Lao Ruan and Liu Ming were not familiar with the place, and it was difficult to tell the north, south, east, and west in the dark. Anyway, they tried to stay away from Qingnian Road and ran five or six miles in one breath.
After making sure that there were no pursuers behind him, Lao Ruan turned into an alley and gasped: "Liu Ming, take a rest and let me bandage the wound."
Liu Ming was taken aback and said, "Team leader, are you injured?"
"It's okay, just a minor injury." Lao Ruan sat down, rolled up his trousers, and checked the injury on his leg.
Blood was dripping down his calf. Fortunately, the dark pants Lao Ruan wore were not very obvious even if they were stained with blood.
What's worse is that the bullet did not cause a penetrating wound and still remained in the skin, which meant that a surgical operation was necessary.
Lao Ruan pulled off a pair of underwear and bandaged the wound while asking: "Liu Ming, go out and see where this place is."
Liu Ming agreed, walked out quickly, and returned soon, saying, "This is the envoy road."
Lao Ruan stood up slowly while holding on to the wall and said, "Let's go, find a clinic and take out the bullet from the leg first."
Liu Ming said worriedly: "You have a gunshot wound. I'm afraid the clinic won't treat it."
Lao Ruan said: "Try your luck. At worst, you can give me more money. I have an injured leg. The target is too obvious."
The two of them did not dare to take the main road and tried their best to walk through small streets and alleys.
More than half an hour later, Liu Ming pointed to a building on the street and said happily: "Team leader, there is a clinic there!"
With the dim light of the street lamp, Lao Ruan looked up and saw that it was indeed a clinic. The plaque at the door read four characters: Kohler Clinic.
"It seems to be a clinic run by foreigners..." Lao Ruan murmured.
Liu Ming said: "It doesn't matter which country he is from, go in and ask, if it works, it will be fine. If it doesn't, I will throw him away."
At this point, Lao Ruan has no other option. After searching for so long, this is the only clinic that is still open.
The two of them crossed the road and came to the door of the clinic. They looked around for a while, then opened the door and walked in.
Dr. Kohler is about forty years old, tall and burly, with blond curly hair, a mustache, and a pair of myopic glasses on the bridge of his nose.
"What do you two want?" Dr. Kohler said in blunt Chinese.
The clinic is spacious and bright, with operating rooms, diagnosis and treatment rooms, laboratories, cash desks, and various departments, giving it a very professional feel.
Lao Ruan calmed down and said, "Doctor, my leg is injured and I need surgery."
Dr. Kohler took a look at the blood stains on Lao Ruan's pants, shrugged and said, "I'm sorry, the nurses are off work. You can come back tomorrow."
"It's just a minor operation, it'll be quick."
"Since it is a minor surgery, it will be the same if we do it tomorrow..."
Liu Ming immediately said: "Doctor, we can pay double the price!"
Dr. Kohler thought for a while and said, "I want to check it first."
Lao Ruan winked at Liu Ming and followed Dr. Kohler into the clinic. Liu Ming came to the door of the clinic and paid attention to the movements on the street.
In the consulting room, looking at Lao Ruan's injuries, Dr. Kohler frowned and said, "Sir, this is a gunshot wound!"
Lao Ruan said: "Yes, it's a gunshot wound."
Dr. Kohler said seriously: "Sir, I'm sorry, I can't help you."
Lao Ruan thought that the result would be like this. All stab wounds would be treated, but gunshot wounds would be different. They would have to have a certificate from the police station.
"Doctor, can you sell me some anti-inflammatory medicine?"
"Can."
Seeing Lao Ruan coming out of the clinic, Liu Ming hurried over and whispered: "Team leader, how are you doing?"
Lao Ruan sighed and shook his head slightly.
Without saying a word, Liu Ming suddenly took out his pistol, pointed the gun at Dr. Kohler, and said sternly: "Today, you have to do this operation whether you want to do it or not!"
Dr. Kohler did not panic, put a bottle of anti-inflammatory medicine on the table, looked at the angry Liu Ming calmly, and said: "Sir, don't be impulsive. What I can guarantee is that this gentleman's injury will not be affected by any clinic you go to."
, no one would dare to take over."
Lao Ruan took out a few large bills and put them on the table, reached out to pick up the medicine bottle, and said to Liu Ming: "Forget it, the doctor has his own reasons, let's go."
He knew very well that if Liu Ming fired in anger and exposed his whereabouts, they would really not be able to escape.
Liu Ming put away the gun bitterly and said as he walked: "What kind of trouble do you have? If you refuse to save someone, you are not worthy of being a doctor!"
Just as they were about to walk out of the clinic, Dr. Kohler sighed and said, "In order to be worthy of the word doctor, please come back!"
…………
the next day.
18th Street, Lao Guangguang’s bowl of tea.
A colorful porcelain jar was placed on the table. Jiang Xinyu played with it for a while and said, "Zheng Baochuan's matter will have to wait a little longer."
Liu Deli took a sip of hot tea and said, "If you miss this time, you will have to wait until next month."
"I can't help it. The last few times, Zhou Junchen has gone to the security headquarters for meetings. I didn't have a chance."
"Did Qiao Mu doubt you?"
Jiang Xinyu smiled and said, "That's not true. He cares about me."
"care about you?"
"Yes, I just came back from Peking. He wanted me to relax and let others do many things."
"This will only delay our work!"
"yes……"
"There is no need to force this matter. You must ensure your own safety."
"I see."
"Did you hear any gunshots last night?"
"I heard it, it seems to be the direction of Qingnian Road."
"Alas, the Nanjing underground organization was so reckless. They lost four people at once, and even team leader Ruan was injured."
Jiang Xinyu put down the porcelain jar and said in surprise: "Nanjing underground organization? Old Liu, tell me what is going on?"
Liu Deli was also surprised. He looked at Jiang Xinyu and said, "You don't know about this?"
Jiang Xinyu shook his head.
Ordinarily, as the captain of the operation, he should have known the ins and outs of the matter, but because the matter was confidential and Shen Zhifeng was still suspicious of Jiang Xinyu, the information was blocked from the outside world.
Liu Deli first briefly talked about Ishikawa Shigeyasu's situation, and then said: "The Nanjing underground organization sent an action team to get rid of this Ishikawa. I don't know what happened. Last night, I was surrounded by the enemy and the entire army was almost annihilated!"
Recalling the scene at the Wanguo Hotel, where Mr. Shi had a conflict with Tong Tong, Jiang Xinyu thought for a moment and said, "Old Liu, do you have any photos of Ishikawa?"
"Yes. However, I didn't bring it with me."
"If it's convenient, bring the photo and let me identify it."
Liu Deli's eyes flashed and he said, "Why, have you seen him?"
Jiang Xinyu said cautiously: "I'm not sure yet whether that person is Ishikawa. I have to see the photo."
The two got up and left the tea shop. Jiang Xinyu was waiting in the car. Liu Deli went back to get the photos. His residence was very close to Lao Guangwang's Wancha, and it only took ten minutes to go back and forth.