Scholars in the courtyard

Outside the house, in the office.

The smell of blood spread through the crack in the door into the house, but it did not cause discomfort to the people in the house.

Instead, the middle-aged man who smelled blood became more bloodthirsty.

But in this room, he still needs to put away his fangs.

"Hey! I got it!"

Directly in front, the bald old man responded loudly and ended the call.

Listening to the blind tone coming from the phone, the bald old man couldn't calm down for a long time, so that the microphone in his hand still stayed in mid-air!

"Your Mightiness!"

Seeing that the old man didn't respond, Maeda took a step forward and asked in a low voice.

The old man was still pondering what Uncle Sam meant when he suddenly came to his senses when he heard the cry.

Only then did he realize that a layer of cold sweat had broken out on his forehead.

snap

Put down the phone!

"Um!"

The bald old man hummed and sat on the chair with a serious expression.

"Sir, do we want to continue?"

Maeda said carefully, staring at the old man's face.

The bald old man closed his eyes and his mind turned rapidly.

He knew that the other party was referring to the current experiment, and they had already sacrificed too much to find a solution.

At present, the fifth batch of experimental materials has been prepared and it is about to be their turn.

However, China already had a specific medicine, and that stupid Yuichi Mitsuguchi had already declared the failure of the experiment by committing seppuku.

He needs to give the final answer as to whether there will be more next time.

After a while, the bald old man opened his eyes, and then affirmed, "What China has is theirs, and we have already had ours!"

"Hey! I got it!"

"Of course, we can't just rely on this idiot Mitsuguchi Yuichi, we have to start from other aspects."

The bald old man thought about the news coming out of China again, "You tell the people from the Ministry of Labor to organize those who study traditional Chinese medicine in the country in the name of the country. Since the Chinese people can do it, our excellent Dahe people can also do it. .”

"Hi!"

"Also, let those plutocrats contribute money and efforts to hand over all the information about traditional Chinese medicine obtained from China."

"Hi!"

"Go to work, as soon as possible!"

"Hi!"

Maeda turned and left.

The bald old man leaned back. The fatigue of the past few days had left him a little exhausted. His mind felt confused when he thought too much. Sometimes he was clearly thinking about what to do, but before he could do it, he thought of other things.

Just like now, because of Maeda's interruption, the idea that just came into his mind was gone. Now when he looks for it, he has no clue.

Even he has to admit that he is old and useless!

Close your eyes and meditate quietly.

Little by little memories.

The person who called just now was the aide-de-camp at the Prime Minister's residence.

It was naturally the Prime Minister's intention to call him, and the main purpose was to tell him the current situation.

There was something more serious than he knew.

Let’s not talk about the domestic situation for now, because there is no need to waste time on those rice bugs.

What they care about is Uncle Sam, who provides them with security.

Ever since China had a big killer weapon, the entire Japanese island was in shock.

At the moment, they are not only afraid of the volcano under their butts, they are also afraid of the justice that suddenly falls from the sky.

It is precisely because he knows how serious the sins he did back then are that he is so afraid.

To avoid all this, the only way is to follow Uncle Sam closely and pray for charity, which can bring a sense of security.

But now, due to various reasons (including their connivance), Uncle Sam here can't hold it any longer!

Now 80% of the soldiers in the garrison base have been infected, and the number of people dying every day has reached double digits.

You know, these bases are full of big men, and usually one death would be a big deal. Now that groups of people are losing their lives, who dares to stay here?

In the past, he could come here to be an uncle and enjoy the fruits of victory.

But coming here now is risking your life!

Not only was no one willing to come, but some people in the garrison base were already preparing to run away and return home. Those who had something to do with it would get on a ship to leave the island country, and those who didn't would have tried their best to leave here.

In order to control the source, prevent them from running around, and prevent more people from being infected, the Japanese government has issued a policy to keep people in the base as few as possible and to stay inside as much as possible.

But will these uncles listen to them?

If you have guns and cannons in your hands, whoever dares to stop you will just start fighting!

The government officials who were sent here were not fools. They knew how powerful these men were and understood the current situation.

If you really go up there, your death will be in vain.

The government even dared not express its stance by scolding us.

In this case, when the soldiers in the base heard that there was a source of disease around them, they wanted to move the base together and leave.

Even the officials can’t control this matter, let alone everyone being equal before the flu!

So far, several bases have been emptied of people. Except for the ammunition that cannot be taken away, not even a dog can be seen.

Even so, where can they go in the large infected areas of the island country?

It’s nothing more than moving from one base to another!

Not only that, when the news spread back home, the United States was also in an uproar.

Some people are clamoring for the garrison to withdraw, while others are demanding compensation from the island country.

Countless people take to the streets every day.

However, it has eased a lot in the past two days, because the mainland of the United States has also appeared.

This is why the Prime Minister's Office called him anxiously after learning that China had produced special medicines.

Sam's side has strictly requested that this trouble must be solved.

The bald old man opened his eyes slightly, and two thoughts came to his mind!

One is to pour dirty water on China, guide public opinion, and let people in the free world denounce China. It is best to force China to suffer a dumb loss and then hand over the formula medicines.

This is the best result.

Of course, this is also the most difficult method. Everyone knows that China's backbone is very stiff now, especially with mushroom eggs.

Besides, people are not afraid of what others say.

