way to survive. We can't always count on it."
Mr. Walker provides relief, not to mention, I have to pay for my brother’s tuition fees to study abroad.”
"Are you going to support your brother in studying abroad?" Wei Ran was stunned. He didn't expect that Andy would have to shoulder such a responsibility.
“Actually, I didn’t put in much effort.”
Andy, who was busy beside Uncle Meng, explained, "I only raised the tuition fee for my brother once, and the rest was lent to me by Meixiang. My brother and I both owe her thousands of dollars. Let's not talk about this.
Okay, what to do next?”
"Here" Wei Ran pointed at Uncle Meng's wound with a hemostatic forceps, "sew it up here..."
Under Wei Ran's command, Andy completed the suturing work step by step. On the ground, Cao Duba also carried Guan Bingwen, who had a large burn on his back, to the second floor without electric lights, letting him and his sister
Guan Lingling and his teacher Feng Maoyun sat side by side, discussing something in the dark with the courtesan Mei Xiang sitting on the sofa opposite.
