With Levtoka on his head, Paul walked into the ward and saw Huang Haoran lying on the hospital bed at first glance. Several paramedics were doing CPR in a circle www.biquge.info Pen, Fun, and Pavilion, which fully explained why Huang Haoran's guards were so panicked.

Calculating the time, it has been almost 48 hours since Huang Haoran was injured and poisoned. Although it has been suppressed with various drugs during this period, the poison has still entered the attack period, and now Huang Haoran's condition is very bad.

"Hurry up!"

The anxious platoon commander Zhao thought that Paul's movements were too slow, which seriously threatened the life of his commander, so he urged loudly.

As a result, this abrupt Chinese voice startled the medical staff in the ward. Turning his head to find that the attending doctor was being held at the pistol by the soldiers, the group of Americans quickly retreated with a tacit understanding. Raise your hands together, and you are very conscious.

Platoon Commander Zhao had only dealt with German instructors in the army before, and he thought that foreign devils were more arrogant. Seeing the performance of the Americans now, he was a little stunned, but soon remembered that there was something to do. After issuing the order, the foreign devil doctor's movements did not speed up, it should be that he could not understand Chinese, fortunately, Platoon Commander Zhao still has an international communication method in his hand, that is, a pistol.

Charging the muzzle of the gun forward, Paul immediately sprang out like an electrocuted rabbit. Angry soldiers don't want to reason with doctors, and Paul, a graduate of a prestigious medical school, doesn't want to leave his life in this Far Eastern country.

I heard that the god here is a big fat man with curly hair (please make up for the Buddha), and the great Jesus that Paul has always believed in may not play a role in this land. Now all his hopes were pinned on that white antidote.

Paul held the medicine bottle firmly in his hand, as if he was holding his own life, and he shouted to a female nurse who was holding his hands high: "Mai Rui~ You come and help me prepare the injection kits, we are now going to snatch this Chinese general back from the hands of death~"

"Why me? Paul? Why don't you ask Julie to help you? I was so scared that my hands were shaking now......"

The female nurse obviously didn't want to wade into the troubled waters, she stood there and raised her hands and cried, her expression quite hysterical.

"Look at Julie, dear Merry, she's about to faint..... If she was going to be injected, I think the two Chinese soldiers behind me would definitely give one of us a shot! Don't you really want to live? ”

As if to cooperate with Paul's explanation, the other female nurse named Julie immediately collapsed, leaving Merry with no way out, she could only try to stop herself from trembling, and slowly walked to the trolley where the medical equipment was placed.

"Cotton wool, syringes, needles..... It was these ......" who came into contact with familiar things, and the speed at which Merry's emotional stability began to increase. After a while, she even had the idea of revenge against the Chinese: "Paul! I want to pick the thickest needle, do you think it's okay? ”

The woman is really a magical animal, Paul could only give Julie a helpless expression, he pointed to the platoon leader Zhao who was holding a gun with his eyes, and then jumped out one word after another: "I beg you, for God's sake~"

The syringe is slowly inserted into the medicine bottle, and the medicine is drained and taken out, and then the air in the front section is pushed out, and the injection is ready.

In the end, Paul decided to take matters into his own hands, rubbed Huang Haoran's arm with cotton dipped in alcohol, and then pierced it into an obvious vein, with a rather violent movement. He wasn't afraid of hurting Huang Haoran. Because if he can really make Huang Haoran wake up in pain with a needle, maybe the Wuhan government will give him a medal.

The dose of the antidote was not much, and it was all pushed into Huang Haoran's body in a few seconds, Paul quickly pulled out the needle, and the rest was to wait for the effect of the medicine to come into play.

When the injection was completed, Platoon Commander Zhao changed to a position holding a gun, and he drove Paul and nurse Merry into the corner, and stood at the head of Huang Haoran's bed, the muzzle of the gun still aimed at Paul's head.

As the clock ticked by, the heartbeat could be heard quietly in the room......

Shanghai, after the "August 13" Shanghai Battle, the Chinese army withdrew from the Shanghai area after several months of hard fighting. The Shanghai Concession was surrounded by the occupied area, like an isolated island in the middle of the ocean. On the "isolated island" of Shanghai, Japan set up a news censorship office and ordered all newspapers published by Chinese to be censored. Many newspapers and periodicals produced in Shanghai in the twenties and thirties ceased publication one after another during this period. There were only a few commercial newspapers and Japanese-controlled newspapers on the isolated island, and they continued to publish under the sign of foreign merchants. In such an environment, it was very difficult for the people in the occupied areas to learn about the anti-Japanese battlefield.

In fact, the Japanese were involved in China's press and publishing industry much earlier than the press censorship appeared. In the evening of China, the wind is surging, and the people's hearts are stirring. The old Shanghai concession is lined with miscellaneous places in all directions, and the Chinese and the foreign are mixed. As the bridgehead of old China, various Chinese and foreign forces lurked in Shanghai to peep into China and wait for opportunities. The Japanese forces were the most active of these, and their prominent manifestations were in China through the establishment or acquisition of newspapers in order to achieve the political goal of expanding Japan's aggressive policy. From the late Qing Dynasty to the Republic of China, Shanghai was the largest stronghold of Japanese forces in China, and it was also the largest number of newspapers among other countries.

Shanghai is not only the birthplace of Japanese newspapers in China, but also the region with the largest number of Japanese newspapers. The first Japanese newspaper, Shanghai Commercial Miscellaneous Newspaper, appeared in Shanghai in July 1882 (the eighth year of Guangxu). In the nearly 60 years between this and Japan's surrender in World War II, Japan had a total of 183 newspapers and periodicals in China, of which 34 were in Shanghai, the largest number in the country. Even the most influential "Declaration" in the country has a Japanese holding. At the same time, Japan's East Asian Tongbunkai also established the East Asian Tongbun Academy in Shanghai and established the Shina Research Institute as a cover to conduct Chinese intelligence collection and investigations, and to compile the "Shina Yearbook". The Japanese are more concerned about China's affairs than the Chinese.

In fact, this so-called East Asian Tongbun Academy is a spy school, and the founder, Mao Nakajima, is a big spy himself. Not only did Mr. Nakajima invest in newspapers in Shanghai and other cities, but many of his students also worked as editors-in-chief and editor-in-chief reporters in newspapers around the world. On the surface, it seems that the Japanese are just running a newspaper to report some frivolous news and current political news, but in fact, with the support of the Japanese government, they are collecting Chinese intelligence, stirring up right and wrong, and beautifying Japan's China policy, and they are completely the spokesmen of Japan's interests in China, especially when the war of aggression against China began, these Japanese newspapers became accomplices of the aggressors. (To be continued.) )