In fact, Yang Dekui's work was very effective. The hospital's union flourished. Most doctors and nurses joined the union. Doctors joined the doctors' union, nurses joined the nurses' union, and handymen joined the handymen union.

Xiaoxiu also joined the union. Now she goes in and out like a gust of wind every day, and she whispers to tell the story of their union in the ward every day.

"The store staff union held a strike yesterday and their salary increased a lot."

"After New Year's Day, we are going to the British Concession to protest the march."

"We also plan to strike, demand a salary increase, and a six-day working system." I support it." Zhuang Jihua smiled and said, "But Xiaoxiu, you are going to strike, what should I do?"

Xiaoxiu was stunned for a moment, blinking her eyes and feeling embarrassed: "What should I do? Other unions have striken, so we can't do without action."

"How about this? When I get better, will you strike again? Then I will lead the troops to put the machine gun in front of your dean's door. If we don't agree to your conditions, we will rattle him."

"This is not possible. Our dean is a good person. Besides, whether to increase the salary or not does not count."

"Then who has the final say."

"Our hospital is not a private hospital, and it is managed by the National Government. Whether or not the salary will be increased is up or not."

"Then are you going to protest at the government?" Zhuang Jihua asked.

"Isn't that true? Everyone is still discussing."

Zhuang Jihua couldn't help laughing in his heart. Now he had fun: "How many do you ask for?"

"Not many. If the nurses have less than 12 yuan, they have to make up for 12 yuan. If the nurses have less than 12 yuan, they have to make up for 16 yuan." Xiaoxiu said happily, as if increasing the salary is a natural thing.

Zhuang Jihua thought about it and felt that there was nothing wrong. This requirement was not too much and should be met.

The hospital's union flourished, but it caused disagreement between Wu Ziniu and Song Yunfei. The two had completely opposite views.

"I'm giving someone a candy after being beaten. The general manager will fool people." Seeing Xiaoxiu preparing to give Zhuang Jihua an injection, Wu Ziniu couldn't help, so he joked about Xiaoxiu.

"What did you say?" Xiao Xiu said with dissatisfaction: "Shouldn't we rise?"

"I didn't say that. What I'm talking about is the bastards who sent a few people to make trouble and then to win people's hearts. You really want to eat this." Wu Ziniu said lightly.

"You can't say that. It's normal for a few bad guys to sneak in into the workers' picket team. If they deal with it in time, it proves that they have not protected their shortcomings and are sincerely working for the workers." Song Yunfei came in from outside and interrogated.

"Let's go back and lie down," Xiaoxiu pushed out the air in the syringe and said to Zhuang Jihua: "Hurry up."

"Be gentle, that cow offended you, don't exaggerate me." Zhuang Jihua joked that he was not worried at all now. Since Xu Xiangqian and Du Yuming were here, neither the Kuomintang nor the Communist Party would do anything to him. Just stay in the hospital to watch the fun and stay away from this dangerous time.

"I don't think so, the garrison headquarters dares not care about them. The workers' picket team is too powerful," said Wu Ziniu. "Teacher Commander. Didn't you say that the labor and peasant movements need to be controlled? The garrison headquarters cannot control it. How can you control it?"

"Control? Why should I control it?" Xiao Xiu slowly pushed the syringe for Zhuang Jihua, and suddenly heard Wu Ziniu's words. He was a little confused.

"Oh, you still don't understand this. Wuhan's labor movement must have lost control. This is a very dangerous sign." Zhuang Jihua lay on the bed with a slightly frown: "Xiaoxiu's technique is good. It's not like Dujuan. It's fast, but it will hurt a lot."

"I can't bear this pain, and I'm still on the battlefield?" Xiaoxiu said with contempt: "I think you must be a fearful person on the battlefield. I really don't know how you became a hero. Okay, put it on."

"You are wrong with this. The commander is not afraid of death. I followed him as the company commander. I have fought with bayonets many times." Wu Ziniu defended Zhuang Jihua.

"There is a soldier in Room 107. The wound was so scary when he first came, but he didn't say a word. He didn't look like you, and he screamed in pain."

"He is a brave man, I am a brave man." Wu Ziniu helped Zhuang Jihua pull his pants, but Zhuang Jihua continued to be slick in his mouth: "The Records of the Grand Historian said that Jing Ke is a brave man, and Qin Wuyang is a brave man of blood. This is our difference."

"Just blow it." Xiaoxiu obviously already knows Zhuang Jihua better.

"I think it's nothing wrong with letting the workers take care of themselves, as long as the people don't object." Song Yunfei disagreed with the loss of control of the labor movement.

"You always say that you are out of control, out of control? What does this mean?" Xiaoxiu asked after packing up her things.

