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3. The Wounded in the Warehouse on New Year's Day

The pier arrives soon.

Yang Dayong stopped the car, and Jiang Lai headed to the warehouse where he was sailing.

In the past few months, my own boat business has developed very well. Although it is not as good as the Qingbang, it has many more customers than at the beginning, especially some foreign customers.

Whenever there are supplies coming from overseas, he will put them in his own warehouse first and come to inspect them when he has time.

Just like this time.

At the end of July, it was very hot.

Before the sun had fallen, most of the boatmen on the dock were shirtless, sweating, carrying things, and using the most basic skills to exchange for hope for life.

The noise is noisy, all of which is noisy.

Whenever he came to the dock, Jiang Lai would cut off his condition in the hospital, and he would truly realize that this was not the era he used to be.

In the hospital, although many people who may be able to afford medical treatment are still well-off families, which is very different from those at the bottom who are struggling to live.

"Young Master is here?" Boss Yao was delighted when he saw Jiang Lai. Although he had known that Jiang Lai was coming for a long time, "It's hot, I'll give you a cold sour plum soup."

As he said that, he brought a bowl of sour plum soup and handed it to Jiang Lai.

Jiang Lai refused but then accepted it. Under the gaze of Boss Yao, Duangduang drank all the bowl. There was no way... The other party was too enthusiastic, and he was really embarrassed to refuse.

"Uncle Yao, I really don't need to prepare next time. I'm no longer a child." After drinking, Jiang Lai smiled helplessly, put the bowl aside, and sat down on a small stool, "Really."

"Okay, I understand." Boss Yao responded.

He remembered that when he was a child, his young master liked to drink the most in summer was iced sour plum soup. When he saw the young master who came back from studying abroad in the hospital, it would be difficult to connect the young master who was wearing a white coat and the young master who was a child. Fortunately, his young master remembered it.

...

In recent months, Jiang Jikai went north. Of course, Jiang Lai took over the family's business, but he did not quit his job in the hospital, which made Uncle Yao feel that he was very hard. Every time he came to the dock, he had to prepare such a bowl for himself.

Jiang Lai smiled helplessly, "It's so hot, Uncle Yao, you work hard, don't be tired."

"Don't worry, young master, our family is not engaged in capital exploitation." Boss Yao smiled, "I have already packed all the things for the young master. Let's go and see them?"

Jiang Lai nodded, "Yes."

As they said that, the two of them stood up and headed towards the warehouse. As for Yang Dayong, they stood at the door and did not go in.

He agreed with Boss Yao's words. He couldn't find a job because he offended the Qing Gang, and then he could only work in the Jiang family's boat shop. Manager Yao has never blamed the boat workers, and it also allowed him to spend the most difficult time.

After thinking about this, Yang Dayong felt that the Jiang family... was really his noble person.

"By the way, Dayong, when you go to work tomorrow, let the security guards help you move things and move these medicines to the warehouse." Jiang Lai immediately reminded him.

"I understand, Dr. Jiang." Yang Dayong agreed naturally.

Boss Yao smiled and then opened a wooden box, "This is the white powder medicine in this glass bottle. Foreigners said it was penicillin. I counted it and there were 9,800 pieces, and it was not damaged."

Jiang Lai picked up an annex bottle, looked at it, then nodded, "Thank you for your hard work, Uncle Yao."

"It's not hard, is our boat trip still making money, right?" Boss Yao smiled. The medicine was collected from him, but at that time he had to be responsible for sending it to his colleagues, and the hospital paid for it.

"4,800 branches are transported to Santa Maria." Jiang Lai spoke. After all, he had two days a week to see a doctor in Santa Maria, and he had to prepare some medicine.

But in terms of use, he will discuss with Dean Sofia again.

He believed that the other party would not refuse the medicine.

"Okay." Boss Yao responded.

Jiang Lai looked at the sulfonamide again, "How many boxes of sulfonamide?"

"Twenty thousand boxes in total."

Jiang Lai nodded, there is no need to worry about the amount of anti-inflammatory drugs.

Then, he saw the Chinese patent medicine preparations planned to be transported out on the other end of the warehouse, "When will those medicines be loaded on ship?"

"Tomorrow, the foreigners' ship will arrive tomorrow."

Jiang Zie nodded and said he knew. Speaking of which, the market for Chinese patent medicines is slowly opening up, and the transaction volume with the Japanese and Americans is also getting bigger every time, which is a good trend.

At that time, he will also look for Mr. Louis to see if he is interested. Europe should have a market.

Just as he was about to leave the warehouse, he heard a very slight sound from the corner of the warehouse. Jiang Lai paused and turned his head to look at the dark place in the warehouse, "Who is there? Come out!"

Boss Yao was surprised. There was someone in the warehouse? Can't it? He took the keys to the warehouse and never left him. Because Jiang Lai attaches great importance to these medicines, he also attaches great importance to them.

At this time, Yang Dayong also entered the warehouse. As a bodyguard, when there was danger, he naturally had to stand in front of Jiang Lai. Therefore, he naturally went to the deepest part of the warehouse, and at the same time, he also held the gun at his waist.

He knew very well that Jiang Lai attached great importance to this batch of drugs, and he knew that Boss Yao was cautious in doing things and according to reason, it shouldn't be anyone.

Seeing this, Jiang Lai also walked in. He seemed to hear a very serious gasp.

Yang Dayong soon discovered the injured boy hiding behind the medicine box.

It seemed... he was shot on his shoulder and back, all of which was blood. Although he felt a little relaxed, he did not put down the gun in his hand. This person... didn't know whether it was an enemy or a friend.

Jiang Lai frowned, "Who are you? What are you doing here?"

Boss Yao was even more shocked. An injured man hid in the warehouse of his own boat trip? How could it be!

The man covered his wound with one hand and spoke while pressing his voice, "I didn't expect Dr. Jiang to be so sensitive to the voice."

"How did you come in!" Boss Yao also asked very directly.

"Your lock can't stop me." The boy chuckled, his tone full of confidence, "This time I borrow a precious land to take a break, and if I have the chance in the future, I will definitely repay my kindness."

Jiang Lai was speechless. In this era, some people want to devote themselves to serving the country, while others still stick to the world.

This man looked dark on his face, but his eyes were very bright. The wound on his shoulder seemed like a gunshot wound. However, from the sound of his speech, he could tell that he was not old and the duck voice during the voice change period was quite obvious.

"You heard that there are a lot of medicine in the Jiang family's ship warehouse. I want to steal some medicine to treat the injury?" Boss Yao expressed doubts about the man's appearance.

The man was just silent.

Jiang Lai was helpless, "Uncle Yao, I'll ask."

"good."

"You have injuries and gunshot wounds, but you haven't treated them and the blood is still flowing, which means you haven't been injured for a long time." Jiang Lai squatted down and looked at the man, "But we didn't find any blood when we came in from the front door of the warehouse, so you stole the back door lock."
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