I traveled through time without patched pants, I was the richest man in the Republic of China

Yukiko Matsui didn't know for a moment whether this man was acting or was truly sad.

Almost everyone knew that Xu Manhua liked Wu Ziyang. The scene at Wu Ziyang's wedding had made the entire foreign community look at her with awe.

The uproar took a long time to die down. As her fiancé, Lu Pinsheng was ridiculed for a long time.

Fortunately, he is a man and has a thick skin.

"I originally thought Miss Xu was an arrogant and cold beauty, but my interactions over the past few days have changed my opinion."

Lu Pingsheng said nonchalantly: "You two are very similar, you should become friends."

Matsui Yukiko showed a mocking smile and said coldly:

"Lu Sang, I don't want to beat around the bush with you. Miss Xu has decided to pledge allegiance to our empire because of her father. There are some things I want you to say in person. Perhaps you will be treated leniently because of your contributions to the empire."

Lu Pingsheng still had a smile on his face and quickly analyzed what Matsui Yukiko said in his mind.

Father Xu worked for the French in the French Concession, managing economic affairs. What mistakes could he make?

money!

Xu Manhua's father did not hold a high position in the French Concession Municipal Council, but the French officials above him only cared about enjoying themselves and left the work to him.

He is insignificant to his superiors, but respected by everyone below him, who have to call him Master Xu.

This is also the reason why Xu Manhua remained silent after causing a death at Wu Ziyang's wedding.

Wang Sanqiang almost swallowed his speech with his teeth.

"I came back in a hurry and haven't returned home yet. I haven't heard about Uncle Xu's problem?"

Lu Pingsheng tilted his head and looked at Yukiko Matsui in a slightly lascivious manner.

He knew that the man spoke half truths.

The Japanese must have caught some evidence against Xu's father, and Xu Manhua might be in their hands, but the fact that Matsui Yukiko keeps testing her means that Xu Manhua has not yet given her up.

Thinking of this, Lu Pingsheng's eyes darkened, and he was afraid that he could not keep Xu Manhua.

No matter whose idea it was in Jinling, Xu Manhua knew his identity, which was a time bomb.

Lu Pingsheng chuckled. He was indeed becoming more and more like a qualified agent.

When he decided to kill someone to silence him, he did not hesitate at all, even though that person was a patriotic young man and his nominal fiancée.

But nothing can happen to him, not because he is afraid of death, but because he has a long way to go. The supplies from Hong Kong Island have not yet been shipped back to the Northwest, and the escalation of the war next year is not enough. All this can only be accomplished if he stays alive as an antique dealer and a pro-Japanese element.

"Xuezi, I have an advice for you." Lu Pingsheng sat up straight and moved closer to the girl.

Yukiko Matsui did not avoid it. The smell of cigarettes and alcohol on this man did not disgust her. Instead, it made her feel a little excited.

"Please speak!" The girl's cheeks blushed slightly.

Lu Pingsheng smiled brightly, "You sound doubtful of my loyalty to the empire. Why don't you ask your uncle to call the Aso family back home?"

Yukiko Matsui's pupils suddenly shrank.

Aso family?

No wonder this guy is so arrogant. It turns out that his backer is not the navy stationed in Shanghai, but the notorious Aso family in the local area.

Yes, infamous.

A human trafficker who made his fortune by trafficking local women is still hard to like even if he has changed his appearance and started doing coal business.

Yukiko Matsui, a woman with independent thoughts and extreme ambitions, dislikes him even more.

"Lu Sang, I will." After a long time, she spoke slowly.

Seeing that Lu Pingsheng looked willing to do what he wanted, she added:

"But I will still investigate some things. As long as I have evidence, I will not let any anti-Japanese elements go."

Lu Pingsheng smiled and didn't respond.

"Honey, you haven't been good today." Feng Zhenzhen turned around and sat down next to Lu Pingsheng.

When Lu Pingsheng looked at her, his eyes were gentle and full of affection.

This made Yukiko Matsui a little unhappy, but she quickly suppressed it.

Matsui Yukiko doesn't need love, so when she met Feng Zhenzhen's provocative gaze, she raised her glass to her, drank it all, and left without any hesitation.

After everyone left, Feng Zhenzhen laughed at Lu Pingsheng, "It seems that Lu Sang's charm is just average. You are very attentive to her, but she doesn't even bother to fight for you."

