It was already past nine o'clock in the evening when I saw Tang Jin's family go away.

"Axiang, go drive, Sister Liying will go back." On the other hand, Meng Fanxing also ordered Axiang, it was so late, so I was really worried to let Lan Liying go back alone.

Lan Liying did not refuse, she also knew that it was not safe to go home with a woman at night, and more importantly, there were still some people of unknown origins following her recently.

Therefore, her safety has to be guarded against.

After a busy day, all the guests were sent away, and finally they were free.

"Meimei, are you tired today, I'll pinch it for you?" Lu Xiyan put his hand gently on Meng Fanxing's shoulder and pinched her.

"I'm not even seventy years old and eighty years old. Okay, I'm just showing my kindness. Let's talk, what's the matter?"

"You can speak Japanese, right?"

"Yes, what's wrong? Haven't you learned from me for a while?" Meng Fanxing asked.

"I can only talk to you at home with my little Japanese, run out and talk, and I won't be laughed at. I have one thing, so I have to ask you for help?" Lu Xiyan said.

"On the left, use some force!"

"Oh, that's great." Lu Xiyan quickly moved his left hand a little inch, and the force on his hand increased a little. He asked for help and had to be more sincere in his attitude.

"Yes, I am a doctor after all, my hand strength is different. Let's talk about it, what's the matter?" Meng Fanxing closed his eyes comfortably and said.

"Help me follow someone. I want to know who she met and what she said, but she can't find out." Lu Xiyan coughed lightly.

"Who?"

"A woman named Han Caiying, Huaming, Xiao Mudan." Lu Xiyan whispered.

When Meng Fanxing heard that he was a woman and a name, he immediately opened his eyes, a light flashed, turned around and asked, "What does it have to do with you?"

"Meimei, you misunderstood. If this woman really has something unclear to me, will I ask you to follow me?" Lu Xiyan quickly explained.

"That's right, you're not that stupid either." Meng Fanxing suddenly felt something was wrong after saying that. Lu Xiyan was not stupid. Didn't her reaction just now happen to say that she was stupid?

"Tell me about this woman's information?"

"Han Caiying, female, about twenty-five or six years old, a Korean, fled from the peninsula to Shanghai almost two years ago..."

“Are there any introductions to lifestyle habits?”

"I have the habit of smoking and I like to smoke a lady's cigarette with beauty cards." Lu Xiyan had been prepared for a long time, walked over, took out a box of beauty cards from the drawer, and handed it to Meng Fanxing.

Meng Fanxing picked up the cigarette box and put it under his nose and sniffed it, then said, "Let's light one, take a bite and I'll smell it."

"Okay." Lu Xiyan pulled out a cigarette, lit it, and started smoking.

"The smell of this smoke is relatively light and has a light fragrance, I remember it." Meng Fanxing said that smell tracking is a very powerful ability during the tracking process.

When you lose your target but cannot judge where the target is going, the smell left in the air is the best medium. Of course, human noses are not as sensitive as dog noses, but some people are naturally sensitive to smells.

"How powerful is the combat power?"

"I don't know this, that's all I know." Lu Xiyan said. Although he asked the members of the "God of Death" group to learn Japanese, so far, few people can master Japanese dialogue and communication. Moreover, if it is a man's tracking, it is easier to cause the other party's vigilance, and women are relatively less psychologically alert.

This matter must be done by someone who can completely trust. After thinking about it, only his wife Meng Fanxing is the most suitable candidate.

"When will I start?" Meng Fanxing didn't ask why she was asked to do this. She believed that Lu Xiyan had his purpose in doing this. When she lets her know, she will naturally know.

"Tomorrow."

"Okay." Meng Fanxing nodded.

This was decided after Lu Xiyan's careful consideration. His original idea was to protect Meng Fanxing from any harm, but he did not realize that in such a general environment, he could not be by Meng Fanxing's side anytime and anywhere. Excessive protection was not necessarily a good thing.

Meng Fanxing also has rich experience in underground work and combat. If she is just allowed to be a rich wife, all her abilities will continue to deteriorate over time.

If this is a peaceful era, it is nothing, but it is in Shanghai where there are extremely dangerous and dangerous situations. He cannot be too selfish and regard Meng Fanxing as his own private property.

Realizing the problem, he also began to reflect on whether it was wrong to try his best to guarantee Meng Fanxing the greatest security?

The idea is nothing wrong. As a husband, it is understandable to protect his wife, but if he is a revolutionary, a soldier working behind enemy lines, he is wrong again.

Therefore, he decided to give Meng Fanxing various less dangerous tasks at the right time to maintain or enhance her abilities.

His idea was affirmed by Laomao and the Southern Bureau. In addition to not revealing his identity to Meng Fanxing for the time being, Lu Xiyan could issue and assign tasks to Meng Fanxing in any way to cooperate with him to complete the tasks assigned by his superiors.

Monday, May 8.

