Lu Ming's thinking was too simple. He was not a soldier and had no idea what the Marine Corps was, especially the extent to which the modernized force was armed.
As the folk saying goes, "Armed to the teeth", that is really an understatement. From the top of the head to the bottom of the feet, which part is not armed?
With the current strength of the Japanese army stationed in Shanghai, let alone the people from the Fuxing Society, even if all the garrisons in Shanghai, Suzhou, and Hangzhou were deployed, they would not be able to eat up this specially trained special force.
If you travel a bit, you might be able to see it more clearly.
Fifteen years later, in the 48th year of the Republic of China (1937), the July 7 Marco Polo Bridge Incident occurred. In order to resist Japan's encroaching tactics in the north, the Republic of China government wanted to open a second front in the Shanghai area, relying on the complex international background.
The metropolis Shanghai came to contain Japanese forces.
General Zhang Wenbai led 200,000 elite troops from Shanghai and Nanjing into urban Shanghai with the purpose of eating up the Marine Corps stationed in Shanghai.
There were only two to three thousand Japanese Marines, but they had already prepared for battle and built the station into an indestructible fortress. Under waves of attacks, they actually managed to hold on to the fortress and waited until they came over from the sea.
of rescue power.
Immediately afterwards, the famous "August 13" Battle of Songhu took place. From August 13 to November 12, 1937, all one million of the national army's elite troops were engaged in the battle. However, due to the enemy's superior sea and air power,
The battle failed to win.
However, in the Battle of Sihang Warehouse and the heroic feat of eight hundred heroes holding on to Shanghai, they will forever be engraved in the hearts of the Chinese people. The famous general Xie Jinyuan has always been remembered by the people of Shanghai.
The fall of Shanghai was followed by the battle to defend the capital Nanjing, and soon Nanjing fell. After two fierce and fierce battles, the elite of the national army was completely lost. Even after the victory of the Anti-Japanese War, the strength of the national army still could not be fully restored.
Some people believe that the "August 13" Battle of Songhu allowed the Japanese to prematurely enter the hinterland of China, heading west from Shanghai to Nanjing, which was a strategic misstep.
In fact, it is not. Since the Japanese army changed its strategy of attacking China from north to south to east to west, the final result of the Anti-Japanese War was destined (this is a story later, I will tell this paragraph in detail in the second part of "Shanghai Storm"
The tragic history of a strong man breaking his wrist).
The time travel comes to an end and we return to the current scene.
"This matter is not over yet. I will settle the score with you later!" Lu Ming roared with bloodshot eyes, then he quickly carried Ning Xiner into his car and drove away.
Revenge is not important now, what is important is to send Ning Xiner to treatment as soon as possible.
Of course there is a mental hospital in Shanghai, but Lu Ming did not go to this mental hospital, but to a psychiatric clinic founded by the Christian Church, referred to as the Shijia Clinic.
The doctor in charge of this clinic is from the United States. His name is Stephen. He is very famous in Shanghai and has successfully cured many patients who suffered from mental trauma.
This clinic mainly caters to foreigners living in Shanghai, so the fees are so expensive that ordinary Chinese people simply cannot afford the treatment.
Lu Ming drove to this clinic located in the public concession, and Ning Zetao and Yuan Mingzhu's cars followed them all the way to the clinic.
Lu Ming and Ning Zetao carried the sleeping Ning Xiner into the clinic. Lu Ming told the nurse in English that he was a Chinese American and gave his name.
The nurse at the hospital is a beautiful American girl. Of course she has heard of Lu Ming. Not many people have seen Lu Ming in Shanghai, but this name is very popular.
The nurse immediately called Dr. Stephen. He was a middle-aged man about forty years old. Although he was not very old, his hair was already gray, which is what the Chinese call young whiteheads. Maybe he was of this race.
Dr. Stephen listened to Lu Ming's introduction to the situation and immediately understood. He had just heard the news on the radio in the morning. The patient in front of him was the hostage kidnapped by the Japanese that the US government came to rescue.
Although I don't know what happened to Ning Xiner, after being detained in the Japanese Gendarmerie for such a long time, anything could happen. The Japanese Gendarmerie is synonymous with hell in Shanghai.
Now that Ning Xiner is still sleeping, Dr. Stephen can only give her a physical examination. Yuan Mingzhu can accompany her in, while Lu Ming and Ning Zetao can only wait outside for the results.
