Chapter 916 Professional (warning: a tasteful chapter)

 Cheng Qianfan frowned slightly.

 This booklet is a ‘draft’.

  To be precise, it was a draft of rumors about the Red Party fabricated by the Shanghai Zhongtong.

“The Red Party forced local farmers to plant pressed tablets in the Maoshan stronghold under its control. The more they planted, the greater the reward, and then sold the pressed tablets to tablet merchants in Shanghai in exchange for urgently needed medicinal materials, hardware, cloth, etc. items to support the fight against Japan.”

 In order to achieve a fake-real effect, there is a line of notes in the ‘draft’, reminding you to try to forge a photo of a soldier wearing a New Fourth Army uniform holding a tablet with a joyful face as evidence.

  Insidious and vicious!

 Cheng Qianfan cursed secretly in his heart.

The most vicious and insidious thing about this "draft" of rumors is that the Central Reunification Committee, for the first time, did not obliterate the fact that the New Fourth Army was resisting Japan. It spread the rumor in the form of the New Fourth Army having to force farmers to plant flakes in order to raise military supplies.

 This method of spreading rumors is extremely confusing.

 …

 Zou Clinic.

 A rapid knock on the door sounded.

 “Who is it?” Fang Jinghua suddenly woke up and asked.

“Doctor Zou, it’s an emergency, stomachache.”

People outside continued to knock on the door, and there were sounds of calling, ouch, ouch, and movement.

Fang Jinghua leaned close to the door and listened carefully, confirming that there was an emergency patient in pain who was spinning around in circles and banging on the door.

 He opened the door.

"Thank you, Doctor Zou." The visitor hunched over, holding his stomach, and hurriedly thanked him as soon as he entered the door.

Fang Jinghua closed the door.

"What's the matter? Are you hungry?" he asked.

As he spoke, he motioned for the other person to sit down, and then asked what he had eaten in the evening. After the other person's breathing stabilized, he began to feel his pulse.

 “How is your stool?”

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 “Is it taking shape?”

"What?"

“Is the stool hard, soft, or like egg drop soup?” Fang Jinghua asked.

 “Soup-like.”

Fang Jinghua nodded, "Spleen deficiency and diarrhea."

He looked at the other person and said, "I will prescribe you a decoction to strengthen the spleen and qi, strengthen the spleen and stomach, and then remove the moisture from the body to stop diarrhea."

Fang Jinghua is skilled in prescribing and filling medicines.

While Fang Jinghua turned around and was busy, the patient kept staring at his back with twinkling eyes.

“Dr. Zou is such a kind doctor.” The patient rubbed his belly and said, “It’s so late at night, I’m worried that Dr. Zou won’t open the door.”

"That's not possible." Fang Jinghua smiled and said, "Doctors are parents, but you even called it an emergency."

 At this point, Fang Jinghua's eyes shrank, his expression remained unchanged, and he warned, "Be sure to cook it on time, and slow fire is best."

"I understand." The patient took the medicine bag and paid the consultation fee, but suddenly said, "Doctor Zou, I am one of my own. My surname is Kang."

 “I don’t understand what it means to be a member of your own family.” Fang Jinghua frowned.

"You understand." The patient surnamed Kang said, "Comrade, I can't prove my identity now. I'll come back another day."

“What did you say?” Fang Jinghua was angry.

This man suddenly knocked on the door to seek medical advice and said such words. He did not say the secret code for the connection or the proper code. Fang Jinghua became even more alert and drove this man out directly.

 “Mozi.” He stood at the door and cursed, “Crazy.”

After the patient left, Fang Jinghua thought more and more by himself that something was wrong:

 Which party does this person belong to?

Japanese spy?

 Traitor spy?

 Or maybe a Kuomintang agent?

 He first ruled out the possibility that this person was one of his own.

Given his rank within Shanghai’s underground party organization, very few people know his identity.

　　It is impossible for a stranger to come to the door so unexpectedly.

It's not someone he knows, and there is no emergency contact code.

He had not considered whether this person had been arrested before, or was a party member who had lost contact after the underground party organization was destroyed.

However, this possibility is extremely low.

  Instead, it’s more like—

 Test?

Fang Jinghua frowned.

No matter which part the other party belongs to, if this person appears so suddenly, this is a danger signal.

 Because you will only be tempted if you are targeted by others.

 …

 After the patient surnamed Kang left the Zou Clinic, he walked slowly for more than ten minutes, clutching his stomach, and then turned into an alley.

While passing a corner, the man hung the medicine bag he was carrying on a broken iron nail on the street lamp and peed.

I walked through the alley and came to the main road, and got into the passenger seat of a car parked on the side of the road.

