Before it got dark, two large gas lamps were hung in the compound of the coal chemical plant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lifting the table, moving the chairs, lighting the bonfire, the young people of the Southwest Condolence Group were busy cleaning the compound, the tables and chairs were neatly arranged, and the cut melons were placed on the table, as well as melon seeds, peanuts, dates, tea, laughter, and the fiery sound became one.

The condolence group, naturally, there are some programs, but they can't compare to professional literary and artistic groups. So, tonight is a joint performance of the two groups, and the base art troupe is the protagonist.

It was very lively outside, but it was quiet in the laboratory, and Yang Tianfeng recorded the information in his brain on paper little by little.

Since the establishment of the laboratory, from only simple reagents, the number of personnel has increased to more than 20 people, and there are many varieties of reagents that can be purchased with homemade, and there are more and more experimental studies that can be done.

Of course, this is inseparable from Yang Tianfeng's vigorous guidance, and there are many paths for scientific development, some of which are direct and quick, and some of which take many years to succeed. And Yang Tianfeng undoubtedly knows how to take shortcuts to success.

Isonizid, chloroquine, although there are no modern analytical and research instruments, Yang Tianfeng has listed the molecular formula and written the synthesis method. military, people's livelihood, and medicine to make money. In short, if conditions permit, Yang Tianfeng wants to make these drugs, which is beneficial and harmless.

With a focused look and a thoughtful look, Zhao Yurou looked at Yang Tianfeng while looking at the finished information, and felt that he was the cutest and most reassuring at this time.

The impression is changing imperceptibly, and the good feeling is generated unconsciously, Zhao Yurou is not averse to being with Yang Tianfeng now, and even feels very good. But I'm afraid that even Zhao Yurou didn't feel it, or deliberately didn't want to admit it.

"It is true that there is zeolite in Henan Mountain and Xiaohe, so there should be no problem in making zeolite hemostatic dressings, right?" Yang Tianfeng stopped writing, and his thoughts turned to the army again, and he was a little off track.

"I heard that the effect of Yunnan Baiyao is very good!" Zhao Yurou suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, feeling relieved that she could interject.

The miraculous effect of Yunnan Baiyao in saving lives and helping the wounded was particularly prominent during the War of Resistance Against Japanese Aggression. On September 5, 1937, more than 40,000 officers and men of the 60th Army of the National Revolutionary Army went to the anti-Japanese front. On this day, thousands of people in Kunming were empty, and people took to the streets to bid farewell to the army of Yunnan No. 1 Province to fight against the Japanese invaders. Qu Huanzhang also led all the guys in the pharmacy to the street early in the morning. When the troops passed, a bottle of Quhuanzhang Wanying Baibaodan was stuffed into everyone's hands.

In early April 1938, in the famous Battle of Taierzhuang, the officers and men of the 60th Army were wounded. So much so that the Japanese newspaper exclaimed: "Since nine? Since the war with the Chinese army in 18, it has encountered a fierce charge from the Yunnan army, which is really rare. ”

In the era of war, when there were more injuries than diseases, Qu Huanzhang, a miracle doctor of bone injuries in Yunnan, and his white medicine were more and more miraculous by people. When the soldiers went out to fight and the people walked on their feet, they all took being able to carry a small bottle of white medicine with them as the greatest comfort, which was more precious than dry food.

Oh, Yang Tianfeng was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look at Zhao Yurou, and only after a while did he smile bitterly and said, "The road is far away, and the output of white medicine is limited, so it is difficult to meet the needs!" ”

"You, it's time to say I don't understand anything." Zhao Yurou smiled to herself, laughing at herself but not angry, she was silent for so long, she wanted to talk to Yang Tianfeng for a while.

"If you have a specialization in the art industry, you won't be a god if you know everything." Yang Tianfeng stretched his arm vigorously, shook his sore neck, and said with a smile: "Okay, I'll try not to say that about you in the future." You forgot what I said before! ”

"Drink some water, that's all for today!" Zhao Yurou poured tea for Yang Tianfeng, and grabbed a handful of walnuts, "Wait for me to find a hammer and eat to replenish my brain." ”

"What's that trouble." Yang Tianfeng smiled slightly, grabbed the walnut, and pinched it hard, "Here you go, eat it!" ”

"Hehe, you must know that if you can do this, Jiaqi and I don't have to work so hard, and we almost smashed our hands." Zhao Yurou said with a smile.

"Don't smash hard, knock along the seams, you can eat." Yang Tianfeng kept his hands and chewed in his mouth.

Oh, Zhao Yurou responded, hesitated and whispered: "There is another thing, there is a party to be held in a while." ”

"The party is to get closer to those new students and young people, to relieve their emotions of leaving home, and to relax the hard-working workers of the coal chemical plant." Yang Tianfeng asked strangely, "Is there anything inappropriate?" ”

"It's not inappropriate." Zhao Yurou said to Ai Ai: "The art troupe, the condolence group, all have programs. As for the coal chemical plant, there are fewer people, and there are even fewer people who can perform. The director of the factory has to ask me to come up with one, and it must be in line with the current situation of the Anti-Japanese War. So, so, I asked the art troupe to make a short play, role, I want to invite you to make a cameo. ”

"Acting?" Yang Tianfeng scratched his head and said with some embarrassment: "You can briefly talk about it first, what am I playing, what are you playing?" ”

"I play a witty and brave female soldier who goes to the town occupied by the devils to reconnoiter the enemy. When I went out of town, I was targeted by a ghost soldier, this guy saw that, so he secretly followed out of the town, and finally I was defeated by my wisdom and bravery, confiscated his gun, and escorted back to the army, you, you will play that Japanese devil. Zhao Yurou peeked at Yang Tianfeng's face and briefly told the plot.

"Are you mistaken, have you ever seen a tall, mighty, handsome and dashing Japanese devil like me?" Yang Tianfeng smiled and said: "I still have the intention to chase you with the words 'flower girl, flower girl', but I actually missed." ”

"Isn't this acting!" Zhao Yurou lowered her eyes and said pitifully: "Then you can't act, are you afraid of damaging your glorious image?" ”

"I don't have any glorious image." Yang Tianfeng looked at Zhao Yurou's resentful appearance, and when the soft voice came, he couldn't help but soften his heart and his head was hot, "Acting, isn't it just playing a devil to catch you, it's too easy." ”

"It's not really caught, it's that I want to catch it but I don't catch it." Zhao Yurou raised her head, her face was clouded, and she explained with a smile: "If you really want to catch it, where can I escape?" ”

"Well, you're self-aware. Then you see, do I take small steps, or use slow motion to match you. Yang Tianfeng smiled proudly.

"What's slow motion like?" Zhao Yurou asked puzzled.

"Haven't you seen the movie?" Yang Tianfeng stood up, "Look at it, this is slow motion." As he spoke, he slowly ran in place, his hands slowly scratching posture, and he whispered in his mouth: "Flower girl, don't run, Zhao Yurou, see where you run." (To be continued.) )