The cannon fodder of fast wear, she chooses to farm

Chapter 1176 Fengyue female supporting farm in the Republic of China (27)

Xu Yin took people to the cellar under the canteen of the pharmaceutical factory, where some food and dry goods were stored, and no one would come in or out.

This secret passage was added during the construction of the underground arsenal. She thought that if something happened, she would not expose her secret passage in the lounge. She did not expect to use it so soon.

"You guys wait here for a while, and I'll notify someone to pick you up."

Xu Yin found a medicine box in the cellar, made a simple disinfection and bandage for Zhao Shiwu, fed him two anti-inflammatory drugs, and brought them some dry food and water, then hurriedly turned back from the tunnel to the pharmacist nunnery.

"Host, they..."

"Don't worry, I watched them leave the village with my own eyes, and walked towards the city. I think I went to the city to find a doctor, and I will definitely not come back to trouble us."

"..."

Who is asking this?

Xu Yin yawned: "Okay, it's getting late, let's turn off the lights and go to sleep."

Everyone was about to disperse when they suddenly heard another hasty knock on the door of the nunnery.

This time it was much more rude than before. Not only were there people beating on the door, but some were also kicking their feet. Xu Yin led the nuns down, opened the door of the nunnery, looked at a group of people with guns outside without sadness or joy, and clasped their hands and read A Buddha's name: "Amitabha, the holy land of Buddhism, please don't make any noise."

"Have you seen a few strangers here? One of them is injured and lame." The leader of the army was impatient to listen to those Buddhist words and asked angrily.

"There were indeed a few pilgrims who came to stay here, but they were all men. Our Pharmacist's Nunnery has always accepted female nuns. Although the Buddha is merciful, there are differences between men and women, so we confiscated them."

"Is this true?"

"Monks don't lie."

The military master's gaze lingered on Xu Yin's face: "You look very young, are you the host of this nunnery?"

"Exactly!" Xu Yin opened her eyes and lied, "The host of our nunnery has always been elected based on his or her fists and kicks."

"..."

The nuns behind her looked at each other with their noses and noses, and none of them dared to look up at the military master, for fear of revealing their disapproving eyes.

But the military master became interested: "So, your boxing and kicking skills are very good?"

"The monks are merciful, and they will not do anything unless it is absolutely necessary. The last time I did it, it was the nephew of Zhang Dashuai's third concubine who came to our nunnery to make trouble, and was kicked off the foot of the mountain by the host."

"..."

Why does this sound like a slap in the face.

The middle-aged man with wretched eyes and bowing knees next to the military master answered: "It seems that there is such a rumor that on the day of the accident in Marshal Zhang's mansion, his third wife's natal nephew was kicked by someone, and his ribs were broken twice. Gen, the internal injuries are not minor either.”

"..."

The military master withdrew his words that he wanted Xu Yinlu to take a hand, and then led people in to search around. After confirming that no one was found, he bowed his hands to Xu Yin politely, said "offended", and then left .

The door of the nunnery was closed again, and all the nuns patted their chests, expressing that they were flustered just now.

"Fortunately, I listened to the host and didn't keep those people, otherwise..."

"That's right, those dogs are scary, sniffing around, it makes me very nervous."

At this moment, they realized that it was really for their own good that the host had just kicked people out.

In vain, they are still complaining in their hearts: The host turns out to be so greedy and fearful of death, cold-blooded and ruthless...

Xu Yin didn't care about their complicated psychological activities. She went back to her room, pretended to rest, turned off the light, changed her clothes, and went to the rest room of the pharmaceutical factory through the tunnel. As Xu Jinjin, she went to the cellar to meet the five people. out.

Deng Chunen recognized Xu Yin: "Are you Dr. Xu, the owner of Xu's Pharmacy?"

"You know me?" Xu Yin checked Zhao Shiwu's wound, and just made a simple bandage. This time, he removed the gauze and did a careful inspection, and found that the wound was festering, and the bullet was still embedded in the flesh.

She made a decisive decision: "Carry him to the laboratory, where there is a sterile environment. If you want to keep this leg, you need to have surgery to remove the bullet as soon as possible."

Several people looked at each other.

"What's the matter?" Xu Yin gave them a strange look, "Come on, time waits for no one."

"You, you see that this is a gunshot wound?" Deng Chunen was a little embarrassed, "We..."

"You don't need to explain to me, I'm a doctor, and what I should do is to save patients." Xu Yin put away the medicine box, motioned them to carry Zhao Shiwu on their backs, and followed her to the sterile room.

"I am the only one in the factory now. The workers have already left work. In order not to attract attention, I will not turn on the lights. Follow me. Be careful not to touch me. When I enter the laboratory, I will close the curtains. Pull it up and turn on the light."

The curtains in the laboratory were blackout curtains that she purchased from the system mall. After they were closed, they not only blocked the light from outside, but also prevented the light from inside from being reflected.

When she was ready, she put on a sterile suit, gave Zhao Shiwu a dose of local anesthetic injection, sealed the acupoint with a gold needle to stop the bleeding, and helped him remove the bullet from his calf, then sewed up the wound, applied medicine, and bandaged the whole body. The procedure took less than 10 minutes.

Deng Chun'en and others were stunned to see through the glass wall outside the sterile room:
"Doctors of traditional Chinese medicine can take bullets?"

"Doctor Xu is so awesome! I want to be like him!"

"I want to be like him too!"

"..."

"All right!"

Xu Yin took off the sterile suit, came out and said to them: "His leg needs to rest for a few days. The machinery factory next door is also mine, and it is still recruiting people. If you have nowhere to stay, you can work here for a few days." Working every day, food and accommodation are included, and wages are calculated on a daily basis.”

Several people nodded like a pounding garlic: "We are willing!"

"Okay, I'll take you to the staff dormitory."

What Xu Yin took them to was the independent small building where the brothers of the Shen family lived. They needed a key to open the door, so the safety factor was relatively high.

Zhao Shiwu was recuperating here, and the other four people put on masks and followed Shen Nanyi to work in the machinery factory. They did sandpaper polishing or screwing, which were simple and easy-to-handle tasks.

During this period, Xu Yin discovered that Deng Chunen once got off work, mixed with a large group of workers returning home from get off work, left the factory, entered the city once, and entered the factory with other workers stepping on the work bell the next morning. Guessing his identity and knowing what he was going to do in the city, he opened and closed his eyes and pretended not to see it.

When Shen Xijin asked her for a meeting, she suddenly asked, "Do you support the uprising?"

"..."

Xu Yin: "What are you talking about? Why can't I understand."

Shen Xijin: "..."

Just dress it up!

He leaned his elbows on the balcony railing, looking at the distant woods: "If you support the uprising, I won't sell my part, I will leave it to you."

Xu Yin: "..."

Is this guy testing her?
"Okay! Sell it to me."

"So, you want so many guns, isn't it really an uprising?"

"I said no."

"..."

Xu Yin returned him an innocent look.

She is just a passionate young man who hopes that the suffering of the motherland will end soon and rush to the dawn, nothing more.

(End of this chapter)