Lu Ming gritted his teeth, his heart filled with regret. He still overestimated the Japanese, thinking that Manchuria agents were more professional and would not torture people at will. Ning Xiner should be just like Yuan Ziyuan, who was just put under house arrest.
But seeing Ning Xiner's current appearance, he knew that he was totally wrong.
"Brother, I'm sorry." Lu Ming said to Ning Zetao with tears in his eyes.
Ning Zetao did not shed tears. His tears had been burned dry by the anger of hatred. Now there were only two words in his heart: revenge.
"You are not sorry for Xin'er, you have done your best. I know that if it weren't for you, my sister would never have come back, and her life might not have been saved." Ning Zetao said sadly, rubbing his messy hair.
Of course he knew everything Lu Ming had done for Ning Xiner, and he almost got involved in it. It was hard to say whether there would be any danger later.
Two grown men were sitting on chairs outside the consulting room. One was crying non-stop, and the other was clenching his fists and pointing at the sky.
The nurses coming and going looked at them curiously, wondering what happened to them and what they were waiting for.
Not long after, Dr. Stephen walked out of the consulting room and said to Lu Ming and Ning Zetao who came over: "The patient's physical condition is pretty good. He is a little malnourished. It will only take a few days to recover. We can't talk to the patient yet, and we can't be sure.
The patient’s mental condition.”
Dr. Stephen then spoke a few words in English naturally.
Ning Zetao breathed a sigh of relief. The doctor's description at least showed that Ning Xiner had not been abused or tortured physically, but she didn't know whether it was a temporary over-stimulation or irreversible mental trauma.
Lu Ming asked a few questions in English, and Dr. Stephen also answered in English.
Lu Ming translated the doctor's words to Ning Zetao, who was looking at him eagerly. The general meaning was that the patient had slight convulsions and slightly dilated pupils, but the symptoms were not serious.
At noon, Ning Xiner hadn't woken up yet. Yuan Mingzhu had been staying with Ning Xiner in the clinic. She vowed to guard Ning Xiner every step of the way.
Ever since Ning Xiner's accident, Mingzhu has been blaming herself. She felt that if she had not been in a hurry to practice speaking with that American that day, she would not have let Ning Xiner go to the bathroom alone. If she had gone with Ning Xiner, Ning Xiner would have
You won't be arrested.
Of course she didn't expect that all of this was planned in advance. Even if she didn't practice speaking with the American, there would still be others who would pester her and even cause her some harm in order to achieve their goals.
That night, Ning Xiner was destined to go to the bathroom alone and was destined to be kidnapped. This could not be changed.
A beautiful lady brought beef and vegetable sandwiches to Lu Ming and Ning Zetao, as well as two drinks.
Both of them shook their heads and refused. At this moment, their hearts were so full that they couldn't eat or drink anything until Ning Xiner's condition was confirmed.
Ning Zetao walked around inside and outside the hospital from time to time. His excuse was to go outside to smoke, but in fact it was just because there was a constant flow of air in his body.
He simply couldn't stay in one place for long. If he didn't stand up and shake his body, his whole body seemed to explode and he would go crazy.
After noon, Dai Li came to the clinic with a few followers, and several leaders of the Cao Gang also drove over with a dozen brothers.
So many people came to the silent psychiatric clinic all of a sudden that the corridors of the clinic were crowded. After the nurse came out, she drove all these people outside without hesitation, not caring about their identities.
Everyone is honest and has no complaints. They know that when civilized people go to the hospital, they have to listen to the doctor regardless of their status.
If it were a Chinese hospital, with Dai Li's identity, he might be invited to the office for a cup of tea by the director, but this is a clinic run by an American, and his identity would not play any role.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, Ning Xiner finally woke up. As soon as she woke up, she saw Mingzhu. Then the two hugged each other and cried bitterly, unable to say anything.
Doctor Stephen and the nurses were not impatient and just observed quietly. This was actually a diagnosis and treatment method.
"Sister Xin'er, how are you? You are free now. They released you and we can go home. How do you feel now?" Mingzhu asked incoherently.
Ning Xiner was recalling in a daze, as if she couldn't think of anything. Suddenly she seemed to think of something, and then she suddenly held her head and shouted: "No, no, no."
Then she tore her hair and clothes violently. Mingzhu was stunned and at a loss. She could only hold Ning Xiner as hard as she could and kept calling her name softly.
Although the nurses were all delicate, they came over like strong men and held Ning Xiner down, forcing her to stay calm.