The second one is to make good friends.

This is the consistent method of their big river people.

China is strong!

As long as we have good relations with each other, with the civilization rooted in the Chinese culture, we will definitely not stand indifferently and watch our neighbors suffer, but will definitely lend a helping hand.

In this way, Chinese medicines can be obtained.

In the eyes of the elderly, this method is the most appropriate.

But, how to get it?

How to make friends?

If Uncle Sam found out about doing this, would he think twice about it?

And those people in the country, will they stop it?

Besides, China's defenses are like a wall, and even needles can't penetrate.

If you send someone there, you will probably be arrested by the militiamen halfway to collect the reward.

what to do?

The bald old man anxiously tapped the ground with his short stick, and then fixed his gaze on the portrait on the wall.

After a long time, the bald old man relaxed his brows.

"We must find ways to communicate with China, even if it is private communication, even if it is civil communication."

"Everything is for His Highness!"

…

Forty-nine cities.

Discussions about the Japanese epidemic are still continuing.

Of course, the main tone has been set, and the next step is to determine how to implement it.

"Chief, this is the news our Ministry of Commerce received from other channels!"

The person who spoke was none other than the old woman who had inspected the work at the machinery factory, Ms. Li.

After returning from the machinery factory, Ms. Li was in a good mood, especially because the tricycle she named herself was expected to become a national export product, which made her even more happy.

In addition, when communicating with foreign countries, the mood is cheerful, making the conversation between the two parties smoother.

However, the front leg had just received a big surprise, and another one came to the back leg. They were both from a machine factory, which was her lucky star.

Naturally, she knew about the domestic flu. She stayed in her apartment almost all the time after the New Year, but news from the outside world never stopped.

I thought it would be great if the country could control the disease. After all, given the country's medical level, it would be very difficult to achieve this.

But she didn't expect that not only was it under control in China, but a treatment drug was also developed. How could this not surprise her?

Especially after learning about the situation abroad, there is no medicine that can suppress influenza, so the domestic products are second to none and unique!

Thinking of this, Ms. Li's mind came alive.

In the early years, she traveled with her grandfather and saw foreign scenery.

As I got older over the years, I returned to my hometown and used the relationships I built in the early years to do something for my hometown.

Naturally, it is clear that the profits brought by medicines, especially for single-use medicines, are unimaginable.

Ms. Li tried hard to suppress her inner excitement. Years of cultivating Qi made her look very easy-going on the outside.

"Right now, the plum blossom heat-clearing and detoxifying liquid in our hands is the only good medicine!"

“I think we can make good use of this opportunity to let the world know us again!”

After Ms. Li finished speaking, the thin old man at the head nodded slightly, "This is what we all think too. The world needs to hear our voices and see our faces!"

Everyone below looked stern, with pride on their faces.

The thin old man turned to look at Ms. Li, "This information is very important. Thank you for your hard work, comrades!"

"You are serious. It is our honor to be able to make some contribution to the country!"

"Well, what do you think about business?"

Ms. Li smiled gently when she heard this, "Chief, we are in a seller's market now. The longer the delay is, the more worried the other party will be!"

"The more anxious the other party is, the easier it is to talk!"

"We need to wait!"

The thin old man smiled and said, "What about this period?"

Ms. Li touched the bracelet on her wrist and thought for a moment, "Then, at the appropriate time, we will show our sincerity and stimulate them!"

Immediately, the old woman's eyes shone brightly, "Chief, we have an old pharmacy in Xiangjiang! It has a good reputation!"

The old woman only said half of what she said. The thin old man understood the meaning and nodded immediately, "Xiangjiang is also our territory, and the people there are also our compatriots!"

"How about the comrades from foreign trade take charge of this matter?"

Ms. Li nodded, "Don't worry, chief, we will definitely make our compatriots feel the care of the motherland."

…

Siheyuan, Yang family!

Ran Qiuye was packing her things at home. The Chinese New Year was over and school had started.

She should have returned to Yangjiazhuang long ago, but she didn't expect the flu to come so quickly, leaving her unprepared.

Now that the ban has been lifted, Ran Qiuye thinks it's time to go back.

In the house, Ran's mother was helping to cook.

Just like before, the two sisters stayed behind and Ran's mother helped watch.

Xiao Duanwu returned to Yangjiazhuang with Ran Qiuye and Taiye. The family had to be divided into two waves in order to live and work.

However, this also makes the days go by quickly.

In the study, Ran's father looked much thinner.

When the flu broke out, he happened to be working in the Seventh Machinery Department.

It was this sense of responsibility that made him the top leader on site.

There was no other way, Ran's father could only rush the ducks to the shelves and organize manpower on site for isolation.

This hard-working person naturally suffered a lot.

Fortunately, Ran's father often used soap in the courtyard, and the habit he developed allowed him to avoid disaster until the ban was lifted.

"This is the information collected by someone who asked me to do it years ago. See if it's useful!"

In the study, Ran's father placed a pile of information on the table.

Yang Xiaotao took a look and saw that there were notebooks, newspapers, and a few books.

"so much?"

Yang Xiaotao knew that these were all information about machine tools.

If you were in a previous life, you would probably be able to find it just by surfing the Internet, but here, in this isolated era, it must have taken a lot of effort to find this information!

"Damn it, it would be great if the system had a search platform!"