? Director of the Municipal Public Security Bureau and Secretary of the Political and Legal Committee? This official title is enough to make those medical staff breathless. Regardless of whether what the young people in front of them say is true or false, this matter must not be ignored.
"Quick, Xiao Guo is responsible for cleaning the patient's mouth, Xiao Liu is preparing to give ten milliliters of diazepam for intravenous injection, and Xiao Li goes to the car to get a stretcher and an oxygen mask... Hurry, time is life..." The attitude of the tall and thin doctor suddenly changed.
He made a 180-degree turn, yelling and arranging first aid, and even ran to Du Feng's side to get busy.
I know that time is my life. If I am an ordinary person with empty pockets, I will lie down on the ground and wake up naturally. Ironically, to use a crooked word that He Shang said before, I will get acne from eating fruit...
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Seeing Director Du being carried straight to the ambulance on a stretcher, Xu Qing's gloomy expression softened slightly, and he stepped forward and took Lu Yinxue's little hand and walked directly to the counter of the deli.
"Boss, please bring ten sauced pig's trotters, no, twelve, otherwise we won't be able to make three whole pigs." Xu Qing took out a few red bills from his wallet and threw them on the glass counter: "By the way, here are two sauced salted ducks.
, half a pound of duck tongue..."
Classmate Xiao Xu knew the delicious cooked food here very well. He quickly bought a lot of cooked food and bought a few bottles of beer and drinks along the way. The shop owner smiled and heated the cooked food and packed it, and also presented a beautiful shopping bag.
It was already an hour and a half later when the two of them drove to the entrance of Longquan Nursing Home. However, Xu Qing did not enter the nursing home. Instead, he parked the car at the foot of a nearby green hill, spread a piece of plastic film on the ground, and placed cooked food and drinks on it.
This is considered a picnic.
6 Yinxue was not picky at all. She sat down casually and stretched out her hand to tear off a duck leg and put it to her mouth. Suddenly she thought of something nerve-wracking. She raised her head and glanced at Xu Qing inquiringly and said: "
It’s been almost two hours, should it be okay to eat?”
Xu Qing smiled and opened a can of beer and said: "It's okay, I can afford it even if you have it."
6 Yinxue quickly put down the duck legs and said, "Forget it then, let's wait until two hours have passed before eating..."
Xu Qing took a sip of beer, then grabbed a pig's hind trotter and started to nibble on it. The sauced pig's trotters are only delicious if they are chewed whole. Watching Lu Yinxue keep swallowing the saliva makes it even more delicious.
After finishing the first pig's trotter, two hours had passed. Lu Yinxue could finally open her belly and feast. She found that her appetite was surprisingly good today. After finishing one pickled salted duck and three pig's trotters, she still had nothing left.
Hoof.
Xu Qing was secretly speechless. He had read a book before. It said that the concentrated protein injected into men and women after mL of ml can increase their appetite. Facts have proved that there is some scientific basis for it, at least it is much stronger than those digestion tablets.
!
The pleasant picnic ended, leaving only scattered pig and duck bones on the ground. After sending Lu Yinxue back to Longquan Nursing Home, Xu Qing drove back the same way. When he returned to Huijing Garden, he unexpectedly found a parking lot at the entrance of the villa community.
Driving a medium-sized container truck, jade wool purchased from a public market in Myanmar arrived.
The people responsible for transporting the wool were ten Burmese men in saloons, and a man in blue overalls was making a call on his cell phone. The cell phone in Xu Qing's pocket vibrated, and he started singing.
Xu Qing parked the car next to the container truck, got out of the car with his mobile phone and waved it towards the man, then hung up. The phone in the man's hand suddenly sounded a busy tone.
"Hello, Mr. Xu!" The man smiled and stretched out his hand to shake Xu Qing's hand and said, "I am Niu Xiaofeng from Huasang Logistics Company, and I have made a special trip to deliver woolen materials to you."
Before Niu Xiaofeng came here, he would look at the photos of the cargo owners at least ten times a day. When he saw Xu Qing, he didn't feel strange at all. Instead, he felt a little bit like Friends, which made him feel more friendly.
Xu Qing smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, just let the car drive in directly." He walked to the guard box and gestured to the security guard. The security guard inside knew Xu Qing and quickly opened the door with a smile to let him go.
In addition to the jade wool, the container also contained wooden boxes shipped from Kumen Ridge. The Sang family's energy and efficiency were really unexpected.
Xu Qing opened the door to the basement and arranged for people to move all the woolen materials in. As for the wooden boxes, they were all carried into the villa and asked Mrs. Zeng to free up a guest room to store these treasures. Anyway, there were many empty rooms, so she would create a display room in the future.
Room is also good.
Huasang Logistics Company is a multinational logistics company run by the Sang family in the mainland. After Xu Qing received the goods, he specially gave 20,000 yuan to the manager Niu Xiaofeng as a reward, but the other party refused to accept it and didn't even take a sip of water.
He left with the group of Burmese people, leaving only a business card.
Wool worth billions of euros was placed in the basement. Xu Qing couldn't help but feel a little worried. As the saying goes, money moves people's hearts. Obviously, the security guards in the community alone cannot make people feel at ease. If the security measures inside and outside the villa are to be strengthened, the security measures must be strengthened.
With the help of the Tang family's connections.
He took out his mobile phone and dialed Tang Guobin, and briefly explained the situation. There was no need to hide things between brothers. Tang Guobin hesitated for a moment and then agreed. Anyway, he was bored and just wanted to find something to do.
Do.
In addition, Tang Guobin also told him the news that the Muramasa sword had been authenticated by someone. It was a product of the Warring States Period in Japan, and it was most likely the most famous king-killing sword because the handle was engraved with Japanese characters.
Chiyo hates three little words.
Tokugawa Ieyasu, nicknamed Takechiyo, the first shogun of the Edo shogunate, both his father and grandfather were killed by the Muramasa demon sword. If this sword is the demon sword that killed Tokugawa's father and ancestors, then its value is inestimable, and its use is priceless.
It’s not an exaggeration to describe it.
The biggest reward of Tang Guobin’s trip to Myanmar was getting this precious sword. His gratitude to Xu Qing is self-evident. When it comes to strengthening the security measures in the villa, it is nothing more than spending money. As long as you are willing to spend money, it can even be building a bank.
Any treasury will do.
After talking on the phone, Xu Qing ran to the room containing the wooden box, opened the box and scanned it repeatedly with the clairvoyant eye, because Takeo Akagi's suicide note said that in addition to the Muramasa sword, there was also a Bato-style sword manual.
, I wonder if it is hidden in this pile of antiques.
After rummaging for a long time, I finally found a roll of paper in a celadon plum vase of unknown age. However, the bottle mouth was too big and the paper roll had fallen apart, so it would take some effort to take it out.
Xu Qing found a long-handled tweezer and carefully inserted it through the mouth of the bottle, clamped a corner of the paper and slowly rotated it, then rerolled it into a paper tube, then slowly pulled it out from the narrow mouth of the bottle, and spread the paper roll on the table.
Above, there are three pictures without any writing.
What made him a little puzzled was that all three paintings showed a Japanese samurai with a braided braid, lowering his head and grabbing a sword, concentrating as if he was about to unsheath the sword. However, the three paintings were no different, as if they were carved from the same mold.