National Tongji University.
Xiu Gongshen pushed open the door of a classroom.
Looking at the surprised students, he smiled and said, "Professor Peng from the Chinese Department is sick, so today's class will be changed to French."
Yes, in addition to his job as a translator for the French Concession Political Office, Xiu Gongshen is also a French professor at National Tongji University.
"Before the formal class, let's talk about the French Revolution." Xiu Gongshen wrote the two French words "Girondins" and "Jacobin" in French on the blackboard.
Luban Road, the clinic of German doctor Hans.
"Mr. Hans, how are they doing?" Peng and Ou asked with concern.
At about three o'clock in the morning, Wang Jun took a huge risk and knocked on Peng Yuou's door.
The situation of Ahai, Kang Erniu and Da Zhuang who were shot was not good, especially Ahai, who started to have a high fever.
Wang Jun knew that he could not wait for dawn and could only take risks.
Peng and Ou went out late at night and found Dr. Hans from Hans Clinic. Hans' true identity was a German party member of the Communist International.
Hans drove his car to Traster Road overnight and transferred the three injured people to his clinic.
"The warhead has been taken out." Hans wiped the sweat from his forehead. "The problem with these two comrades is not big. This comrade's situation is a bit dangerous."
He pointed at Ah Hai, who was already feverish and talking nonsense.
Peng and Ou bent down and listened to what Ah Hai was saying in a daze.
Little sister?
"Who is the younger sister?" Peng Yuou asked Wang Jun.
"It's a poor little girl." Wang Jun looked sad, glanced at Ah Hai, who was in a bad situation, and said, "A female child worker named Da Mei in Huacheng Tobacco Factory was killed by the capitalists. The younger sister is her sister."
Peng Yuou nodded. He understood what a respectable and lovely comrade he was. Under such circumstances, he still remembered the poor people.
"I will arrange for someone to take care of my little sister," Peng Yuou said. He asked Hans, "Hans, is there any way to reduce the fever?"
"I can't do anything." Hans shook his head. Ah Hai, this is a gunshot wound infection. Many people die not directly from bullets after being shot. The biggest cause of death is bacterial infection caused by gunshot wounds.
"Is there really no other way?" Wang Jun asked emotionally. In fact, when he asked, he already knew the answer. He once worked in the Soviet area and saw many brave red warriors sacrificed to being shot. There is no way to treat subsequent infections.
"Unless we can get a medicine, it might be useful." Hans thought for a while and said.
"What kind of medicine? I'll get it!" Wang Jun said hurriedly.
"Sulfonamide powder," Hans said.
"Sulfonamide powder? What is this?"
"A new type of drug. One of my German compatriots published a paper last year, mentioning a drug that is effective against streptococcal infections. It is sulfonamide. As far as I know, this drug has already started clinical trials in my home country. Yes." Hans said.
After hearing this, the look of expectation in the eyes of both Peng Yuou and Wang Jun dimmed. This new type of drug has only just begun clinical trials in Europe. Although Shanghai is a metropolis in the Far East, if you want to get this Medicine, it’s simply impossible.
"There is no specific medicine, so I can only try my best to treat him. However, the possibility of him surviving is very small." Hans said regretfully.
…
"Haozi, let me give you something." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Brother Fan, tell me."
"There is a Pingjiang Village near the Suzhou River. I asked about a little girl named Xi Mei. She has an older sister named Yang Damei. The eldest sister works in Huacheng Tobacco Factory." Cheng Qianfan said.
"Okay, Brother Fan."
"Don't show up, let Pi Dan go. This kid is smart. That place is a slum area, and little beggars don't attract much attention." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression, "Remember, only ask for news about Xi Mei, don't talk to Xi Mei. Any contact."
"I got it, Brother Fan, don't worry." Li Hao saw Cheng Qianfan's serious expression, and he nodded seriously.
Ahai handed the note to Cheng Qianfan last night. Ahai, who was prepared to sacrifice in his heart, left his "last words" asking him to help take care of it.
