Outside the bungalow area, Dean Shen glanced at Ye Shanmin who was kneeling on the ground, his eyes full of disgust.
Shen Guoming was born in the military, and what a soldier hated most in his life was deserters, so Ye Shanmin was like a bug in his eyes. If it were a war, he would have to kill him with his own hands.
When Ye Wenyao saw the dean coming, he quickly said hello: "Dean Shen, I..."
Dean Shen snorted heavily:
"Ye Wenyao, please hand in your resignation report tomorrow. Before the spring plowing begins, you can get a piece of land in time to live on when you return home."
When Ye Wenyao heard this, his feet gave out and he sat down on the ground, his face full of defeat. Then everyone in the Ye family burst into tears.
Everyone around was silent. No one could have imagined that Dean Shen was so tough and would directly fire Ye Wenyao. This was a deadly move.
Ye Wenyao's hometown is in Minquan, Henan, and everyone knows what's going on there now.
The Ye family stayed in the capital, even if they worked on the farm to support themselves, they would still have food to eat. If they returned to their hometown, I'm afraid...
Even if he survives, he will never have the chance to return to the capital and become a worker in this life, and then the Ye family will be finished.
Vice President Ji opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything to stop him. He could only cast a wishful look at the Ye family.
It's not that Dean Shen is cruel, but the establishment of the farm is actually a lot of painstaking work on his part. It affects the livelihood of more than 100 families and 500 to 600 people in the hospital.
If tonight's Zhu Xiaoxia incident causes people on the farm to panic, the morale of the military to be unstable, and the employees begin to scheming and suspicious of each other, will the farm still be able to run it?
There were many superiors who opposed the establishment of the farm at the beginning, but Dean Shen put his own future on the line. If he was caught, he insisted on disbanding the farm. By then, it would not be Ye Wenyao's family, but more than a hundred people who would die. .
Therefore, the more than 100 workers on the farm must unite, and anyone who is not conducive to unity must be ruthlessly eliminated.
The Ye family is the chicken that Dean Shen wants to kill. It will be shown to all employees that anyone who dares to be selfish and does not safeguard collective interests will have no choice but to return to his hometown.
Dean Shen walked through the crowd expressionlessly, and the crowd unconsciously moved out of the way.
The windows of the bungalow were covered with newspapers and it was difficult to see what was going on inside. Dean Shen could only open up his voice and ask loudly:
"Xiaoqi, I am Shen Guoming, how is Comrade Zhu Xiaoxia's situation now?"
Lin Sanqi heard the shouting and continued sewing without raising her head:
"Dean Shen, wait a little longer, there is still one hand that has not been sewn, it is almost done. Mr. Han, please anesthetize your right hand again!"
Mr. Han has now taken Lin Sanqi seriously. If he treated him as a brat before, now he officially treats Lin Sanqi as a colleague.
"Okay, I'll give the injection right away."
Old Man Han took out the silver needle and quickly applied acupuncture on the patient's Zhongfu, Yunmen, Xiabai, Tianfu, Chize and other acupuncture points. The whole process only took a few dozen seconds.
"Okay, Xiaolin, you can get stitches."
Lin Sanqi gave a thumbs up, and she also admired Mr. Han Bangxu very much in her heart.
The speed and efficiency of this anesthesia are much faster than anesthesia injections given by Western medicine, and there are no side effects. Why was such a good technique not passed down later?
Lin Sanqi asked strangely:
"Old man, I heard that in ancient times, some martial arts masters could point acupuncture points to immobilize people, or use small silver needles as hidden weapons to commit murders. Do you think this is possible? Does it have anything to do with acupuncture?"
In 1960, there were no martial arts novels in the mainland. Even in Xiangjiang, Jin Yong had just finished writing "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", so to the ears of two old men, Shi Jinmo and Han Bangxu, Lin Sanqi's knowledge was quite broad. , everything in the world is clear.
Mr. Han said proudly:
"Hey, I said you kid have heard of this? You are knowledgeable, but in fact the Tang Sect in Sichuan belongs to our ancestors. Those so-called unique hidden weapons, sealing the throat upon seeing blood are actually the secrets of our traditional Chinese medicine.
Medicine is a thing that can save people from danger if used well, but can kill people invisible if used improperly. Do you think the poison is mixed with traditional Chinese medicine? Acupuncture is a massage technique, as well as the flying acupuncture you mentioned. To put it bluntly, it is acupuncture. ”
Lin Sanqi was a little surprised: "Yeah, there really is a Tang Sect. I thought it was fictional."
At this time, Mr. Shi seemed to think of something and burst into laughter:
"Xiao Lin, you may not know that back then, with his superb acupuncture skills, Old Acupuncture Han wiped out countless Japanese and Japanese prisoners. It was his old boy who killed the third commander of the North China Front, Kaoru Kawamura!"
Lin Sanqi's eyes gleamed after hearing this, and she thought to herself, "Oh my God, what I want to talk to you about is a martial arts drama, but you actually made a spy drama for me?"
"Ah, Mr. Han, have you ever killed a Japanese? This commander of the North China Army must be a very high official, right? Just kill him if you tell him to?" Han Bangxu raised his chin: "Lieutenant General!"
Lin Sanqi asked anxiously: "Old man, tell me, how did you kill this big devil?"
