Colonel Shang looked at Zhang Yiming with a serious face and applied bleeding-relieving ointment to Yan Lan's back.
The back, which was originally bleeding, stopped less than thirty seconds after applying ointment!
Colonel Shang widened his eyes, strode forward to Zhang Yiming, and asked carefully.
"Little brother, can I know what this is in your hand?"
Zhang Yiming said: "Hemostatic ointment!"
"What brand is it? Where did you buy it?"
Colonel Shang asked.
"I made it myself, no license plate." Zhang Yiming said.
Colonel Shang was stunned for a moment and asked:
“Is this ointment difficult to make?”
"Whether it is your business or not, please get out of here!"
Zhang Yiming, who was already upset, was even more impatient when asked about it.
"Shut up! Do you know who he is?"
The doctor shouted loudly.
Zhang Yiming sneered:
"Even if he is your father, what does it have to do with me? If you don't save people, I will save myself! A quack doctor!"
"you!"
"Doctor Hu, it's okay. It's true that I disturbed my little brother's treatment."
Colonel Shang took two steps back and gave up space for Zhang Yiming.
"Little brother, when you have saved someone, I want to talk to you, and now I will say goodbye first."
As he said that, he turned around and left.
When the doctor saw him leave, he was stunned. After looking at Zhong Da, he chased him out decisively.
"College Shang,College Shang! Wait for me!"
When the young nurse saw that her boss had left, she didn't seem to need her here, so she was quiet and left with a cold snorkeling.
Zhang Yiming bandaged Yan Lan and gave him Xiao Huandan again.
Holding Yan Lan's hand, the internal force was slowly transported into his body, helping Xiao Huandan to better exert the efficacy of the medicine.
After feeling Yan Lan's pulse became stronger, Zhang Yiming let go of his hand.
His forehead was covered in cold sweat, and he had no time to wipe it.
Yan Lan was still in a coma, but there was a few more blood on her pale face, so she was out of danger and was no longer a serious problem.
On the back, just apply ointment a few times to completely heal.
Fortunately, the bones were not damaged.
Zhang Yiming begged to Zhong Da:
"Please help Yan Lan change another place!"
Zhong Da nodded:
"I will arrange it, now you should leave."
His mission is to arrest Zhang Yiming and the other two, punish and investigate.
It took Zhang Yiming to meet Yan Lan for so long that he had met outsiders.
Zhong Da also withstood a lot of pressure.
Zhang Yiming handed the ointment to Zhong Da and instructed him.
"This is for Yan Lan, three times a day, and his injuries will be cured after using it."
"good!"
After the explanation, Zhang Yiming and the other two left.
Zhong Da took them into the confinement room and locked them up separately.
Trek into the back mountain, beating guards and supervisors.
The three of them are all guilty of being very serious.
This confinement room is a small dark room.
After turning off the light, I couldn't see my five fingers. After I even calmed down, there seemed to be some invisible sound wave surrounding the room.
In this environment for a long time, people are the easiest to break down.
As soon as Zhang Yiming came in, he sat cross-legged on the only single bed in the confinement room, and then began to practice and relax his mind.
Recap everything about tonight in my mind, and think about it, where did their plan go wrong?
Those who found them seemed to have known that they would appear long ago.
Those people did not come after hearing the sound, but were waiting for the rabbit!
There is only one situation that can explain this scenario.
It is these supervisors who know their plans so accurately that they can catch them at the location.
Who leaked the plan?
Sorrowful color, Shi Hao.
Impossible?
Zhang Yiming suspected Shi Hao.
But when he thought that Shi Hao had also gone to the back mountain, there was no reason to expose himself.
This question has been lingering in Zhang Yiming's heart.
I don't know how long it took.
"Bang!"
The door to the lockdown room was opened.
"Zhang Yiming! Come out!"
Two people shouted at the door.
Zhang Yiming got up and walked out.
It suddenly came out of a completely dark environment, making him unable to adapt to the sun.
It's dawn.
Zhang Yiming's hands were handcuffed in silver handcuffs, thinking he was going to interrogate himself.
But later I found that he seemed to have been taken to an office.
There are still documents and many drawings scattered on the desk.
These drawings are exactly the buildings being built outside.
The owner of this office seems to be of a low level.
"Click!"
The door was pushed open from outside.
One person walked in.
"It's me, we met last night, do you still remember it, little brother."
This is the Colonel Shang last night.
"Of course I remember, Mr. Colonel." Zhang Yiming said.
After meditating and practicing for several hours, Zhang Yiming's mood had calmed down a little and no longer had the impulse of last night.
He stood up and bowed to Colonel Shang and said:
"Thank you for stopping my actions last night."
He only played a team leader and a supervisor last night.
If you attack the doctor again, I don’t know what it would be today.
Colonel Shang waved his hand and smiled:
"It's okay, young people are always a little bit of energy."
"Colonel, is there anything wrong with me?" Zhang Yiming asked.
Colonel Shang restrained his smile and looked at him seriously and said:
"Actually, I want to ask you about the bleeding-resistance ointment you used last night. I want to know whether this ointment is difficult to make? What is needed? Can you tell me the method of making this!"
Zhang Yiming said: "This is my unique secret recipe, and it will not be published."
When Chief Shang heard this, he felt a little disappointed and sighed:
"I guessed it too, but I still want to ask clearly whether you can sell me this ointment, I want as much as you want!"
"I want to know, what exactly are you going to do like this?" Zhang Yiming was puzzled.
Colonel Shang looked stern. After a while of silence, he took out a box of cigarettes from the drawer, smoked one out and lit it, and smoked it carefully.
He didn't say until he was halfway through:
"Okay, then I will tell you directly. I want to send your hemorrhage ointment to the battlefield. Every battle, the most lacking medicine is medicine."
"The conditions are now good, and there is no shortage of medicine, but good medicine is lacking. Do you know? There are many soldiers who died after being injured because they were unable to stop bleeding and eventually lost too much blood!"
"I used to think there was nothing I could do unless the field doctors were added."
"But yesterday, I saw the ointment you used for your friend, and I immediately saw hope!"
"One minute, it only takes one minute to stop the bleeding! If this thing appears on the battlefield, do you know how many lives it will save?"
At the end of the conversation, Colonel Shang was so excited that he danced a little.
Zhang Yiming never thought about this.
Thank you for your hard work on the frontier.
There is no peace and quiet time, because someone is carrying the burden for you.
Zhang Yiming's heart jumped up quickly.
Colonel Shang stepped forward and held Zhang Yiming's hands, and said pleaded with all his heart:
"So, little brother, can you sell this plaster to us? I will buy it for as much as you pay!"
Zhang Yiming looked at him quietly and felt the plea in Colonel Shang's eyes.
After a while, he spoke out.
"I won't sell this bleeding-suppressing ointment!"