Chapter 367
After scanning around, Chu Lingfeng said to Hong Jinbao, "brother Hong, how do you live here?"
"This place is the nearest to the town. At least there's a shelter."
Hong Jinbao laughed and said, "it's colder after the snow stops. If it wasn't for Lingfeng's cotton padded clothes, I'm afraid I couldn't support it any more."
Because of the war, the heating in Orange Flower Town has been stopped for a long time. For places where the average temperature is above minus 20 degrees, winter also means death. So every summer and autumn, the old people in Orange Flower Town begin to prepare firewood for heating in winter.
But now the people in Orange Flower Town can't use the firewood any more, because except for those who left, all the others died in the hands of the Russian army, which made Hong Jinbao cheaper. He found a tricycle to pull a lot of firewood from the town, and almost turned the abandoned factory into a firewood reserve base.
"It's still warm here. Brother Hong, you changed the steel-making furnace into a heating furnace?" As soon as I entered the room, there was a heat wave. The small steel-making furnace in the middle was full of firewood and was burning vigorously.
All the ventilated places in the room were blocked up by Hong Jinbao and sealed with wooden boards. The whole room was nailed with wooden boards, which was like a big patch, but the heating effect was good.
"There's no way. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't make it this winter." Hong Jinbao gently coughed a few times, found a thermos in the corner, and was about to pour water for Chu Lingfeng.
"Brother Hong, don't be so busy. Let's talk about what happened?" Chu Lingfeng grabbed the thermos in Hong Jinbao's hand, frowned and said, "what's the matter with your gunshot wound? Didn't the bullet come out? Why do you still hurt the lobes“
As soon as Chu Lingfeng sweeps Hong Jinbao's body, he knows the location of his gunshot wound, and there are traces of surgery on the wound. It's obvious that there are no bullets in his body. However, Chu Lingfeng hears Hong Jinbao's cough, but his lungs are seriously injured.
"Before the bullet was taken out, he held the gun on his shoulder and fought with Lao maozi for two days, injuring his lung." Hong Jinbao gave a bitter smile and told the story after Chu Lingfeng left.
In fact, after the operation, he only needs to rest for a month or two. This injury will not affect his health.
However, after seeing off karachev and others, Hong Jinbao immediately rushed back to orange flower Town. The road was bumpy and tossed back and forth, and the originally bad injury aggravated. Especially after the weather became cold, Hong Jinbao coughed up some blood almost every day.
"Ling Feng, brother Hong, I'm sorry for you. Five people died." Hong Jinbao bowed his head. With his character, he failed to let everyone leave safely, which means the mission failed.
"Brother Hong, it's not your fault. It's not easy to send them out."
Chu Lingfeng patted Hong Jinbao on the shoulder, showing a trace of anger on his face, and said: "I didn't go to their trouble, but they came to their door."
Chu Lingfeng, if we pass Kur town again, we won't see them“
Hong Jinbao gave a wry smile and said: "the Russian side has suffered a heavy loss this time. The officer of the special forces who chased us committed suicide, and the Siberian training camp was taken over by the Russian military. Old Ivan fled to the United States a long time ago."
Of course, it is impossible for Hong Jinbao himself to get the news, but he has never broken the contact with Yuan lang. he did not know that the deputy of the card department got a lot of inside information and informed Hong Jinbao intermittently.
"Remember that this account will be settled with them one day." In fact, Chu Lingfeng wants to see old Ivan for another reason, that is, he wants to see how old brother can carry his blood counter current technique?
Because according to Chu Lingfeng's knowledge, this method is extremely insidious. No matter how strong a tough man is, he will find a way to end the pain.
And old Ivan, after nearly a month, could go to Meidi alive, which made Chu Lingfeng doubt whether he had made any mistakes in his technique, and he could not break their meridians at all.
As soon as Hong Jinbao finished, he coughed and took away his palm, which was bright red.
Chu Ling Feng waved his hand. He didn't joke with Hong Jinbao any more. He said, "brother Hong, don't talk. It's hard to cure the lung meridian injury." In ancient times, there was another name for pulmonary disease, which was tuberculosis. It was also called tuberculosis as the name of modern people. It can be said that in ancient times, without anti-inflammatory drugs, when people got tuberculosis, they basically had no life or death. Even if they could be cured, they coughed all their lives“ Ling Feng, it's OK. I picked up my life. If it can't be cured, it can't be cured“ Hong Jinbao shook his head indifferently.
In fact, Hong Jinbao's cough was lighter a few days ago. However, during this period, the temperature dropped sharply. In addition, Hong Jinbao had to go to orange flower town every day to wait for Chu Lingfeng. The extremely cold weather was also very bad for his illness. Therefore, his illness seemed to be so serious.
Chu Lingfeng also knew what Hong Jinbao thought and said with a smile: "brother Hong, don't say, your luck is good. When I was on the mountain, I just found a Tingli with a certain age. It's just right to match your disease."
"Traditional Chinese medicine? Is this OK“
Hong Jinbao looks at Chu Lingfeng suspiciously. He used to be in very good health. He never had a cold in his life. Except for being injured several times on the battlefield and living in the hospital for a few days, he seldom goes to the hospital at ordinary times. Let alone traditional Chinese medicine, he doesn't even believe in western medicine.
"If you don't believe it, go on coughing." Chu Ling Feng didn't have a good spirit to reply. To tell you the truth, if it wasn't for Hong Jinbao's lung meridian injury, Chu Ling Feng was a little reluctant to take out the herbal medicine.
"Ah, don't mention it, Ling Feng. Who are we brothers with? Where can I not believe you? Can I not believe you?" Hong Jinbao knew that what he saw Chu Lingfeng's ability might be just the tip of the iceberg of his real ability. He could not say that he could really cure his illness.
"Just believe it."
Chu Lingfeng shook his head and said to Hong Jinbao, "brother Hong, do you know if there are pots for boiling medicine in Orange Flower Town? Iron can't do it. That thing will lose its medicinal properties. It's better to use pottery. If it doesn't work, find a porcelain“
"This place is the nearest to the town. At least there's a shelter."
Hong Jinbao laughed and said, "it's colder after the snow stops. If it wasn't for Lingfeng's cotton padded clothes, I'm afraid I couldn't support it any more."
Because of the war, the heating in Orange Flower Town has been stopped for a long time. For places where the average temperature is above minus 20 degrees, winter also means death. So every summer and autumn, the old people in Orange Flower Town begin to prepare firewood for heating in winter.
But now the people in Orange Flower Town can't use the firewood any more, because except for those who left, all the others died in the hands of the Russian army, which made Hong Jinbao cheaper. He found a tricycle to pull a lot of firewood from the town, and almost turned the abandoned factory into a firewood reserve base.
"It's still warm here. Brother Hong, you changed the steel-making furnace into a heating furnace?" As soon as I entered the room, there was a heat wave. The small steel-making furnace in the middle was full of firewood and was burning vigorously.
All the ventilated places in the room were blocked up by Hong Jinbao and sealed with wooden boards. The whole room was nailed with wooden boards, which was like a big patch, but the heating effect was good.
"There's no way. Otherwise, I'm afraid I can't make it this winter." Hong Jinbao gently coughed a few times, found a thermos in the corner, and was about to pour water for Chu Lingfeng.
"Brother Hong, don't be so busy. Let's talk about what happened?" Chu Lingfeng grabbed the thermos in Hong Jinbao's hand, frowned and said, "what's the matter with your gunshot wound? Didn't the bullet come out? Why do you still hurt the lobes“
As soon as Chu Lingfeng sweeps Hong Jinbao's body, he knows the location of his gunshot wound, and there are traces of surgery on the wound. It's obvious that there are no bullets in his body. However, Chu Lingfeng hears Hong Jinbao's cough, but his lungs are seriously injured.
"Before the bullet was taken out, he held the gun on his shoulder and fought with Lao maozi for two days, injuring his lung." Hong Jinbao gave a bitter smile and told the story after Chu Lingfeng left.
