long night fire

"Can you take us to Mayor Tian? We have some medicine, maybe it will work."

Under normal circumstances, Ding Ce would definitely not agree directly, but at this juncture, he felt that no matter how bad it was, it would be worse than doing nothing, and there might be some hope for a dead horse to become a living horse doctor.

"Okay." He nodded vigorously.

Without further ado, Jiang Baimian walked to the back of the jeep and brought out a milky white box with a red cross on it.

This is the first aid kit for the "Old Tune Team".

——This time it was an official task, not a field training, so they no longer brought only some commonly used medicines, cleaning tablets, and mosquito repellent like last time.

Bang!

Jiang Baimian closed the trunk, turned around and said to Ding Ce:

"Let's go."

Seeing how professional this beautiful woman was, Ding Ce felt a little more confident, and quickly walked ahead to lead the way.

A group of five people first passed through the chaotic and crowded area of ​​mud houses, brick houses, and tents, and came to the flag-raising platform under the watchful eyes of vigilance, numbness, envy, curiosity, or unknown meaning.

Seeing that the surroundings were finally quiet, Bai Chen rushed to Ding Ce's side in two steps, and asked with concern:

"When did Mayor Tian fall ill?"

In the increasingly dark sky, Ding Ce walked forward quickly, recalling:

"It's been ten days.

"In the past, the mayor would get sick once or twice in winter, but it was nothing serious. Who knew that this time, this time, it would become so serious all at once.

"The doctor prescribed medicines and injections for him, but nothing worked. In the past few days, he has been in a coma more often than awake. The doctor said, the doctor said, he might not be able to survive tonight..."

As he talked, this young man, who was about 1.7 meters tall and considered tall among the wilderness wanderers, took on a bit of crying.

He raised his left arm, rubbed his eyes carelessly with his elbow, and continued:

"Actually, the doctor said a few days ago that the mayor might not be able to survive, but he has survived until now. The doctor said, he has a very strong will to survive..."

Ding Ce sniffed and couldn't speak any more.

Bai Chen pressed her lips tightly, her eyes were already a little moist.

While talking, they came to the deepest part of Shuiwei Town and turned into the building on the left.

In the corridor with insufficient light, Jiang Baimian deliberately found a topic to make the atmosphere less heavy:

"Do you have a doctor here?"

This is a "luxury" in the settlement of wanderers in the wilderness.

Seeing that it was Jiang Baimian who asked the question, Ding Ce answered in detail:

"always have.

"The mayor said that there were several doctors at the beginning. Later, when the children started studying, they would pick the ones with the best grades and follow them to study medicine. This is our tradition."

Having said that, Ding Ce felt a little sad:

"But we don't have any medicine. The mayor said that it was fine in the early years. You can find it in the ruins of the city. Although those medicines are too old and the effect is poor, it is better than nothing.

"Now we can only see which transaction can get it, only big forces can produce these.

"Well...the doctors also found some books from the ruins of the city. According to them, they collected different parts of plants and animals from the wilderness, and then prepared them with medicines. Some of them had good effects!"

At this time, a group of five people had already arrived at the room at the end of the second floor.

There are two members of the town guard guarding the door.

"They have medicine!" Ding Ce said directly without any introduction.

"Bai Chen..." One of the town guards recognized Bai Chen and hurriedly opened the door, "Go in, go in."

Then he added:

"When the mayor was in a coma these days, he would occasionally call Bai girl."

Bai Chen's eyes turned red immediately, and she rushed in first.

Jiang Baimian signaled Shang Jianyao to control himself with his eyes, not to lose his mind, and then followed Bai Chen into the room.

The first thing that caught her eyes was the dim yellow light bulb hanging from the top of the room, which illuminated the place quite brightly.

In the innermost part of the room, near the window, there was an old-looking dark red wooden bed. Tian Erhe was lying on it, covered with a thick quilt and an army green overcoat, with his eyes tightly closed with.

His face became thinner and thinner, it seemed that only skin and bones were left, and his pale hair was sparse and messy.

At this moment, Tian Erhe was breathing continuously as if it contained a lot of thick phlegm, and it seemed quite strenuous.

It made him look like he might be out of breath at any moment.

Next to Tian Er River, there is an iron black stove that exudes warmth.

In the room, probably because Tian Erhe's condition has deteriorated, those people with weight in the town have gathered here.

They are mainly men in their thirties, mixed with some capable young people and a few old men in their 60s and [-]s, filling the room to the brim.

Among them, there are only three women, two old and one middle-aged.

"Boss, they said there is medicine." Ding Ce couldn't wait to say to a 35-year-old man.

This man is the captain of the town guard of Shuiwei Town, and he is also the candidate for the next mayor after Tian Erhe became seriously ill.

He has an ordinary face, full of sorrow, wearing a dusty padded jacket, and his skin is very rough.