Zhuang Jihua looked at Song Yunfei and Xiaoxiu, and thought for a while before saying, "Yunfei, you must remember that the government will never hand over the power to manage society. No matter who is in power, this power cannot be handed over, and it is not necessary to hand over the government. Take the Soviet Union as an example. Before the October Revolution, the Bolsheviks organized workers to strike and march, but after they seized power, they enacted laws to prohibit strikes and non-approved marches and gatherings, and to take all the power to manage society to the government. Therefore, letting workers manage themselves is just a dream, an impossible dream. As for out of control, Xiaoxiu, out of control means that the government has lost the power to control society, such as

Workers’ picket team, the sign of losing control is that it breaks all laws and replaces the government’s responsibilities. Will the government agree to this situation? The answer is no. The government may be restraining now, and it may not have completely surpassed their bottom line. Once it crosses this bottom line, the backlash will be very severe. Xiaoxiu, you can join a trade union, but it is best not to be too active. However, Xiaoxiu obviously did not listen to Zhuang Jihua’s last advice, and she seemed very confident: "Look, I'll see you... that kind, that kind," she thought on her face, and finally smiled happily: "The weakness of the petty bourgeoisie was frightened by the storm of revolution. I said you are a coward, you don't admit it yet."

"Haha," Zhuang Jihua laughed: "The weakness of the petty bourgeoisie, a new term you learned from that."

"What the union leader said." Xiaoxiu was a little proud: "They said it very well. I was full of energy after listening to it. You should also listen and correct the weakness."

Now not only Zhuang Jihua, but also Song Yunfei and Wu Ziniu laughed. Of course, Xiaoxiu understood what they were laughing at. Not only were they both shy and anxious: "You are not good people, you are weak, you should listen, especially for you, next time you get an injection, you will hurt you to the end."

Zhuang Jihua and Wu Ziniu laughed even more happily. Song Yunfei saw that Xiaoxiu was a little anxious and hurried to smooth things over. The ward was busy, and the door was pushed open a crack and reached into his head from outside. After seeing Zhuang Jihua sitting on the bed, he broke in.

"Cultural Revolution!" The visitor shouted behind him again: "Here, here."

Zhuang Jihua recognized the person: "Hong Junqi!"

As soon as the words fell, a few people came in from behind: "Cultural Revolution, I finally found you."

"Guangting, Liu Renhan,..." There were two other Zhuang Jihua who couldn't name it: "Du Guangting, why did you come? I miss you so much."

Zhuang Jihua did not hide his special relationship with Du Yuming, and Hong Junqi and others didn't care. They knew that Du Yuming had fought with Zhuang Jihua at Zhangshu, and had this kind of friendship. In addition, Zhuang Jihua's reputation for protecting his shortcomings is naturally different from them.

Du Yuming chuckled: "It's been only two days since I arrived in Wuhan. I only heard Xiang Qian say you're here yesterday, so I'll come to see you today."

"Hello, Chief Du." Wu Ziniu also stepped forward and saluted Du Yuming.

"You are Wu Ziniu." Du Yu obviously did not forget the 7th Company and soon recognized him: "Stop calling him the commander, you are a lieutenant, I am also a lieutenant."

"Not that's right? One day you will be the superior and the commander for life. This is the rule of the army." Wu Ziniu said with a smile.

"Guangting, don't be polite. They are all comrades from the 7th Company. They crawled out of the pile of dead people. They all sat down and talked." Zhuang Jihua greeted. When facing these Kuomintang, Zhuang Jihua felt much more relaxed and spoke more casually: "Xiaoxiu, please help me get a few stools."

Xiaoxiu agreed and went out. When everyone saw her outfit, they knew that she was a nurse who took care of Zhuang Jihua, so they didn't dare to neglect them. They separated and followed them.

"This is Song Yunfei, my adjutant." Zhuang Jihua introduced to them. In addition to Hong Junqi, Du Yuming, everyone stood up and saluted Song Yunfei. Song Yunfei was at a loss for a moment and hurriedly returned the salute. Zhuang Jihua then discovered that Song Yunfei's rank was the highest in the place except Hong Junqi.

"Every, don't salute, let go of all these. You are here to see me, not to meet the officials." Zhuang Jihua said with a smile: "Yunfei, don't enjoy it there, pour tea, pour tea, the best plum blossom tea."

"Cultural Revolution, you are still like this, and you will be happy if you open your mouth." Everyone laughed, Du Yuming said: "Who have you ever heard of this top-quality plum blossom tea?"

Hong Junqi shook his head and said, "It is probably the banker who has kept it privately, and it is not circulated."

"So you have oral treatment, but it's not private, but original. Put a few pieces of plum blossoms in the tea, which has a unique taste." Zhuang Jihua has nothing to do these days, and he has been thinking about some strange things. This plum blossom tea is a great achievement.

After a while of joking, Zhuang Jihua asked about their recent situation, and the expressions of these people began to become less natural.
Chapter completed!