Xu San once again received the information sent by Li Si.
From this intelligence, he learned the approximate number of people in the stronghold, as well as more detailed firepower configuration and vehicle conditions. Based on this, Xu San estimated that he would take action soon. Maybe tomorrow, or at the latest the day after tomorrow, the Japanese would transport the people in the stronghold away.
After sorting it out, he put the information in the designated location.
A few Japanese soldiers were pushing Pai Gow in the stronghold. It was already dark outside, but Chen Changhai hadn't come back yet. Not only had he not come back, not even the team he had pulled out in the morning had come back either.
As time passed little by little, Xu San couldn't help but start to feel anxious. He was really worried that the traitor would be shot in the dark.
It's rare to find such a useful traitor. If he died in an unknown way, Xu San would really cry.
Thinking of the hidden properties of the hair wax, Xu San felt really unsure.
Another half hour passed before Xu San heard a wailing sound outside the door.
When he opened the door, he saw that it was Chen Changhai.
Seeing that he was not dead, Xu San felt relieved.
But looking at Chen Changhai now, he is probably not even close to death.
His face was swollen like a ball, his neck was swollen like Kashin-Beck disease, and the worst part was that his buttocks were completely black, which at first glance was caused by excessive bleeding.
"What's going on?" Xu San asked, holding back a smile.
"What else can I do, brother, I'm unlucky." As he spoke, Chen Changhai, a big man, actually started crying.
It turned out that Chen Changhai and several puppet troops planned to return to the stronghold, but they got sidetracked.
Not only did he go astray, but he also went further and further away.
It is already the twelfth lunar month, and the snow outside is very thick, making it difficult to identify landmarks. Even locals can easily get lost if they get lost.
As a result, Chen Changhai panicked and accidentally fell into a trap set by a hunter, getting a hole in his butt.
Looking at Chen Changhai's injuries, Xu San decided that he should take care of it, otherwise this kid might really die.
"Brothers, please carry our leader to the house!"
Xu San said hello, and someone immediately took action, carrying Chen Changhai into his cabin.
Chen Changhai was lying on the bed, groaning and looking half-dead.
"Hold him down, if this injury is not treated in time, someone will die!"
"Brother, don't scare me?" Chen Changhai turned to look at Xu San with sad eyes.
"Why are you scared? How many clean bamboos are there in the hunter's trap?"
"Okay." Chen Changhai gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Brothers, please do me a favor and take off the boss's pants."
"Okay!" The puppet soldiers ordered, and they quickly took off Chen Changhai's pants, revealing a snow-white butt.
Seeing this butt, several puppet soldiers burst into laughter.
Xu San looked at Chen Changhai's wound. It was quite serious, and the edges had begun to turn black.
After thinking about the plot in the novel, Xu San turned around and dug out half a bottle of soju from Chen Changhai's cabinet.
"Brothers, press it, don't let him move."
Several puppet soldiers saw what was going on when they saw the wine bottle in Xu San's hand, so they immediately pinned Chen Changhai to the bed.
After about one or two, Xu San poured it directly on the wound.
Then I heard a scream like a killing pig, which was transmitted from the hut to the outside, and then from the outside to the wilderness.
After the screams, several puppet soldiers entered the house, wanting to watch the fun.
Xu San glanced at these people: "Dunzi stays, everyone else goes out."
These puppet soldiers are not stupid. In the past few days, they have understood the relationship between Xu San and their captain, so Xu San's orders are also good for them.
Dunzi, who stayed behind, approached Xu San: "Third brother, what are your orders?"
"I heard you are a cook?"
Dunzi nodded.
"Okay." Xu San said, taking out his bayonet and handing it over, "Have you looked at the wound?"
Dunzi nodded.
"Take off the dead meat on the side."
Xu San was a little stunned when he saw Dunzi holding the bayonet, so he asked, "Don't you dare?"
"It's not that I don't dare, it's just that the bayonet is not suitable for my hand."
"I won't let you slice sashimi, so why bother with it? It's almost enough. It doesn't matter if you have more or less. Saving people is important now."
Although Xu San said this, he thought in his heart, if I cut his butt with your kitchen knife, would I dare to let you handle the game I hunt in the future?
After Dunzi poured the bayonet with soju, he said to Chen Changhai: "Sir, be patient!"
Chen Changhai hummed, grabbed the pillow, and bit into it.
When the pain reaches the extreme, you don't know anything. That's what happened to Chen Changhai. He first felt pain, then his heartbeat accelerated, and finally he didn't know anything.
When he woke up again, he found that everyone else was there, only Xu San was sitting next to him, and his face seemed to be covered by a dark cloud that could not be dispersed for a long time.
"Third Master, how is my injury?"
"Let's consider it done!" Xu San said, but the worry on his face has not dissipated.
"Third Master, tell me what's going on with my injury!"
Xu San sighed and leaned into his ear: "Brother Chen, your injury is quite serious, almost as serious as a gunshot wound."
"Ah?!" When Chen Haichuan heard this, he immediately wanted to turn over, but the pain in his butt made him push down again.
"It would be okay if there was no infection, but this infection..." Xu San shook his head and continued to threaten.
"Infection...infection...can it still be saved if there is sulfonamide?"
Xu San originally wanted to test it out, but he didn't expect that this thing was actually fooled.
"Where?" Xu San asked casually.
"In the mezzanine of the drawer, you can see it when you pull out all the drawers. This was sent to the stronghold by the Japanese a few months ago, and they talked a lot. I don't know what happened, but later I heard He hid it because he said it was valuable."
Xu San opened the drawer and found sulfonamide, "Fortunately you were not greedy to sell it, otherwise your life might really be in danger this time."
There were two boxes of sulfonamides hidden by Chen Changhai, with six pills in each box.
Open the package, pull out the English version of the instruction manual, and read it carefully.
Chen Changhai looked at Xu San's serious look and felt a little more at ease: "Is this it? I saw that it was all written in foreign languages?"
"Yes, this is sulfonamide, it says it on it." Xu San said, pointing to the English on the package.
"Third Master, you are really amazing. Not only can you speak Japanese, you can also..."
"Don't say it. You lie down first. This medicine cannot be used indiscriminately. I'll go out and study it."
Xu San took the medicine and walked out of Chen Changhai's house.
There are only six pills in this box, which is enough for one course of treatment, but at this time, this precious antibiotic will definitely not be enough for the entire course.
Therefore, these two boxes of 12 pills in Xu San’s hands can probably save 12 lives.
After thinking for a while, he took out a bezoar detoxification pill from his pocket.
