Yang Dali's howling lasted for nearly a minute, and it was not until Li Yunlong walked out of the wounded camp that he calmed down a little.

"Tian Yu, what are you asking for me?"

Tian Yu turned around and looked at Li Yunlong with a serious look on his face: "Captain Li, things are very important, I won't go around with you."

"Today, two more soldiers are facing lifelong paralysis due to severe inflammation in the wound. Do you know why this happens?"

Li Yunlong frowned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Is it a medical condition?"

Tian Yu nodded: "The medical conditions here are too poor. The prescriptions of the doctors in the city and the herbs you asked the soldiers to collect can only play a very small part of the role."

"It's not that I look down on traditional Chinese medicine. Western medicine is more effective at this time for these serious trauma."

"I understand!" Li Yunlong nodded and said, "Comrade Tian Yu, you asked me out this time to tell me that we urgently need a batch of Western medicine, right?"

Tian Yu nodded heavily and said, "That's what it means!"

"Although we now have medical alcohol, iodine, etc., the most important one is sulfonamide. Non-broad-spectrum anti-inflammatory drugs, but the effect is not good."

"If you want to significantly reduce the number of wounded people who lose their combat effectiveness due to inflammation, it is best to have drugs like penicillin."

Li Yunlong suddenly had a headache: "Is there no other way?"

"Now the price of penicillin is comparable to gold, and it is controlled by pharmaceuticals. I'm afraid that it will not be available in other places except the Japanese."

Tian Yuchang sighed, shook his head and said, "Not yet!"

Li Yunlong nodded: "Okay, I understand, I'll think of another way."

After saying that, Li Yunlong walked towards the command center with his hands behind his back.

This is not the first time. After each battle, the number of people who cannot urgently need to fight due to injuries is very huge.

If it were a Japanese, such a worthless soldier would be abandoned or even killed directly by their own people. Even if he survived, he would be arranged to go to logistics and would never be able to go to the battlefield again.

"Where are you going to do it?" Li Yunlong said to himself. Suddenly, a bold idea came into his mind, and then hurriedly ran into the command center.

"Old Zhao, prepare a few bowls, a few cans, rice, potato, spoon and toner for me."

Zhao Gang, who was reading the report, was stunned, put down the document in his hand and said, "No, Lao Li, you are hungry, there are steamed buns in the kitchen team, why are you looking for me? Do you treat me as your servant?"

"No!" Li Yunlong sat on the chair, his face full of excitement, thinking that he was a child who discovered the treasure.

"Old Zhao, do you know penicillin?"

Zhao Gang nodded: "Western medicine, anti-inflammatory, is currently lacking in all major war zones, why?"

Li Yunlong smiled and said, "Old Zhao, if I could create penicillin, would the casualties of our Eighth Route Army troops be reduced a lot?"

Zhao Gang took a deep breath: "This is for sure, how? You can make it."

Li Yunlong slapped the table and said confidently: "Of course, don't forget that we are a cultural person, and we have read the medical books."

Zhao Gang laughed: "Old Li, Lao Li, you have the ability and can fight. I believe this. I believe you can create some strange weapons and equipment."

"But...you are a general who fights war after all, and penicillin is a medicine. You can't say that you really treat yourself as a doctor after reading two medical books, right?"

Li Yunlong's face suddenly fell down after being poured on cold water.

"Old Zhao, your thoughts should be changed. Didn't we say what Lao Li said that time?"

"In this way, I won't argue with you. I'll add medical cotton and spoons. Also, if you arrange someone to go to the hospital in our city, they have rubber-headed droppers, so you can get some for me."

"Ten days, ten days, I promise to get penicillin out for you."

"This is no problem!" Zhao Gang smiled and said, "What if you can't get it?"

Li Yunlong smiled and said, "Old Zhao, are you going to bet with me?"

"Okay, if I can't get penicillin within ten days, I will be whatever you say in my life in the future, and I will quit drinking."

"But I'm going to get it out. You have to find a place for me and recruit someone to help me produce penicillin!"

"One word is determined!" Zhao Gang immediately made a decision.

At this moment, Feng Nan and Lin Huiyin, who had just returned from the newspaper, walked in.

"Old Li, Political Commissar Zhao, I heard your voice outside, and I just decided to do anything?" Feng Nan asked with a smile.

"Oh!" Zhao Gang said: "I just made a bet with Lao Li. I won and quit drinking, and if I lose, I will help Lao Li find a place."

"Betting?" Lin Huiyin looked at Zhao Gang differently: "What bet? If you win the bet, you still ask Captain Li to quit drinking? What bet is so big?"

Feng Nan covered his mouth and smiled, "If this is the case, I really hope that Political Commissar Zhao will win."

"It is better for him to stop drinking, and it is better for him to quit smoking!"

Zhao Gang laughed: "Old Li, have you heard that? Your wife hopes that you will lose if you bet, or you will just admit defeat."

"Surrendering lost half of it, and it really makes it difficult for you to quit drinking, but you can give you regular and regular amounts every day to control the amount of alcohol you drink!"

"Go and go!" Li Yunlong said angrily: "What is surrendering and losing half of it? Our Lao Li only has charge and no surrender in the dictionary."

"Feng Nan and the others don't know what we are betting on. If they know, they will definitely be on my side!"

When everyone saw Li Yunlong like a child, they burst into laughter.

"Captain Li, then what bet did you make with Political Commissar Zhao?"

Lin Huiyin, who was aroused of interest, looked at Li Yunlong with a curious look on his face.

Li Yunlong smiled and said, "I told Lao Zhao that I could get out of penicillin early. He didn't believe it, so we bet on this!"

"Penicilin!" Feng Nan and Lin Huiyin immediately grew their mouths when they heard this.

"Old Li, do you still know how to make medicine?"

"Captain Li, are you serious? If you can really make penicillin, then the casualties of our Chinese troops will be reduced by several levels!"

Li Yunlong laughed: "Old Zhao doesn't believe it either, otherwise how could we bet on this matter?"

"Okay, just wait for my good news later!"

After saying that, Li Yunlong was about to go back to his room, but as soon as he reached the door, he seemed to have thought of something, and stopped and looked at Feng Nan and Lin Huiyin.

"I almost forgot, Feng Nan and Miss Lin, you can go to our warehouse later, take a few photos of the Japanese gas bombs, and write a few reports to post them."

"We have to let the Western journalists know that the Japanese have been doing this kind of thing, raising this issue internationally and attracting the attention of other countries!"

"Old Zhao, take them to the warehouse first!"
Chapter completed!