London Huishi Hospital can be said to be the best hospital in the British Concession in Tianjin, and its location is near the later Tianjin Stomatological Hospital.
Jacob Hyman handed the test sheet to Wang Qianming and said in fluent Chinese: "Mr. Wang's illness has been cured, but he must pay attention to rest and avoid catching colds again. He must also pay attention to what he eats and avoid spicy food.
Don’t even eat food that has gone bad.”
"Thank you, doctor," Wang Qianming said to Zhou Hexuan with a smile, "Mingcheng, you should feel relieved now."
"Be careful in everything and you will never make a big mistake," Zhou Hexuan smiled and said, "Thank you, Mr. Heyman."
"You're welcome. If you are free next week, you can play polo with me." Jacob smiled.
"Of course, we will call Mr. Consul up when the time comes," Zhou Hexuan said and asked, "Mr. Heyman, is there a possibility of the disease relapsing?"
There is no specific medicine for typhoid fever, and recurrence and mortality rates are extremely high. It was not until the successful development of chloramphenicol in 1948 that the harm of typhoid fever was effectively controlled.
Jacob solemnly warned: "This disease can easily relapse, especially within one to two months after recovery. If symptoms such as fever, chills, diarrhea, etc. occur, you must seek medical treatment in time, otherwise your life will be in danger."
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"Is it really that scary?" Wang Qianming asked.
Jacob nodded and said: "Once the optimal treatment time is missed, the mortality rate is close to 80%."
Wang Qianming was completely frightened and said quickly: "I will be extremely careful."
Zhou Hexuan suddenly remembered an article he had read before traveling. According to some statistics, the average life expectancy during the Republic of China was only 35 years old, and the infant and epidemic mortality rates were extremely high. Take typhoid fever, for example, it breaks out every 2-3 years, and the number of deaths is
Tens of thousands.
These days, human life is the most valuable thing. Many people at the bottom are sick and have to endure hardships. If they can't survive, they just wait to die.
Damn the Republic of China!
After coming out of the hospital, Wang Qianming clasped his fists and said, "Brother, I'm going to the hotel first, and I have to board a ship to go south tomorrow morning."
"Brother Qianming, take care." Zhou Hexuan said.
"Goodbye!"
Just because Zhou Hexuan forced him to come to the hospital for examination, Wang Qianming believed that Zhou Hexuan was a person worthy of close friendship. How caring he is to his friends!
After the two separated, Zhou Hexuan did not go to the newspaper office, but took a rickshaw directly back home. As soon as he took out a few calligraphy paintings and hid them, he heard a rapid knock on the door.
Li Shoumin outside the door kept wiping his sweat. He came from the newspaper office. When he saw Zhou Hexuan, he said: "Finally I found you, come with me!"
"What happened?" Zhou Hexuan asked.
Li Shoumin said anxiously: "Chu Yufeng has captured Meng Xiaodong, please find a solution to the young commander quickly."
Zhou Hexuan didn't have any special thoughts about Meng Xiaodong, but after all, we were still friends, so he couldn't just let it go and immediately set off for the Young Marshal's Mansion.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Xueliang was not there, so Yu Fengzhi personally received him, made coffee for Zhou Hexuan and said: "The fighting on the front line is fierce, and Han Qing went to Nankou three days ago to supervise the battle. Do you have anything important to do with Han Qing?"
Zhou Hexuan immediately narrated what happened. He was afraid that Yu Fengzhi would not help, so he added jealously: "Xiaodong is my confidante, please help me, Madam!"
Sure enough, when Yu Fengzhi heard this, he immediately said: "Then what are you waiting for? There are some guards in my house, you can take them all over. By the way, let Jin Zhiming accompany you, don't be afraid that Chu Yufeng won't let them go!"
"Madam, I cannot thank you enough for your kindness! I will take my leave now." Zhou Hexuan said happily.
When leaving the Marshal's Mansion, Zhou Hexuan was riding in a Chevrolet sedan, followed by a military truck with more than a dozen guards on board.
Chu Yufeng's residence was in Nanshi, Tianjin. The motorcade was speeding along and soon arrived at the large courtyard building.
Zhou Hexuan got out of the driveway: "Brother Mingjing, please!"
"Don't worry, keep it with me," Jin Zhiming pulled out his gun and immediately ordered, "Break down the door!"
