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Chapter Twelve Deputy Political Commissar Li

"Dang" A blood-stained bullet fell into the plate. Wu Ming loosened his wound a little, applied medicine, gave an anti-inflammatory injection, and then signaled Meng Qinghe to lie down.

Meng Qingshi was lying on the bed opposite to the injured person's head and feet. Wu Ming took out a simple blood transfusion device. The skin tube with the needle was connected to their close veins on the left and right arm veins. There was a three-way valve in the middle of the skin tube, and the valve was connected to the syringe. When Wu Ming led the valve to Meng Qing, he pulled the needle plug and the red blood flowed into the syringe. He turned the valve again and the blood flowed into the body of the injured person.

"Blood transfusion" was a relatively new technology at that time, especially under field medical conditions, which was something that people would not even dare to think about. In June 1938, Canadian Communist Party member Norman Bethune conducted the first successful battlefield blood transfusion in Wutai County, but until now, most of the Eighth Route Army's medical treatments were unable to use this technology skillfully.

Looking at the pale face of the wounded who had not yet awakened, Wu Ming breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, took off his mask, gloves, and walked out of the house.

"Thank you, Mr. Liu." Meng Qingshi followed him out, his face slightly pale.

"Do your best and leave your fate." Wu Ming waved his hand, "They are not out of danger. It's too early for you to thank me now."

"We must express our gratitude for your wishes, it has nothing to do with the results." Meng Qingshi said sincerely.

Wu Ming smiled faintly and turned to look for Dorothy, but saw Duolosi, who had volunteered to be an assistant just now, was sitting not far away with a small notebook recording something. The minor injury was blushing and stammering.

"She is an enthusiastic American journalist, which is a professional habit." Wu Ming frowned slightly, "If your Eighth Route Army has any rules, or has restrictions on taking photos, collecting materials or visiting conversations, please tell her."

"Any news reporter comes to visit the base. We welcome it. News reporters are not allowed to interview the base. It is not us, but GMD." A voice suddenly sounded from the door, attracting Wu Ming's attention.

"Deputy Political Commissar." Meng Qingshi turned around and saw clearly the person coming in, immediately stood at attention and saluted.

"Hello, Mr. Liu." Deputy Political Commissar Li Jinlin nodded slightly in a purely fictional character, walked forward and stretched out his hand. "Thank you for your efforts to save the Eighth Route Army soldiers."

"You're welcome." Wu Ming shook hands with him, his face calm, "It's all Chinese, this is nothing."

At this time, Dorothy also ended her conversation with the wounded officers of the Eighth Route Army and walked over with a smile, "Mistle Lee, thank you very much, I got the first-hand information." It seems that Li Jinlin had been here a long time ago. Seeing that Wu Ming was performing surgery on the wounded, he didn't go in to disturb him, and he also allowed Dorothy's interview.

"If you are not tired, we can go out to talk!" Li Jinlin made a gesture of invitation, "Let these wounded people have a good rest."

"Of course, we are not tired." Duoloxi rushed to answer, and Wu Ming had to grin and showed a little ugly smile.

Li Jinlin is not tall and of medium size. Although she has a beard, she is not old or rude on the outside. Her big and deep eyes seem to have an attractive appearance. He can speak English, although a little slow, but quite accurate. According to him, he has not spoke English for five years. This surprised Wu Ming.

"I came a little late. It was very late, and I was tired from traveling, so I didn't bother you." Li Jinlin said with a smile: "The conditions in our base area are limited. I hope you can forgive the inadequate entertainment."

"Political Commissar Li is polite." Wu Ming smiled slightly, "We are very grateful for the Eighth Route Army's help this time. We all understand the slightest inconvenience. After all, this is behind enemy lines."

"Mistlee, you are the one I met with GCD, the biggest landlord." Dorothy came over with a small notebook, "I wonder if it's convenient to accept my interview?"

"Well, Political Commissar Li has just rushed a long way and must be very tired. Why not let him rest first and interview him another day!" Wu Ming rushed to say.

Li Jinlin smiled and nodded, and glanced at Wu Ming with a meaningful look, "Okay, I welcome you to interview at any time."

Dorothy put away the small notebook and stood up with Wu Ming to say goodbye.

"It's obvious that you don't want me to interview me, but you insist that he's tired from rushing." As soon as he walked not far, Duoloxi said dissatisfied with Wu Ming: "I don't know what you did."

"I'm tired and want to go to bed." Wu Ming replied briefly: "You have time to go back to interview now, why should you come out with me?"

"We are in the same group, so we must advance and retreat together." Dorothy said for granted.

"Who is in the same group as you, nonsense." Wu Ming sneered, "Stop getting close to you, you are willing to interview you yourself, I won't be with you, a stinky foreign girl."

“Where am I

." Duoloxi grabbed Wu Ming's clothes and said, "I am ungrateful, live..., you..., you bastard who dares to marry two wives, believe it or not, I will expose your true feelings."

"Where are you going to lift it up?" Wu Ming said indifferently: "I didn't do anything wrong, I'm not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door, let alone you, a female foreigner."

"If you lift it, just lift it. Your first wife treats you as your savior, but you...; your second wife was kidnapped by you..."

"My third wife is a stinky foreign girl named Dorothy." Wu Ming suddenly said with a wicked smile, then turned around and ran away.

"You...bastard."

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Seeing the two of them walking farther and farther apart, Li Jinlin smiled bitterly and shook his head, and when he reached out to greet Meng Qing, "Xiao Meng, come on, introduce the situation to me. Oh, where is Xiao Zhang? Where did you go?"

"She just borrowed a book and must have been hiding to read. I'll send someone to call her here." Meng Qingshi replied.

In a short while, when Meng Qingshi came to Li Jinlin's room, Zhang Baojuan looked a little sad and was very depressed.

"What's wrong? Xiao Zhang, I'm in a bad mood!" Li Jinlin signaled the two of them to sit on the kang and asked with concern.

"It's nothing, I've been affected by reading a book." Zhang Baojuan forced a smile, "Political Commissar, when did you come?"

"It's not long since we arrived." Li Jinlin sat cross-legged at the kang table. "The central government has new instructions. We will send people to accompany this group of guests throughout the journey. Except for the core and key departments that are not allowed to enter, all other places will be allowed!"

"You two first talk to me about their general situation, so I can understand it." Li Jinlin knocked on the kang table and said.

"This is a list of Chinese and foreign scholars." Meng Qingshi handed over a piece of paper, "There are 18 people in total, and there are 27 members of the Anti-Gang League, and the list is on the back."

Li Jinlin took it and looked at it, laughing, "This is really a big background. They are all famous in China and abroad. Stuart Leiden, Xia Rende, Lin Maike, and Zhang Donghuo. This anti-Japanese team is really capable. It can actually bring these people together, so you won't be afraid of being beaten by the Japanese."

"Political Commissar, I'm about to say this!" Meng Qingshi pointed to the list and said: "The combat effectiveness of the Anti-Japanese Corps cannot be underestimated, especially Andy Lau. According to our inside report, he is not only very skilled, but also has a lot of improvement in the combat effectiveness of the Anti-Japanese Corps as an instructor in the past two months, especially Li Zhenying, the leader of the Peking Anti-Japanese Corps."

"Oh, I didn't expect that he looked gentle and kind, and he was still a powerful person!" Li Jinlin said with a smile.

"Not only that, he has a close relationship with Chinese and foreign scholars. In addition to the American female reporter, I also saw him having a good conversation with Stu Leiden on the way." Zhang Baojuan added: "And he may be called a scholar. He is the author of this book. I heard that in order to collect information, he went to Japan alone."

Li Jinlin took the book handed over by Zhang Baojuan and looked solemn, "I have heard of English books. It is said to be very sensational and has caused a great bad impact on the Japanese."

"Xiao Zhang, you are in a bad mood after reading this book!" Li Jinlin flipped through the illustrations and couldn't help frowning.

"Any Chinese people will feel uncomfortable when they see it, and they feel so suffocated." Zhang Baojuan nodded and admitted, "I wish I could use a knife to cut off a few Japanese people to vent."

"Andy Lau has a good relationship with that American female reporter Dorothy!" Li Jinlin patted the book lightly, "And although he was very polite on the surface, he just blocked Dorothy's interview. Is he misunderstood about our party?"

"He was a little disgusted with our party, but the reason was not clear." Zhang Baojuan nodded and said, "Maybe he doesn't understand it, right? You read the preface of the book, Dorothy's name was mentioned, and she was one of the information providers."

"It seems that Andy Lau is the core figure in this team. Not only the confrontation team, but also has a great influence on Chinese and foreign scholars." Li Jinlin thoughtfully said: "It is best to understand why he has a bad impression of our party. Even if he cannot let Stu Leiden and his party in Yan'an, he must strive for as much sympathy and support as possible from Chinese and foreign scholars."

"Let's do this, Xiao Zhang, you have more contact with Dorothy, and she will influence Andy Lau's attitude." Li Jinlin thought for a while and said, "Xiao Meng, if you want to have a good relationship with the people who are fighting against the group, you are all young people with strong spirits, and you should have a common language!"
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