"Li Zhengfei." The man took two steps forward and extended his hand to Jiang Baimian.

Jiang Baimian shook hands with him, and briefly introduced himself and the members of the "Old Tune Group".

"What medicine do you have?" Li Zhengfei asked bluntly without greeting.

Jiang Baimian confessed frankly:

"We don't have specific drugs to treat lung and tracheal diseases, but we have brought some biological agents, which can help Mayor Tian survive this barrier and wake up. As long as he can survive for another two days, there is hope for treatment."

Li Zhengfei could vaguely guess the meaning of Jiang Baimian's last sentence, and quickly turned his head to look at an old woman with short and neat white hair.

Best doctor in town here.

The old woman nodded, indicating that she could try.

There was nothing else she could do.

"Please try it." Li Zhengfei made a decision immediately.

In this respect, he is far more powerful than his appearance.

Jiang Baimian gave a "hmm" and walked to Tian Erhe's bedside with the first aid kit.

She sat down, opened the case, and produced a syringe, needles, and a thumb-sized tawny glass vial.

Then, she skillfully completed the assembly and sucked the liquid in the vial into the needle tube.

After exhausting the gas from the front end, Jiang Baimian asked Bai Chen to come over, helped to pick up Tian Erhe's hand, and rolled up his sleeve.

She quickly found the corresponding blood vessel and inserted the needle neatly.

After pushing the tube of liquid little by little, Jiang Baimian sterilized the needles, packed the first aid kit, and instructed Bai Chen to help Tian Erhe up, half lying and half leaning against the head of the bed.

During this process, Bai Chen did not forget to stuff Tian Erhe's pillow behind his waist.

Strange to say, Tian Erhe's heart-wrenching breathing gradually became calmer.

He coughed quickly, and with Bai Chen's help, he turned his body sideways and spit out a lot of thick phlegm into the spittoon next to him.

After a while, Tian Erhe finally opened his eyes.

His eyes gradually regained focus, and he saw clearly who was in front of him.

"Bai, girl..." Tian Erhe called weakly.

Bai Chen quickly replied:

"it's me."

Tian Erhe smiled slowly, and the whole person seemed to relax:

"Finally, you're back."

Bai Chen burst into tears and couldn't hold back anymore.

She wanted to say something, but her throat was blocked by sadness.

Tian Erhe regained his energy and swept past Jiang Baimian, Shang Jianyao, Long Yuehong and Li Zhengfei in turn.

He first nodded to the guests, then patted the edge of the bed:

"Zhengfei, come here, sit here."

Like an obedient child, Li Zhengfei bypassed Jiang Baimian and walked to Tian Erhe's side.

The wrinkles on Tian Erhe's face stretched a little bit:

"I still remember that you are the most naughty and mischievous one among your group of children. Who knows, I will entrust Shuiwei Town, Shuiwei Town, to you now."

"Mayor..." Li Zhengfei, a man who was almost middle-aged, actually felt like crying.

Tian Erhe scolded with a smile:

"Why are you crying?

"I'm in my seventies, and I've already lived enough. My wife and children are waiting for me below."

He took a breath and continued:

"I told you before, that matter, now it seems that there is an answer."

While speaking, Tian Erhe looked at Jiang Baimian, and asked expectantly:

"How to say?"

Jiang Baimian deliberated about his language and introduced himself first:

"We came from 'Pangea'."

"Pangaean creature?" Li Zhengfei repeated with a little gaffe.

The expressions of the surrounding men and women, old and strong, all changed to a certain extent, or they were shocked, or surprised, or fearful, or panicked, or apprehensive.

Jiang Baimian looked around and said with a smile:

"On the gray soil, our company has a bad reputation, but please believe that all of our experiment volunteers are willing. We prefer to use benefits to lure rather than force.

"You can recall, among the big forces you know, how many are more trustworthy than our company?"

After a while of silence, behind those people, someone whispered:

"Some people say that 'Pangaea' is the real culprit of the destruction of the old world..."

Jiang Baimian's expression was slightly stagnant, and he responded very quickly:

"Then shouldn't you obey us more?

"A force that can destroy the old world, isn't it worth relying on?"

In another silence, Tian Erhe coughed and said:

"What is your charter?"

Jiang Baimian laughed:

"We intend to sign terms of friendship and cooperation with you."

Chapter 3 Negotiation Skills

Tian Erhe was not confused by the fancy name, and asked rather weakly:

"What exactly is it?"

Jiang Baimian had already thought up his rhetoric, and replied quite fluently:

"To put it simply, you have to provide the company with the information and books you have obtained, and at the same time, some transactions that are not convenient for some companies to directly come forward may also be placed here.

"In addition, if any member of the company needs a foothold or some help, you cannot refuse.

"And what you get is: