Host No. 7749’s Law of Mission Failure

The last time Pei Jiu treated his wound was probably hers.

She discovered when she took off the bandage that this was her usual technique.

So he didn't treat the wound for four or five days?

Lu Jian twitched the corners of his lips and sneered. If he wasn't infected, who would be?

She poked the skin near the wound with tweezers, pressed hard, and squeezed out a piece of light yellow pus.

The pus needed to be treated in small amounts and many times. When most of it was squeezed out, she continued to disinfect the wound with cotton and tied it up again.

"Clean up once in the morning and clean up once in the evening." She wrote the prescription without raising her head, "Take the medicine twice a day."

She stood up holding on to the window sill. She had been half-kneeling before, and her legs were a little sore.

When she reached the door, the soldiers stopped her.

She slightly touched the weapons crossed in front of her with her fingers, and her tone didn't fluctuate much, as if she already knew, "What is this?"

Adjutant Xu smiled, "I hope the doctor can stay here for a while."

Lu Jian glanced back at him, "Then I also need to go back and get some medicine."

"No need, we have someone here who can do it for you."

Lu Jian was arranged into a wing room.

She saw the familiar lounge chair, shrugged, picked up the cattail leaf fan on the table and shook it, remembering what she had read in the newspaper.

Yesterday's news reported that the Pei family's young marshal was seriously injured and unconscious.

She tapped her fingertips on the table a few times and shook the cattail leaf fan. The breeze blew up a few strands of hair, and her beautiful eyes dozed lazily.

Pei Jiu's injury was fine, the newspaper just deliberately made a fuss out of it.

How could a newspaper have the guts to blatantly provoke the warlords?

It was just a deliberate attempt to spread the news and use it as bait.

He brought her back to the house with great fanfare, but did not allow her to leave, just to tell others that Pei Jiu was seriously ill.

It's for the royalists.

It's for the little emperor.

She yawned and looked at the sky outside. It was almost nine o'clock in the morning.

It's none of her business anyway.

Lu Jian lay on the rocking chair, closed his eyes and started to sleep.

Ning Qi was bored, so she squatted on the bedside and followed suit. Lu Jian didn't fall asleep quickly. He turned over and kicked off his shoes, curling up on the bed.

She slept until dark.

During this period, someone came over to deliver lunch, which was already cold on the table.

When he was woken up again, Lu Jian sat up from the bed, straightened his wrinkled cheongsam, and was taken to change Pei Jiu's dressing.

She put her hand on his forehead and touched it with the back of her hand. She could probably feel a temperature.

The high fever has come down, but the low fever persists.

She breathed a sigh of relief, sat at the table, glanced at Adjutant Xu who was standing by the door and looking at her with a smile, took the newspaper from him, and continued reading.

There is nothing to relieve boredom here. Apart from reading newspapers, listening to operas, and playing cards, the rest is quite boring.

Someone had already brought dinner, but Lu Jian wasn't hungry and didn't eat, and Pei Jiu had no appetite. The food was cold and hot on the table, and was finally taken away.

She raised her eyes and looked at Adjutant Xu, "You still won't let me go? Do you really want to spend the night here?"

Adjutant Xu said, "Doctor, don't be impatient."

She knocked on the table calmly, "It's my reputation that's being damaged, not yours, and there's nothing I need here."

Adjutant Xu lowered his head to think, then called two people over, "Go to the shop and buy some ready-made clothes for the doctor."

"..." She smiled, "I'll go with you."

Adjutant Xu agreed happily this time.

When Lu Jian went out, the newspaper seller Goudan saw her, ran over and handed her a newspaper.

"Sister, you haven't picked up today's newspaper yet!"

It was yesterday's newspaper that she had already read.

Goudan had already given her one in the morning.

The code for the two newspapers is...?

She covered her hand, hid the note in her sleeve, and gestured to Goudan.

Goudan understood and smiled at her.

Goudan held the remaining newspaper in his hand and jumped back home.

Then an hour later, he changed his clothes and climbed out of the window of the broken house.

At this time, the night was completely dark. He was wearing black clothes and walking close to the edge of the street.

After walking for about ten minutes, he arrived at a chess and card room.

Go in through the side door.

A charming woman in a floral cheongsam narrowed her eyes slightly, took a puff of cigarette, stopped him with a cigarette rod, and raised the corners of her lips, "This is not a place for children."

The boy looked up at her, then looked down again, "I'm Papi."

(newspaper, paper, pa, pe)

The charming woman's expression changed slightly, she raised her foot and stamped, then moved two steps to the right, "The person you are looking for today is not here."

The boy nodded and exited.

The woman closed the side door and glanced at him through the glass door.

The boy entered through the main entrance hall again, tried his best not to attract anyone's attention, and walked to the private room area.

He raised his hand and knocked three times on the door of the first room on the third floor of the private room. Then he heard a knock in the utility room next to him and immediately smiled.

The door to the utility room opened a crack, and he whispered, "I'm Papi."

The voice of the person inside was hoarse and old, "0444."

The smile on the boy's face faded a little, and he whispered, "0002."

This is the secret code agreed upon by the organization.

If there are outsiders in the chess and card room and it is not particularly safe, the lady boss at the side door will use the odd number, which means chop it.

If it's safe, the boss lady will stamp her feet twice.

If her steps change, odd-numbered steps mean that they cannot be joined, and even-numbered steps mean that they can be joined.

The landlady moved two steps, but told others that they were not here, which meant that there were other people here who could deliver the message.

It doesn't matter if you can't find the big boss, but it's still necessary to report Sister Lu's matter to the organization.

The boy's name is not Goudan, but his real name is Fengze. He was a wandering child who was rescued by Lu Xi, and has since joined his faction, which is the royalist faction.

He didn't care whether he was insured or not. In fact, all he needed was a stable life and enough food to satisfy his hunger.

He believes that as long as one party wins, this war without gunpowder will be "over".

The old man said 0444 is just their contact number for different people.

Everyone is different.

This requires the contact person to memorize the numbers of all members.

This old man is also a secretive and extremely important figure.

He is equivalent to the hub of communication for all party members. Without him, his vitality is likely to be severely damaged, so the organization focuses on protecting him.

His identity is the old cleaning man in the chess and card room. He is inconspicuous but convenient for collecting information.

If the chess and card room collapses, he can escape unscathed.

After all, the radicals are leaving openly now. They cannot defeat others and can only hide in a dark place for the time being.

He walked into the utility room. The old man lit a candle and lifted up a piece of floor. Fengze walked down with the faint light and saw several people who also lit candles.