In fact, after the operation, he only needs to rest for a month or two. This injury will not affect his health.
However, after seeing off karachev and others, Hong Jinbao immediately rushed back to orange flower Town. The road was bumpy and tossed back and forth, and the originally bad injury aggravated. Especially after the weather became cold, Hong Jinbao coughed up some blood almost every day.
"Ling Feng, brother Hong, I'm sorry for you. Five people died." Hong Jinbao bowed his head. With his character, he failed to let everyone leave safely, which means the mission failed.
"Brother Hong, it's not your fault. It's not easy to send them out."
Chu Lingfeng patted Hong Jinbao on the shoulder, showing a trace of anger on his face, and said: "I didn't go to their trouble, but they came to their door."
Chu Lingfeng, if we pass Kur town again, we won't see them“
Hong Jinbao gave a wry smile and said: "the Russian side has suffered a heavy loss this time. The officer of the special forces who chased us committed suicide, and the Siberian training camp was taken over by the Russian military. Old Ivan fled to the United States a long time ago."
Of course, it is impossible for Hong Jinbao himself to get the news, but he has never broken the contact with Yuan lang. he did not know that the deputy of the card department got a lot of inside information and informed Hong Jinbao intermittently.
"Remember that this account will be settled with them one day." In fact, Chu Lingfeng wants to see old Ivan for another reason, that is, he wants to see how old brother can carry his blood counter current technique?
Because according to Chu Lingfeng's knowledge, this method is extremely insidious. No matter how strong a tough man is, he will find a way to end the pain.
And old Ivan, after nearly a month, could go to Meidi alive, which made Chu Lingfeng doubt whether he had made any mistakes in his technique, and he could not break their meridians at all.
As soon as Hong Jinbao finished, he coughed and took away his palm, which was bright red.
Chu Ling Feng waved his hand. He didn't joke with Hong Jinbao any more. He said, "brother Hong, don't talk. It's hard to cure the lung meridian injury." In ancient times, there was another name for pulmonary disease, which was tuberculosis. It was also called tuberculosis as the name of modern people. It can be said that in ancient times, without anti-inflammatory drugs, when people got tuberculosis, they basically had no life or death. Even if they could be cured, they coughed all their lives“ Ling Feng, it's OK. I picked up my life. If it can't be cured, it can't be cured“ Hong Jinbao shook his head indifferently.
In fact, Hong Jinbao's cough was lighter a few days ago. However, during this period, the temperature dropped sharply. In addition, Hong Jinbao had to go to orange flower town every day to wait for Chu Lingfeng. The extremely cold weather was also very bad for his illness. Therefore, his illness seemed to be so serious.
Chu Lingfeng also knew what Hong Jinbao thought and said with a smile: "brother Hong, don't say, your luck is good. When I was on the mountain, I just found a Tingli with a certain age. It's just right to match your disease."
"Traditional Chinese medicine? Is this OK“
Hong Jinbao looks at Chu Lingfeng suspiciously. He used to be in very good health. He never had a cold in his life. Except for being injured several times on the battlefield and living in the hospital for a few days, he seldom goes to the hospital at ordinary times. Let alone traditional Chinese medicine, he doesn't even believe in western medicine.
"If you don't believe it, go on coughing." Chu Ling Feng didn't have a good spirit to reply. To tell you the truth, if it wasn't for Hong Jinbao's lung meridian injury, Chu Ling Feng was a little reluctant to take out the herbal medicine.
"Ah, don't mention it, Ling Feng. Who are we brothers with? Where can I not believe you? Can I not believe you?" Hong Jinbao knew that what he saw Chu Lingfeng's ability might be just the tip of the iceberg of his real ability. He could not say that he could really cure his illness.
"Just believe it."
Chu Lingfeng shook his head and said to Hong Jinbao, "brother Hong, do you know if there are pots for boiling medicine in Orange Flower Town? Iron can't do it. That thing will lose its medicinal properties. It's better to use pottery. If it doesn't work, find a porcelain“
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