"Old Hu, you won't have any ideas if you didn't let you be the team leader, right?"

"No, Comrade Li, you underestimate my awareness too much. The bigger the position, the heavier the responsibility. Do I not even understand this principle?" Hu Yunzhi said, "Besides, being a team leader requires intelligence analysis skills with a coordinated and international perspective. I don't have these. I am a team leader, that's a joke!"

"I'm very happy that you can think so." Lao Li said, "However, he is the team leader at work, but in other aspects, you must strictly supervise him and remind him to pay attention to learning and understand at any time?"

"I understand, Comrade Li"

"Well, if Comrade Lu Xiyan makes any mistakes, I will be the first to hold you accountable." Old Li said very seriously.

"Yes, I promise to be optimistic about him."

...

On the road to Xiafei, Moses Cafe.

"Comrade Haiou, let's meet for the first time."

"Yes." Lan Liying nodded.

"You should call me Lao Li, so Comrade Woodpecker calls me that." Lao Li smiled slightly. This time he came to Shanghai, his itinerary was relatively compact, and some people he had to meet again would meet.

"I came this time to apply for Comrade Woodpecker's marriage. I have to know some things in person." Old Li said solemnly.

"Comrade Li, please ask." Lan Liying was a little nervous. It was the first time she was facing someone from her hometown, and it was actually a matter of talking about work when she met.

"Don't be nervous, Comrade Haiou, today's conversation is just a simple understanding." Old Li smiled.

"clear."

"Comrade Haiou, let me briefly talk about your impression of Comrade Woodpecker's fiancé Dr. Lu Xiyan, you don't need to have too many things to summarize. "

"He doesn't talk much, he is calm, focused, very talented, and has a good character, especially his medical skills, which is well-known."

"Then you treat him and Comrade Woodpecker..."

...

"Tomorrow at noon, I will help me meet with Comrade Woodpecker." Lao Li said.

"Yes, where to make an appointment?"

"Let's still be here."

"good."

...

Lu Xiyan originally thought that it was Hu Yunzhi who came to see him, so he forgot to tell the matter about the arms deal with "Fenn", and thought that he was not in a hurry.

I thought I had violated work discipline when I went back, so I could only wait the next day to find an opportunity to talk about it.

However, the organization agreed to marry Meng Fanxing, which was enough to make him very happy, so he returned to the hospital much lighter.

"Doctor Lu, I have a patient here. Come and take a look for me." Kuang Zhian came over and called out.

"good."

Professor Kuang told him that he had to go, as it must be a difficult and complicated disease, otherwise Kuang Zhian would not have called him over.

Lu Xiyan saw a patient with erosion all over his body, accompanied by black liquid flowing out, emitting a rotten odor.

The patient's face is the same and he cannot speak at all.

"Professor Kuang, where did this patient come from?" Lu Xiyan frowned slightly. It was not because he disliked this patient, but because his symptoms were too similar to something terrible.

"Did you see it too?" Kuang Zhian sighed, "I escaped from the battlefield and became ill as soon as I came back. I first saw it in the local area for a while, but it didn't work. Later, my family asked someone to transfer to Shanghai and go to our hospital. When I saw it, I had never seen such a bad sore. I took it and looked carefully, and found something was wrong."

"If mustard gas poisoning is mild, there is still hope, but this patient cannot be saved at all. It is better to have a bullet on the battlefield." Lu Xiyan lowered his voice and said.

"are you sure?"

"It's not easy to do a biopsy in the disease?" Lu Xiyan said, "Come on, let me call Dr. Huo from the laboratory department."

"Okay, Dr. Lu." A girl with round face with glasses ran away quickly, probably following Kwong Chi-an's intern.

"Doctor Lu, Professor Kuang." Huo Xiaoyu came over quickly.

"Doctor Huo, please do a physical biopsy." Lu Xiyan pointed his hand at the patient lying on the bed, "Be careful, don't touch the patient, he is in great pain."

"OK."

"Doctor Lu, do you come back from abroad, are there any good ways to relieve the patient's pain?" Professor Kuang asked. Once diagnosed with mustard gas poisoning, not to mention Guangci Hospital, even the best hospital in the world cannot save the patient in front of you. The only way for the patient is to wait for death.

"Professor Kuang, to be honest, there is really not." Lu Xiyan shook his head.

"Oh, it's a sin." Kwong Chi-an sighed.

"Professor Kuang, if there are no other similar patients, don't spread this matter, I'm afraid there will be trouble." Lu Xiyan said.

"I understand, I understand, I've killed these days!" Kwong Zhian cursed.

Chongqing has not yet been able to produce mustard seed poison gas, so the user is self-evident. It must be an inhuman Japanese army.

The use of poison gas bombs in war is explicitly prohibited in the Geneva International Convention. The Japanese were really crazy and outrageous in order to win the war. (In the Battle of Wuhan, the Japanese army used poison gas bombs such as gas, which has historical evidence to verify)

"Give me a copy of the patient's identity information, Professor Kuang."

"Okay, let my students send it to you later." Kwong Zhian nodded.

"This matter..."

