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"It seems that the Japanese also realized that anti-inflammatory drugs on the market would be used by anti-Japanese armed forces, so they simply confiscated them, thus cutting off any other people's ideas at the source."

“Maybe this is the reason!”

"Also, you can't tell anyone about Wang Xiaotian's matter, understand? This matter must be kept secret. When you meet with other brothers in the future, you must give them a gag order if they find out."

Why?

"Are you stupid? Wang Xiaotian isn't one of ours. What if he gets injured and we need him? This is just a favor. Besides, we saved him. He risked his life to perform three surgeries on us and even gave us two bottles of anti-inflammatory medicine. Do you know how difficult that is?"

Old Liu glared at Old Zhou before saying seriously, "He doesn't owe us anything. He's already repaid all the favors, understand?"

"That's true, but this is a life-saving favor!"

"Sigh, you, you don't understand at all. If we're talking about favors, even if he's really paid off, if we don't reveal it or go to him, he might still help us a few more times out of consideration for the past, understand?"

"All right!"

Old Zhou understood how sought-after a surgeon was, let alone a highly skilled one.

“People like this will be highly valued wherever they go, whether it’s the Japanese, Chongqing, or here. So, these are the people we need to save lives, not the people we need to offend, understand?”

"understood!"

Old Zhou's vision was still somewhat inferior to Old Liu's, but he had no choice but to accept this reality.

"Don't be sad. Last night, he probably guessed we were coming, so he was watching at the door. The whole hospital was probably surrounded by military police. If you hadn't left early, you probably wouldn't have been able to leave."

"That's true!"

"Good, don't do anything foolish again, understand?"

"understand!"

……

"Station Master, Number 03, who went with us on the mission last night, was injured. The knife wound is quite deep. Do you think we should send someone to take a look?"

"Regarding the knife wound, he said he would take care of it himself last night, so we didn't have time to do so. Why is he bringing this up now?"

“It wasn’t him who mentioned it. When I passed by this morning, I noticed he hadn’t gotten up. When I went to open the door, I found him injured and unconscious. And looking at the wound, it might be infected. I suspect it’s a virus.”

"No wonder, no wonder!"

No one dared to touch anything in the laboratory easily. No one expected that No. 03 would be injured, especially by being stabbed by a Japanese researcher.

"Any other situations?"

"Fever, high temperature that won't go down."

"This is really troublesome. I went inside with him last night, and now he's injured and infected. I might also be in trouble."

He thought for a moment, then said seriously, "Send No. 03 outside the city. If it is indeed a viral infection, execute him on the spot and cremate him."

"understand!"

After all, the wounded are nothing in themselves, but they are related to the safety of the entire county's population, so even Old Wu, the old station chief, has to deal with them carefully.

Next, he went straight back to his room, took out a wooden tub, and began to wash his entire body.

The virus is no small matter, and he has to be extremely careful to prevent any unforeseen incidents.

"Oh, and also, if something like that happens to me, execute me on the spot. We absolutely cannot leave any potential problems behind!"

"Station manager, this isn't a good idea!"

"This is an order."

"yes!" ……

On the other side, in the hospital warehouse, some epidemic prevention soldiers, each wearing thick protective suits and carrying disinfection sprayers, walked into the warehouse basement.

Meanwhile, the disinfectant spray in his hand was working non-stop, leaving a strong smell of disinfectant everywhere in the air.

Several doctors and nurses nearby watched these people go in to disinfect, and they breathed a sigh of relief.

As for why disinfection is being carried out, not many people know the specific reasons.

Seeing such a large-scale disinfection operation, others were relieved.

After all, hospitals are frequently disinfected, so this scale is quite normal.

Even these nurses will disinfect several key areas.

"Head Nurse, this is a warehouse, why would they disinfect it?"

"I don't know, maybe it's because it's been going on for a long time!"

Nurse Zhou, who was standing to the side, was also not quite sure, but she smiled and continued with her work.

"By the way, are you not busy? If you're not, could you go to my ward to change my dressing?"

"what!"

Upon hearing this, the nurses scattered like birds and beasts. No one would like to go to the ward to change the Japanese's dressings now, and they would likely suffer a great loss if they went.

"Humph!"

Upon seeing this, Head Nurse Zhou shook her head and then took the medicine to the ward to change the dressings for the injured.

……

"Dean, we're out of anti-inflammatory drugs. The Chinese medicinal herbs that have arrived also need to be decocted."

Head Nurse Zhou stood in front of Miura's desk, earnestly reporting the situation.

"Many of the Empire's wounded soldiers couldn't get used to the Chinese medicine, so they just poured it out. There was nothing we could do about it. You see what happened!"

Her brows were furrowed tightly; clearly, even as a head nurse, she was at a loss in this situation.

"Also, it might be better to send these wounded soldiers to the military police headquarters for treatment, otherwise..."

After all, the security situation in the hospital is not very good. If someone comes to cause trouble, these wounded people may become victims. Both of them knew this situation.

"Is there any other way?"

"No, the nurses in the hospital are unwilling to change the dressings or deliver medicine to the wounded. You know the personality of these people from the Empire. Isn't this just making things difficult for us?"

Dean Miura looked at Head Nurse Zhou with a rather unpleasant expression, while the phone in his hand was still connected.

He was clearly on the phone with someone, but Nurse Zhou came in and changed the subject.

"Alas, we really don't have any anti-inflammatory drugs left. It's already quite good that we have Chinese medicine. These people are wasting it like this. It's a disgrace to the empire."

"Dean, there's really no other way. Can you think of another solution? If this continues, even traditional Chinese medicine anti-inflammatory drugs won't last more than two or three days!"

Head Nurse Zhou sighed again, gave a bitter smile, then picked up the notebook, turned around and walked outside. It wasn't that she didn't want to work hard, but even a skilled cook can't make a meal without ingredients.

Watching Nurse Zhou leave, Miura picked up the phone again and said directly to the person on the other end, "You heard it too, take them back. There's nothing we can do. After all, these people are really unreliable. You know how serious the consequences will be if this continues."

"Alright, I'll arrange for someone to take them to the military police station. Then it's up to them to see what fate holds."

The person on the other end of the phone responded and then hung up. (End of Chapter)