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Chapter 927 Small talk

Jiang Xinyu didn't take Zhao Dequan's case seriously. He was an officer who was reported for saying a few exaggerated words. There were too many such people in the national army.

"Ring ring ring!"

The phone rings.

While sorting out the documents on the table, Jiang Xinyu reached for the phone and said, "Hello, who is this?"

"Captain, the hospital said that they are also very nervous about penicillin. Zhao Dequan's operation may be postponed for a few days." The voice on the phone was Ma Keming, who was responsible for sending Zhao Dequan to the Army Hospital for medical treatment.

"Will delaying it for a few days...will affect the effect of the surgery?"

"That's why I called you. Zhao Dequan made a big fuss and threatened to go to Nanjing to file a complaint, saying that our Secrecy Bureau was looking down upon human life."

"If the hospital doesn't operate on him, why does it involve the Secrecy Bureau?"

"Zhao Dequan felt that the Secrecy Bureau deliberately refused to perform surgery on him."

"What a reckless man..."

Jiang Xinyu raised his wrist and looked at his watch. It was almost time to get off work, and said: "Let's do this. You try to communicate with the hospital and say it's the confidentiality bureau's intention. I hope they can prioritize Zhao Dequan's surgery."

"Yes. However, the doctor said that the surgeries have been fully booked recently..."

"I'll rush over right away."

"That's best."

Ma Keming breathed a sigh of relief and hung up the phone.

Many doctors in the Army Hospital are at the rank of lieutenant or above. Moreover, this kind of thing is not on a mission, so Ma Keming has no right to give orders to the doctors.

Half an hour later, Jiang Xinyu drove to the Army Hospital.

When I came to the door of the surgical ward, I heard Zhao Dequan's roaring voice from a distance: "Without me charging on the battlefield, you would all have been slaves to the subjugation of the country. Now that there is no war, why don't you kill the donkey? Look, here, a piece of shrapnel! Here,

The kid's 38-meter rifle penetrated and shot at close range! And this..."

Jiang Xinyu pushed the door open and walked in. Zhao Dequan was sitting on the hospital bed, pointing to the injured parts of his body like he was counting treasures.

"Captain, you're here." Ma Keming stepped forward and said.

There was also a nurse in the ward. Jiang Xinyu asked: "Ms. Nurse, please, please find the doctor."

The nurse said: "The doctor has gone to other wards, and he doesn't have time now..."

Zhao Dequan said loudly: "I have to come even if I don't have time. Do you know who he is? Colonel Jiang from the Secret Bureau! Colonel, do you understand? He is one level higher than your dean!"

The nurse glanced at Jiang Xinyu and hurriedly walked out.

Jiang Xinyu stepped forward to the hospital bed, looked at Zhao Dequan for a while, and said: "Captain Zhao, you'd better understand the truth. Keeping your mouth in check is sometimes more important than charging into battle!"

Zhao Dequan was stunned and looked at Jiang Xinyu blankly.

"I heard that you are going to Nanjing to file a complaint?"

"Um, this..."

"Even sue the Secrecy Bureau?"

"Captain Jiang, you know what's going on with my leg injury. I'm worried..."

"No matter how anxious you are, you still have to keep your mouth shut. Misfortune will come from your mouth. Do you understand what it means?"

"Understood." Zhao Dequan lowered his head.

Jiang Xinyu waved his hand and signaled Ma Keming to go out first, and then said to Zhao Dequan: "I don't want to kill an anti-Japanese hero. Whether to operate on you or not is the hospital's problem. The Secrecy Bureau is only responsible for coordination, so Zhao

Battalion Commander, you must cooperate."

Zhao Dequan remained silent. Jiang Xinyu took good care of him, and he was the operations captain of the Secrecy Bureau. Of course, he did not dare to be too presumptuous.

Jiang Xinyu pulled out a chair and sat down, and said casually: "You seem to understand things very well, how could you say that kind of remarks in front of your subordinates?"

Zhao Dequan sighed and said: "Oh, don't mention it. I was also very angry at that time and started talking. I didn't hold my arms for a while..."

"Don't talk nonsense when you are in a hurry. You are a soldier and you should understand what the crime of collaborating with the Communists is."

"What kind of communism is there? I have fought with the Communist army for many years. Anyone who says I am a communist will get kicked in the head by a donkey."

"Captain Zhao, you have a lot of problems. The biggest problem is that you can't control your mouth."

"I know, I know... Well, if I hadn't been seriously ill, I wouldn't have been able to say those complaining words."

"Your mother is seriously ill. You can ask for leave to visit her. What does it have to do with complaining?" The doctor hasn't come yet, and Jiang Xinyu is doing nothing, chatting with Zhao Dequan casually.

Zhao Dequan said: "In the middle of next month, the superiors said that there are important tasks and no leave is allowed."

"Oh, no wonder... your accent sounds like you're from Shaanxi, right?"

"Hometown Xi'an."

“Xi’an…what a great place!”

Zhao Dequan said angrily: "There are some people in the 43rd Division who deliberately want to trouble me. I must go for any important tasks. If I change someone else, it will be over!"

Jiang Xinyu's heart moved, yes, what Zhao Dequan said makes sense, this matter is indeed not in line with common sense.

Yanjin is not the front line, how can there be any important tasks? The executor has been decided early and no substitution is allowed?

In the middle of next month...

Isn’t that just after the Double Ten Festival?

"Captain Zhao, stop complaining. You are the commander of the guard battalion. This is enough to show how much Commander Liu values ​​you."

"It's just because Mr. Liu treats me well that some people are dissatisfied. That Japanese devil wants to punish me so that he can climb up. I should have dealt with him a long time ago. I have been soft-hearted!" Zhao Dequan was annoyed!

said.

There were footsteps outside the door, and under the guidance of the nurse, a doctor opened the door and walked in.

"Sir Jiang, I am Battalion Commander Zhao's attending physician, my surname is Tian." The doctor introduced himself politely.

Jiang Xinyu said: "Doctor Tian, ​​Battalion Commander Zhao's injury is very serious. Can the surgery be arranged in advance?"

Dr. Tian hesitated to speak, glanced at Zhao Dequan, and said: "Sir Jiang, please take a step to speak."

The two of them left the ward and went straight to Dr. Tian's office.

After sitting down, Dr. Tian said: "Mr. Jiang, it's not that we won't perform surgery on Battalion Commander Zhao. His injury is seriously infected and the inflammation must be eliminated before surgery can be performed."

Jiang Xinyu said: "But, I heard that you did not inject him with penicillin. If this continues, when will his infection be cured?"

"There is no way. The hospital does not have much inventory. In a situation like Camp Commander Zhao's, at least two injections are needed every day, and the effect will be seen after a week. The problem is that there are other patients in the hospital, and the limited medicine cannot be used.

On one person."

"I'm worried that if it continues to be delayed, his injuries will worsen."

"You can rest assured that apart from penicillin, we have given him the best medicine. Even if it cannot completely cure him, it can at least maintain his current condition." Dr. Tian said firmly.

Jiang Xinyu thought for a while, stood up and said, "Okay, since you are so sure, just follow the hospital's arrangements."

"Thank you for your understanding."

"goodbye."

"You walk slowly."


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