"I know, keep it confidential, no third party will know."

...

The next day at noon, Moses Cafe.

Meng Fanxing wore a chestnut coat, a small round hat, a long tube of tears, and small leather shoes, which were simple and elegant without losing its nobleness.

After all, her current identity is the general manager of Meng'an Company, and there is also a person like her in the upper class of Shanghai.

It's too shabby to wear, but it makes people doubt it.

"Comrade Lao Li." Meng Fanxing was a little excited when he saw Lao Li.

"Don't call me comrade, just call me Lao Li. Miss Meng, I asked you out to discuss investment business. If someone asks me, remember to say that." Lao Li hurriedly reminded.

"I understand, Lao Li." Meng Fanxing nodded and reached out to ask the waiter for a cup of mocha.

"The superior attaches great importance to your marriage application, and the chief personally gives instructions." Lao Li said slowly.

"Agree?"

"Agree is to agree, but for your fiancé Lu Xiyan, your superiors have other considerations. Your combination can promote future work, which is also a good thing, but everything has advantages and disadvantages. You need to give each other a space. Do you understand what I mean?" Old Li said seriously.

"Old Li, did your superiors ask him to do something?"

"Don't ask about this. You just need to cooperate with him to ensure the drug smuggling channels. In addition, you should also pay attention to your job. Your line is very important. Don't be emotional when you go, do you understand?" Old Li solemnly reminded.

"I know, I don't care about anything that shouldn't be my care." Meng Fanxing nodded.

"I won't attend your wedding. I've said everything I want to say. Let's see you again if we have the chance."

“We have no plans to have a wedding.”

"oh?"

"He is still in the mourning period. If it weren't for too many rumors, we wouldn't have been in a hurry to do this. We plan to get the marriage certificate and not hold the wedding. In this way, even if we are legal couples, it would be legitimate to live together." Meng Fanxing explained.

"So that's the case, it's good. With your current status and status, if you get married, it will definitely be a big news in Shanghai." Old Li smiled.

"By the way, our old Lu said that the Japanese army used inhumane mustard gas bombs in the Battle of Wuhan. Is there anything wrong with this?"

"How did he know about this?" Old Li said in surprise.

"Last night, he returned and said that the hospital had admitted a patient with his skin ulcerated, blind eyes, and internal organs. He suspected that he had been infected with mustard seed gas. This patient was a defeated soldier who came down from the battlefield and came to Shanghai for medical treatment." Meng Fanxing said.

"There is indeed such a situation. In the battle on the front line of Nanxun, the Japanese army used poison gas bombs in order to break through, mainly gas bombs. There were not many mustard gas bombs, but there were related reports. As far as I know, there were very few people who survived." Lao Li said.

"Old Lu said that this patient was already too poisoned. Maybe he had only slightly exposed to mustard gas at the beginning. If it were properly handled at that time, he would have a chance to survive. Now, there is basically no cure, so now he can only wait for death in pain."

"Our troops may also encounter Japanese gas bomb attacks during combat, so Lao Lu reminded that we should formulate a method to deal with Japanese gas attacks as soon as possible, how to avoid, how to escape, how to rescue ourselves, etc.," Meng Fanxing said.

"Is this what he said to you?"

"Well, he said a lot last night, and I wrote it down all of it." Meng Fanxing said.

"Do you carry it with you now?" Old Li couldn't help but tremble with excitement. When this thing comes to the battlefield, it will save many people.

"Take it." Meng Fanxing took out a stack of paper, "Yesterday, Sister Liying said that her superior wanted to see me, so I put it in my bag in the morning and was about to find an opportunity to hand it over to her superior."

Lao Li took a quick look and immediately discovered the value of this manuscript. It is not easy for general commanders and fighters to understand the defense of poison gas on the battlefield. Some senior commanders and fighters just stay at the level of understanding of wearing gas masks and wet towels to cover their mouths and noses.

It is too simple, and this manuscript just makes up for the shortcomings in this area and can be used as a training material for cadres, commanders, fighters and military doctors.

...

"Comrade Lao Hu, you must protect the safety of Comrade Judge. His role can be with a regiment, not a division!" Before leaving, Lao Li grabbed Lao Hu's hand and solemnly ordered.

"Don't worry, Comrade Li."

The next day.

French Concession, Notarization Office of the Second Special District Court.

"Are both of them voluntarily married?" asked the staff at the notary office.

"Of course." Lu Xiyan did not hesitate at all.

"So too." Meng Fanxing nodded shyly.

"Okay, give me your photos and wait a moment." The staff charged the photos of the two and the related notarization fees.

"Congratulations to the two newcomers, for having a son early and having a long life!"

Not long after, the two of them each obtained a beautifully printed marriage notarization. (The author did not find out how the French Concession issued the marriage certificate back then, but found a marriage notarization certificate presented by the court in the 23rd year of the Republic of China. At that time, the French Concession had a court affiliated with the Chongqing government and had not been controlled by the Japanese side. Since they were married by Chinese, they naturally went to China's notarization agency. If there were any mistakes, please leave a message to prove it.)
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