"This incident was actually very accidental. I had no preparation in advance and just did it on the spur of the moment. Fortunately, I escaped during the subsequent investigation. After all, in the eyes of a discerning eye, I had no motive for committing the crime.
That time I happened to be listening to a play in the theater. This Kawamura Kaoru also followed a group of Japanese soldiers to the theater in a fashionable manner. He deserved his misfortune. There was a righteous man in the theater troupe at that time. He took out a gun and tried to murder Kawamura Kaoru.
In the end, none of the shots hit Kawamura Kaoru. It is estimated that this righteous man also had accomplices, so he directly set the theater on fire, and the theater was filled with chaos. The Japanese were also afraid of death, so Kawamura Kaoru and several other Japanese soldiers lowered their heads and ran outside.
At that time, the Japanese soldiers did not allow us to leave first, and had to let Kawamura Kaoru and others go first. I couldn't be more angry that they were still showing off their power on the land of our country. So I grabbed two silver needles and hid them in the palm of my hand.
When Kawamura Kaoru passed by me, didn't he bend over and lower his head to avoid bullets? I aimed a needle at his Baihui point, and the old devil fell unconscious on the spot.
As soon as the old Japanese fell to the ground, the scene became even more chaotic. The Japanese soldiers thought that someone had fired a hidden gun, so they all raised their guns and guarded the surroundings, trying to find out where the shooter was. So I took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness and flew another needle from a close range to Kawamura Kaoru's Juque point. ”
Lin Sanqi was so shocked that she even forgot about the stitches:
"Old man, are you saying that you killed a person by shooting two silver needles without touching the patient?"
Mr. Han became even more excited when he thought about what happened back then:
"That's just two needles, but these two needles are very skillful. Deep or shallow needles can't kill people, they can only make people faint, so I decided to kill them and didn't give them to that Japanese commander. A chance to survive.”
Mr. Shi explained to Lin Sanqi on the side:
"Han Lao's two needles are very particular.
First, the first needle was inserted into Baihui point. Baihui point is located at the intersection of the midline of the head and the line connecting the tips of the two ears. The meridian belongs to the Du Meridian, which is the meeting point of the three yang and the Du Meridian of the hands and feet. If it is hit, it will cause dizziness and unconsciousness.
Then the second needle is inserted into the Juque point, which is located in the midline of the front of the body and six inches above the navel. The meridian belongs to the Ren channel and is connected to the heart acupoint. After being hit, it impacted the liver, gallbladder, and shocked the heart, causing death. ”
Seeing Lin Sanqi's blank look, Mr. Shi patiently explained:
"Actually, the reason is very simple. The first injection caused Kawamura Kaoru's brain qi and blood to flow sluggishly, causing blockage of cerebral blood vessels. Then the second injection caused his qi movement to be blocked, making him unable to push, qi and body fluids unable to move blood, causing phlegm to block blood. Blood stasis, causing acute myocardial infarction. ”
"Oh~~~"
Lin Sanqi understood now:
"I understand the meaning. The first injection of Mr. Han gave this old man a cerebral infarction, and the second injection gave him a myocardial infarction. Cerebral infarction plus myocardial infarction will lead to death in the end, right?"
Han Bangxu looked constipated:
"This is the theory, but what you are talking about is the theory of Western medicine. We Chinese medicine doctors are not interested in talking about cerebral infarction and myocardial infarction."
"Two needles kill one person. You are so awesome, old man, but how did you escape the suspicion of the Japanese? After all, your two needles were still inserted into Kawamura Kaoru's body, and it was found out after the autopsy."
Mr. Han laughed loudly at this time:
"This is also luck. I thought at the time that the Japanese had killed so many of our people, and I wanted to avenge them. I didn't think too much about it. Hey, it was such a coincidence.
At that time, one of the two Japs who accompanied me to the opera recognized me and knew that I was a famous doctor in Beiping City, so he ordered me to be rescued by the commander immediately. At that time, the little devil was not polite. He took me out of the crowd and forced me to save people quickly.
This is unfortunate, because I used a short needle instead of such a long needle, so no one saw it when I inserted it into the old devil's acupuncture point. I took advantage of the opportunity to save the old devil and took out two short silver needles without anyone noticing.
So until the end, the Japanese didn't know how their Commander Kawamura Kaoru died, thinking it was some sudden illness, hahaha. So damn refreshing, boy, do you think I am an anti-Japanese warrior? ”
Lin Sanqi nodded fiercely: "Forget it, you must be a warrior. I have begun to admire you, old man."
"Really? Hahaha·~~"
Mr. Shi poured cold water on him:
"Then, now someone is reporting that you courted the Japanese and were very close to the Japanese. When the Japanese were assassinated, you, an old guy, tried your best to help save them. Now, okay, you have become a national hero without being noticed. The old farmer who repaired the earth, hahaha.”
Old Man Han also laughed: "Anyway, I have a clear conscience. I am worthy of my country and my ancestors. The sun and the moon are shining brightly."
Lin Sanqi asked sheepishly while speeding up suturing Zhu Xiaoxia:
"Old man, can you teach me your acupuncture skills? It would be a pity if this unique skill was lost."
Han Bangxu chuckled and shook his finger:
"You want to learn my medical skills, but you're not qualified yet. Let's talk about it later." (End of Chapter)