 “How is it?” the man in the cab asked with disheveled hair.

The man surnamed Kang shook his head, "There doesn't seem to be anything wrong."

“Tell me about your contact with Dr. Zou, including the conversation, as well as his reaction and expression at the time.” The driver frowned and said in a deep voice.

The man surnamed Kang was holding his stomach while telling the story.

"It seems there is no problem." The driver said, but his brows were still frowning, "Did I see it wrong?"

The man surnamed Kang suddenly opened the car door and got out of the car.

 “Where are you going?” the driver asked, then frowned, closed the door and cursed, “Asshole, stay away.”

There was a crackling sound, and then a foul smell wafted up.

The man took out two pieces of paper from his body, wiped his **** randomly, and got in the car again.

 “What did you give me to eat?” he asked the driver.

“It’s nothing.” The driver said with a smile, “It’s just that the large intestine was not washed.”

"Asshole." The man surnamed Kang cursed. After excreting, he seemed to feel much better. He glanced at the medicine bag in his hand and said, "This Dr. Zou is really good at medical skills. I took a look and he prescribed The prescription is the same as one prescribed by an old Chinese doctor when I was in Kanto Prefecture."

“This man’s medical skills are indeed good.” The driver nodded.

He stared at the other person and said, "You continue to stare at him. Now that you are a patient, it is natural for you to see him for follow-up consultation."

"Okay." The man surnamed Kang nodded helplessly, "Go back quickly. I want to boil the medicine. If I go back early, I can catch up with today's medicine."

After the car drove away, a figure approached in the alley across the road and shined a flashlight on the ground, as if he was looking for something. Soon, the figure left.

 …

Fang Jinghua could not fall asleep again for a long time.

The arrival of this uninvited guest who claimed to be Kang made him really confused.

At this moment, there seemed to be a sound coming from the backyard.

Fang Jinghua's expression changed. He tiptoed out of bed and found the medicine cabinet with three cabinets in a row named A based on his memory. He took out the Mauser pistol inside, turned off the safety, and walked softly toward the backyard door.

 “Who?” Fang Jinghua asked in a low voice.

 “I am floating on the water of Taihu Lake, and I have taken the liberty to visit you. I only want to seek medicine, not to hurt anyone.”

Fang Jinghua heard the secret message and quickly replied, "What medicine do you want?"

People in the yard said: "My right **** is bitten by a mosquito (gun). Open the door quickly and break in."

"Master, I can't do surgery." Fang Jinghua smiled bitterly and opened the door.

Cheng Qianfan stepped in with something in his hand.

"What happened?" Fang Jinghua closed the door and asked with a serious expression.

Dr. Zou is also a well-known 'miracle doctor'. Even if Cheng Qianfan knocks on the front door and comes in, it will not be a big deal. Of course, for safety reasons and caution, Cheng Qianfan will try his best to avoid contact with Fang Jinghua. , it was Lu Dazhang who came to meet Fang Jinghua recently.

Now, Comrade Huo Miao came late at night and climbed over the wall to enter the hospital. He used the Taihu water bandit's cut code. This is an emergency:

 There are multiple secret codes between the two of them. Different secret codes indicate different situations.

There is a secret signal between the two. After listening to it, both Fang Jinghua and Cheng Qianfan can immediately understand that the other party is under enemy surveillance. Even the enemy has surrounded this place and must break out immediately. This is the most urgent warning.

 “Did someone come to seek medical advice just now?” Cheng Qianfan asked without answering.

“How did you know?” Fang Jinghua asked in surprise, “You were here a long time ago?”

"No." Cheng Qianfan shook his head, "I just saw someone in the alley from a distance, so I hid. I saw a man peeing under the street lamp, and I recognized the medicine bag in his hand."

Fang Jinghua suddenly realized that the clinic’s medicine packages had shop signs printed on them. This was a common thing in clinics, and it would be strange if they didn’t do this.

"That man knocked on the door and said he had an emergency and a stomachache." Fang Jinghua said, frowning, "This man has a problem. I was thinking about this just now."

 He poured Cheng Qianfan a glass of water and explained in detail what had just happened.

“It seems that I was right to be cautious.” Cheng Qianfan said, handing a piece of advertising paper to Fang Jinghua.

"What does it smell like?" Fang Jinghua took the advertising paper and sniffed.

The advertising paper was from the Hanamazi Sesame Oil Store on the nearby street. He recognized it at a glance. What surprised him most was that there were two pieces of paper wrapped in the advertising paper.

 There is something yellowish-brown on the two pieces of paper.

Fang Jinghua almost stopped his subconscious action of dipping his fingers into it. He looked up at Cheng Qianfan with a look of shock on his face, "Is this a piece of tissue paper?"