Lu Pingsheng lowered his eyes to think about something, and after a while he said to Feng Zhenzhen: "Is your little apprentice reliable?"

Feng Zhenzhen immediately raised her eyebrows, "She doesn't care about anything other than digging graves and being filial to me as her master."

Lu Pingsheng's mouth twitched. "Her hobby is really unique. Why does she dig graves?"

Feng Zhenzhen thought for a moment, "It seems that he is looking for a tomb. It is said that there are Taoist secrets in the tomb."

Lu Pingsheng thought of Feng Zhenzhen's various methods. If he called them spells, they seemed too crude. If he called them magic, he couldn't find any flaws.

Therefore, he positioned Feng Zhenzhen as a half-baked Taoist priest who had gained some knowledge of Taoism in the Dharma Ending Age.

Just like Monk Zhishang, in certain things, supernatural powers can be used through certain means.

Lu Pingsheng is very open-minded. There is him and A Miao in this world, so why can't there be others?

Perhaps the glimmer of hope for all his plans lies in these subtle details.

"Can that little brat take care of patients?" Feng Zhenzhen whispered.

When Lu Pingsheng and Wei Miao got to know each other, Wei Ada was already awake and knew everything from what his neighbors said.

"Don't worry, there's no one better than her."

When Wei Miao woke up, the first thing he did was to feel the body temperature of the person on the small bed.

"I've been given penicillin but my fever still persists? Is it because I'm not sensitive to the drug?"

Wei Miao's brain was working rapidly, and the knowledge stored in his sea of ​​consciousness was flying around in his mind like garbled symbols.

Soon she pieced the little details together in her mind.

For example, when she was researching penicillin, Lu Pingsheng told her about an antipyretic drug - ibuprofen.

Once when Wei A had a fever and suffered from back pain, Lu Pingsheng mentioned this medicine again.

Recently in Hong Kong Island, when she was researching various perfumes, she asked Lu Pingsheng to help her purchase a chemical reagent called isobutylene.

This agent has a sweet cherry-like smell and is used as a base note in some perfumes.

Because it was expensive and rare, Lu Pingsheng took a long time to give her two small bottles, which added up to less than 50 milliliters. One of the bottles was used up by her, and the only one was in her schoolbag.

When Lupin gave him isobutylene, he muttered that this stuff seemed to be the main ingredient of ibuprofen.

Wei Miao asked him what ibuprofen was?

Lu Pingsheng said that it was a life-saving medicine, and Wei Miao immediately became interested.

Help!

What does being able to save lives represent? It represents merit and gold.

So she began to study the existing Western medicines for antipyretics and analgesia on the market.

Unfortunately, due to limited time and resources, this matter was shelved.

Anyway, I have nothing to do now, so I can give it a try with my imagination and the half-baked information from Brother Lu.

Wei Miao's mind was racing, but his hands were reapplying medicine to the muzzle of the gun on the man's chest.

The substance on it was sulfa powder, and after sprinkling it on, they added sulfa pills to the dose and fed it to the man.

It's a pity that his mouth was tightly closed and he was still resisting even when he was unconscious. It must be said that he had a strong will.

Wei Miao's eyes turned, a cunning look flashed across his face, and he said in a crisp tone:

"Sacrifice the individual, work hard for the revolution, fight class struggle, obey the organization, keep secrets strictly, and never betray the party."

As she recited these words one by one, the person on the bed seemed to struggle.

"Comrade, don't get up yet. Listen to the Party and take the medicine!"

The person on the hospital bed really opened his mouth and swallowed the medicine with the help of cold water.

Wei Miao observed him carefully for a moment and saw that he had fallen asleep, so he prepared to go out to find Dr. Ding to buy some aspirin.

This man's injuries are more serious than Wei Ada's at the beginning, and he is not sensitive to penicillin, so we can only look for other antipyretic drugs first.

If it continues to burn like this, even if it is saved, it will probably just drool.

Wei Miao turned his head and said to Ali who was snoring on the box:

"Please keep an eye on him for me. I'll go hunting for you."

"Meow~"

Wei Miao returned to his home along the same route and suddenly felt damp and cold outside.

I wrapped my scarf around myself, took a deep breath, and prepared to go see Dr. Ding and visit Aunt Xu at the same time.