More than a dozen guards of the Young Marshal's Mansion were like wolves and tigers. These were the new-style troops trained by Zhang Xueliang. They enforced orders and forbidding, and their combat effectiveness far exceeded that of the old-fashioned warlord troops. They formed a human wall, counted "one, two, one" and stepped forward, and then suddenly
Launch a charge.
"boom!"
The solid solid wood door bolt was directly broken, and Zhou Hexuan, Li Shoumin and Jin Zhiming followed immediately.
Several big soldiers ran out of the courtyard and yelled: "What are you doing? You dare to break into Master Chu's house. You are so impatient!"
"How dare you call yourself master in front of me?" Jin Zhiming was furious, "Get them all!"
The guards at the Young Marshal's Mansion were obviously more aggressive. They rushed forward crazily. If they encountered anyone who dared to fight back, they would hit them with their rifle butts, knocking Chu Yufeng's men down in an instant.
Inside the courtyard.
Chu Yufeng was sitting on the Taishi chair, listening to the music leisurely and cheering from time to time.
Meng Xiaodong looked miserable, but the music she sang was still so beautiful. She was wearing a cheongsam with a high slit, no Peking opera makeup on her face, but a beard (long beard), which made her look even more weird.
Somewhat pretty.
Chu Yufeng knows how to play!
"boom!"
The sound of the outside door being knocked open woke Chu Yufeng up, and then there was another burst of fighting and screaming. He became furious: "His grandma is a bear, which gray grandson dares to come to my house to cause trouble!"
Chu Yufeng stood up with a gun drawn, kicked open the imperial chair, and strode outside. Before he could leave the courtyard, people from outside had already rushed in, and the two sides happened to bump into each other on the steps.
When Mr. Chu saw that everyone on the other side was holding a gun, he suddenly felt guilty and said inwardly: "Whose soldiers are you?"
Zhou Hexuan stepped forward and said, "Commander Chu, it's been a long time."
"It's your kid," Chu Yufeng had seen Zhou Hexuan before and sneered, "I heard that you went to work as an errand at the young marshal's house and set up some kind of foundation. Did you come to my house today to rebel?"
Zhou Hexuan said, neither humble nor arrogant: "I have a friend who was invited by Commander Chu to sing in an opera. I want to take her back."
"Oh, you are here to steal a woman from me. You are a good boy. Are you really not afraid of death?" Chu Yufeng looked at Zhou Hexuan fiercely, but did not dare to move casually and could only use words to threaten him.
Meng Xiaodong also came out, and the moment she saw Zhou Hexuan, her face was filled with joy, and the sorrow and anger of being robbed by Chu Yufeng was wiped away.
Zhou Hexuan nodded and smiled at Meng Xiaodong to reassure her, and then said: "Commander Chu, give me some face."
Chu Yufeng said angrily: "To give you face, who do you think you are? You are not a dog raised by our Chu family! Don't rely on your large number of soldiers. If you have the guts to touch me, give it a try!"
"Haha." This was the first time Zhou Hexuan was called a dog. He didn't get angry but smiled instead. He seemed to find it quite interesting.
Jin Zhiming was angry. Zhou Hexuan was Zhang Xueliang's man, and he was also Zhang Xueliang's man. Zhou Hexuan was called a dog, so who does Jin Zhiming mean to him? He immediately shouted: "Mr. Zhou, don't talk nonsense to him. Brothers, give it to me.
beat!"
"How dare you!" Chu Yufeng had already taken a few steps back when he spoke. If it weren't for the power of his brother Chu Yupu, he would have run away long ago.
Two fists were no match for four, and even the gun in Chu Yufeng's hand was ineffective. The guards of the Young Marshal's Mansion swarmed Chu Yufeng and beat her until her nose was bruised and her face was swollen in minutes. She screamed for mercy like a butchered pig.
"Stop fighting, stop fighting. If you hit her again, someone will die!" Zhou Hexuan quickly went up to dissuade her, but he was merciless and stomped on Chu Yufeng's face, leaving several size 43 shoe marks.
Seeing that it was almost done, Jin Zhiming smiled and said: "Close the team!"
Zhou Hexuan and his people came and left quickly, and disappeared in the courtyard in an instant.
Chu Yufeng got up in embarrassment, her whole face was swollen like a pig's head, her nosebleeds were flowing like tap water, and she screamed in pain: "It's smoked in my pocket, I'll drown it in shit!"
Well, two of his front teeth were missing, and when he spoke, he couldn't hear what he was yelling.