“Yes.” Cheng Qianfan nodded and gave a thumbs up to Fang Jinghua, “He is indeed a miracle doctor.”

Fang Jinghua didn't have time to argue with the young comrade Huo Miao. His expression became more serious. He knew that comrade Huo Miao would never come to visit with a wipe for no reason and play such a prank. There must be something fishy about the piece of paper that wipes your butt.

 Butt paper?

Fang Jinghua's heart moved, "Is this what the patient just used to wipe his butt?"

 Cheng Qianfan nodded.

Huh?

Fang Jinghua exclaimed, these two pieces of paper were not ordinary papers.

 There is writing on the paper.

“This is the lesson plan.” Fang Jinghua held the paper in both hands and read it carefully before saying.

"On the bamboo table, there are needles, threads, rulers, and scissors. My mother is sitting in front of the bamboo table, taking needles and threading, and sewing for me."

"There are only a few words, and the needles and threads are all drawn in white. They are gathered together to let the children understand. The poetic mood like 'the thread in the hands of a loving mother' jumps gracefully on the paper. This text teaches us to be grateful, to know kindness, and to appreciate The difficulty and greatness of motherhood.”

 Cheng Qianfan nodded. This article was an introductory article for lower grade students, and he had also studied it.

 “This person is a primary school Chinese teacher.” Fang Jinghua concluded.

"Look here." Cheng Qianfan picked up the other piece of wiping paper, reached for a small ball of cotton, gently wiped away the dirt on it, then picked up the wiping paper and baked it on the candle.

 Soon, a row of writing appeared.

 “Municipal Meilong National School.” Fang Jinghua also came over and read the handwriting.

"This must have been accidentally stamped with a square seal. The person who happened to be wiping his **** just covered the seal with a piece of cake, so Comrade 'Charterer' didn't notice it." Cheng Qianfan said.

“You don’t have to find the steps for me.” Fang Jinghua said with a smile, “If you didn’t notice this detail, you just didn’t notice it.”

Immediately, he looked at Cheng Qianfan and said happily, "As expected of Comrade Huo Miao, it has to be you."

“Municipal Meilong National School, it’s easier to check with this address.” Fang Jinghua nodded and said, “I will arrange for someone to investigate this matter, you don’t touch it.”

Cheng Qianfan nodded. He naturally knew that this was not because Comrade "Charter" was trying to take credit, but because for safety reasons, the enemy was coming for Fang Jinghua. He must not be involved in this matter, otherwise, wouldn't this place be without money? Three hundred taels.

“Comrade ‘Baozu’ came to Shanghai later. There is one detail you may not know.” Cheng Qianfan helped analyze and said, “We can focus on the Chinese teachers who were at Meilong National School before the fall of Shanghai as the main objects of investigation.”

“Why?” Fang Jinghua asked.

"After the fall of Shanghai in the 27th year of the Republic of China, many non-local schools moved into the Shanghai concession. Most of Shanghai's original municipal primary schools were automatically converted into private schools to resist the Japanese and puppet rule and persist in running schools to support the endgame." Cheng Qianfan said, He pointed to the butt-wiping paper, "At the same time, in order to prevent the Japanese from having an excuse to persecute them, many schools have destroyed their original seals."

“I understand.” Fang Jinghua nodded.

Cheng Qianfan smiled slightly, "The municipal Meilong National School has changed its name to 'Aesthetic Primary School'. The documents used by the new teachers will not have the seal of Meilong National School on them, but will only be 'Aesthetic Primary School'."

Fang Jinghua took the butt-wiping paper and looked at it carefully. Then he gave Comrade Huo Miao a thumbs up, "Comrade 'Big Cousin' specially told me before leaving Shanghai that I can completely trust you on the latent front." Professional ability, I was surprised by his evaluation at the time, but now I want to say, Comrade 'Big Cousin' was absolutely right."

"Comrade 'Charterer', you must be careful." Cheng Qianfan said with a serious expression, "No matter which party the other party belongs to, this kind of temptation is malicious."

"I will pay attention." Fang Jinghua also nodded solemnly, "During this period, you should not come to the clinic. In addition, you should inform Comrade Lu Dazhang that he should be sick."

 Cheng Qianfan nodded.

Lu Dazhang can come here. Not only does he not need to avoid it, but he should come as usual. In addition, when Fang Jinghua said that Lu Dazhang 'should be sick', it means literally. If Lu Dazhang wants to be sick, he must really I got sick!

“Why did you come to see me today?” Fang Jinghua asked.

“Look at this.” Cheng Qianfan took out a stack of carefully folded papers and handed it to Fang Jinghua.

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