What was written on the note was 'Sister of Yang Damei of Huacheng Tobacco Factory, Ximei, 6 years old, Pingjiang Village, Hepingjiang, Suzhou. '
Cheng Qianfan speculated that this little girl was A Hai's family member.
But it doesn’t look like it, maybe it’s a child from a poor family that Ah Hai rescued.
Cheng Qianfan did not take the risk to contact the younger sister. On the one hand, Ah Hai was not arrested and successfully escaped.
The most important thing is that Cheng Qianfan didn't know when the government agents targeted Ahai.
Are Ahai's relatives and friends being monitored by spies?
If you make contact rashly, once the spies are waiting for you, you will be trapped in the trap.
…
Wang Kangnian's eyes were bloodshot, and he was like an enraged beast, locking himself in his clinic.
Wu Shanyue, chief of the Shanghai Special Administrative Region Operations Unit of the Party Affairs Investigation Division, was extremely angry about the fiasco of last night's operation.
Wu Shanyue scolded Wang Kangnian bloody.
Wu Shanyue issued strict orders to continue tracing the whereabouts of the Red Party's "Minister Wang".
At the same time, an order was issued to the entire action unit to search Chenzhou, the special branch of the Red Party, at all costs, and this "extremely vicious" gangster must be apprehended.
"Team leader, we found out that the dead female worker at Huacheng Tobacco Factory was called Sister Yang. She had a sick old woman and a five or six-year-old sister. They lived in a shack area by the Suzhou River."
A Te Hong excitedly opened the door and reported to Wang Kangnian.
"specific situation!"
"This is a mother and daughter. Sister Yang worked as a child laborer to earn money to support her sick mother and sister. Now that Sister Yang is dead, her mother and sister will be in misery. They will probably have to wait to die of illness and starvation."
awful? !
That’s right!
Wang Kangnian stood up suddenly, his eyes cold.
"Notify brothers, take action."
He has a strong intuition that by keeping an eye on the girl Yang Damei's family, he will surely catch the red party.
The Red Party prides itself on helping the working people. Now that they know how miserable Yang Damei's family is, they will definitely not watch the mother and daughter die of illness and starvation.
…
No. 22, Xue Huali Road.
The arresting hall of the third patrol of the central patrol room.
The patrolmen are discussing the shootout that took place last night.
"If Da Zhang is on this road, he is also unlucky. The previous shootout on Xiafei Road was under his jurisdiction, and he was the one who led the patrol in the shootout last night." Ma Yishou clicked his tongue.
"I've also heard that Lu Dazhang was called over by Lieutenant Makelele early in the morning, and he was scolded so much." Datou Lumeng, who had returned from patrolling the streets, drank some water, wiped his mouth and said, "It is said that Lu Dazhang was scolded by Lieutenant Makelele." Got some big mouths."
"You tell me, why can't we arrest all the red party members?" Someone shook his head and said, "It's only been a few months, but it has revived again, and the movement is unprecedentedly loud."
Cheng Qianfan held the tea cup and drank tea quietly, listening to everyone's discussion.
At this moment, He Guan came over sneakily and said, "Qianfan, I heard that you got a batch of Western medicine on hand?"
"Why, Master Guan also wants to do business?" Cheng Qianfan asked calmly.
He knew that this was news on the black market.
He was relieved in his heart. The news about the black market had spread, and there was no way for the Red Party to use the black market to purchase his medicines.
He is a businessman and will not pay attention to it, let alone find out the identity of the buyer, who gave the money, and who sold it to him. This is very reasonable.
"I'm not interested in your business." He Guan whispered, "It's an elder of mine at Guangci Hospital. He heard that you had a drug called amine on hand and wanted to get some of it."
"Sulfonamide?" Cheng Qianfan's heart moved.
"Yes, it's this kind of medicine." He Guan nodded and winked, "You can do it. I heard that this kind of medicine is very rare in Europe."
"Professor Zhao Wenhua from Guangci Hospital?" Cheng Qianfan's heart moved.
"Do you know Uncle Zhao?" He Guan asked in surprise.
"I've met once." Cheng Qianfan nodded. He remembered where he had heard the name of the drug 'sulfonamide'.
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