When he got up in the morning and went downstairs, Yan Lei came over to report: "Sir, the fifth brother has heard from him. Zhong Yuan reported that after Han Caiying came out of the Sakura Flower House, she returned to the concession to the house she rented in the concession, and she has not gone out until now."

"Where are you eating?"

"Call someone to send it to your home." Yan Lei said.

"Have the food delivery person checked the hotel?"

"I checked it. They were all restaurants she used to go to and often delivered food to her." Yan Lei said, "She ordered food to go out to the telephone booth on the corner of the street to make a phone call."

"Since you can go out to the phone booth, why don't you go directly to the restaurant to have a meal?" Lu Xiyan keenly grabbed the message and asked.

"I don't know this. Maybe she is too lazy to go out. Some of the women's behaviors are indeed difficult to understand." Yan Lei said.

"No, let Zhong Yuan monitor this phone, especially at this point when Han Caiying appeared, all the phones before and after." Lu Xiyan ordered.

"I understand." Yan Lei agreed and hurried away.

...

"Old Ma, early."

"Year-morning, sir." Lao Ma looked up and greeted. Now he had contracted the garden. All kinds of flowers and green plants were very beautiful. Early in the morning, you could see a few beautiful butterflies dancing among the flowers.

This small garden became vibrant in Lao Ma's hands. When he was in it, even the air had a sweet smell, which was very comfortable.

It is very comfortable to be with flowers and by grass.

"Old Ma. I asked you to take care of my small garden. Last year, when I first took over this house, I didn't care about it. These flowers and plants were dead and broken. Look, this year, I got to your hands and everything was alive. Yesterday, neighbors asked me about it. Which gardener was handed over to take care of my garden?" Lu Xiyan moved his body a little in the garden.

"Sir, I'm sorry. I can't do anything else with this little ability. If you take in me when I'm poor and poor, I won't go to another family." Lao Ma said.

"Hahaha, okay, I won't treat you badly. In the future, your salary will be the same as Xiao He." Lu Xiyan smiled and said. Lao Ma was alone. The reason why he came to his house was because of organizational arrangements, not for money. But people do not live in a vacuum. Lao Ma also has his own life and interpersonal communication. The funds of the Zangfeng team are basically responsible for Lu Xiyan and Hu Yunzhi, and there is no need to provide them with them by superiors.

This way the work is more secretive and does not require financial support from superiors. Without financial transactions, there will naturally be less exposure to the dangers.

"Sir, under the seat in your car, there is a case. Laoma asked me to hand it over to you. Let you see. If the surgery is possible, he will notify the other side immediately and escort the person to Shanghai." Laoma lowered his voice and said.

"I understand, I will finish reading it as soon as possible and give him a reply." Lu Xiyan nodded. The medical records of the injured officer who was injured in the New Fourth Army who mentioned the last time were finally sent.

It took so long to send it here, which shows how difficult it is.

"Please, sir, this is a commander with great military achievements. If he can be cured, he must be cured." Lao Ma said solemnly.

"Don't worry, I'm a doctor, this is what I should do." Lu Xiyan also promised.

There was indeed a kraft paper file bag under the seat cushion on the car. It was thick and there should be a lot of things. Lu Xiyan pulled it out and quietly put it into his leather bag.

Ma Xiaowu opened the door and entered the cab, started the car, and went to work at Guangci Hospital. Today is Monday and he should be busy, so he went earlier.

There was also a surgery in the morning, outpatient clinic, and in the afternoon. It was originally scheduled for tomorrow, but because the patient's condition worsened, Lu Xiyan decided to take the surgery in advance.

I was busy until five o'clock in the afternoon before coming out of the operating room.

Of course, the operation was quite successful. The surgery he has performed in person now has basically failed examples. Of course, success does not mean that the patient will definitely survive.

These are two concepts. In fact, if the operation is successful, there are still many patients who die due to infection or other conditions. Doctors are not gods and can cure people without death.

Finally I had time to sit down and take a look at the medical records of the New Fourth Army commander.

The medical records are not complete, and there are very few missing. From seven or eight years ago to the present, the medical records that can be preserved are basically here. Of course, there are some missing in the middle, including fewer examination reports in one or two years. The earliest x-rays are already very blurry and cannot be seen clearly. You can only roughly judge the patient's injury through the text on the medical records.

The latest irradiation was more than half a year ago. Judging from the film, it was still the X-ray machine he brought to the New Fourth Army last year. Although it was a second-hand product from abroad, it was much better than the equipment of many domestic hospitals.

It is a miracle that this patient can survive. It becomes quite difficult for Lu Xiyan. Generally, patients with such miracle will not require surgery unless they have organic lesions and need to be dealt with when they have to be forced.

However, because of this shrapnel on the patient's brain, the patient's daily life has affected his or her daily life, and even reached an unbearable level. Craniotomy and removal of shrapnel may be the only choice.
Chapter completed!