Chapter 1285
Arms Transport, Planning in Africa, Publication of Papers, and the Great Medical Scient
The days flowed by like a stream, gently and steadily, passing through September.
Li Aiguo has been particularly busy lately, overseeing the construction of the wind tunnel while also traveling to the pharmaceutical institute with Wang Cheng to study the mass production process of ibuprofen.
Chen Xi has now become a full member of the laboratory, responsible for managing the laboratory and writing the paper "Li Aiguo's First Aid Method".
Although the steps of first aid are simple, writing a paper on it is not something that can be done overnight.
The winds of change have quietly shifted within the courtyard house.
Ever since Yi Zhonghai started using crutches, he's been much more well-behaved.
He leaves early and returns late every day, even voluntarily working overtime, appearing every inch the reformed activist.
Liu Haizhong seized the opportunity and gradually replaced Yi Zhonghai, becoming the de facto manager of the compound.
Perfect, Li Aiguo was happy to have some peace and quiet.
In October, Beijing is blessed with clear skies and crisp autumn air.
Nothing earth-shattering happened, but the subtle changes revealed profound transformations.
With the promotion of high-yield corn seeds, the completion of water conservancy facilities in various regions, and the large-scale purchase of grain from overseas, the people's livelihood has become visibly more abundant.
On the streets, the pale-faced vagrants were gone, replaced by the gradual return of color to people's faces and the hope in their eyes.
This change did not happen overnight, but rather, like spring rain nourishing the land, it quietly and imperceptibly moistened this once parched land.
however.
As November arrived, a pebble broke the calm surface of the water.
Xiao Mei's family suddenly made a move, dealing with the Grand Commander of the Monkey family in the south, and then installing a new puppet.
This move only intensified the conflict, and it's said that even large warships were dispatched.
The Russians in the north have been keeping a close eye on the situation, watching as India's situation becomes hopeless.
The Northern Monkeys were about to collapse, so they simply turned their attention back to Southeast Asia.
37mm anti-aircraft guns, 12.7mm anti-aircraft machine guns, BM-13 "Katyusha" rocket launchers... were being transported to the Northern Monkey's home as if they were free.
"I think this older brother is determined to drag Xiaomei's family into the mire."
Inside the weather station.
After hearing the latest intelligence from the Northern Monkey, the old cat said...
The farmer said, "But this is good, it can relieve the pressure on us in South Asia."
I've heard that things are progressing well in South Asia, and a substantial breakthrough is expected soon.
Upon hearing this, Li Aiguo understood that they were trying to seize territory.
However, it's best not to speculate on such matters before they are officially announced, even if you guess them.
He chatted for a few minutes, then went home first.
Tomorrow morning, the first batch of weapons destined for Xiao Yi's family will be loaded onto a ship and set sail.
As a major arms dealer, Li Aiguo naturally had to go and see him off.
back home.
It was already eight o'clock in the evening, and Miss Chen had long since washed up and was lying in bed.
Li Aiguo crawled inside, touched her, and discovered that the young woman, Xiao Chen, was wearing a bellyband today.
"Brother Aiguo..." Miss Chen's voice was tinged with shyness and anticipation.
cough cough.
The next morning, just as dawn was breaking, Li Aiguo got out of bed feeling refreshed.
I arrived at the Qianmen Locomotive Depot on a mountain bike.
Zhou Ke is in charge of guard duties, and the area is now sealed off.
Yan Jiecheng and his group were about to go in when they were stopped.
"From this moment until the end of the cordon, no one is allowed to enter!"
The workers looked at each other, wondering what major incident had occurred that had led to the closure of the station.
Just as Yan Jiecheng was about to muster up the courage to ask, he saw Li Aiguo riding his motorcycle and swaggering into the restricted area.
"Could this be related to the patriotic brothers' visit to the Military Industry Commission a few days ago?!"
Yan Jiecheng felt no jealousy whatsoever.
After all, such a big thing is frightening just to think about, and he doesn't think he has the ability to do it.
For a time, opinions were divided outside the locomotive depot.
Some guessed that the studio had developed new equipment, while others guessed that a high-ranking leader was inspecting the site.
But regardless of the speculation, the name "Li Aiguo" is always involved.
Everyone discussed it, and in the end, they all gave a thumbs up.
Inside the station.
Several special trains are ready to depart.
Several trains were loaded with T34 tanks and wooden crates containing military equipment such as machine guns and rifles.
All tanks have been equipped with transistor tank radios.
Li Aiguo also had the tanks painted with desert camouflage, making them look almost brand new.
The train drivers responsible for transportation all came from the Qianmen Locomotive Depot.
The commissioner sent by the Military Industry Commission had been waiting for a long time. Upon seeing Li Aiguo, he immediately stood at attention and saluted.
"Comrade Patriot, everything is ready, we can set off!"
Li Aiguo took the order and checked it over. This was our first large-scale sale of arms, so we had to be careful.
Those in the arms trade should prioritize service.
After confirming that the quantity and type were correct, Li Aiguo waved his hand and said, "Let's go!"
Huang Jing was in charge of driving the lead car. Seeing her mentor get in, she naturally gave up the driver's seat.
Li Aiguo skillfully pushed the handle, the whistle sounded, and the train slowly started moving, speeding towards the port of Tianjin.
Tianjin Port.
At this moment, Hongxing Shipping's 10,000-ton ocean-going freighter was already waiting.
To ensure the smooth operation of this shipment, Hextech specially transferred Liu Tiehan back from Africa.
"Brother Aiguo!" Liu Tiehan and his team of mine guards had been waiting for a while. When they saw Li Aiguo coming over, they immediately saluted.
"Thank you for your hard work; this transport was very risky."
"It's not hard work! Don't worry, there's no one on the high seas who dares to mess with our Red Star Shipping yet!" Liu Tiehan grinned, full of confidence.
This is understandable, as the massive ships of Red Star Shipping have all undergone extensive modifications.
Each ship carries two armed helicopters.
Unless the enemy deploys large warships of a regular navy, ordinary pirates or armed ships are simply easy prey.
After exchanging pleasantries, Liu Tiehan directed the crew to begin loading the ship.
As he watched the tanks being hoisted onto the ship and the cargo hold being filled with crates of munitions, Liu Tiehan's admiration grew even stronger.
Having fought in the chaotic lands of Africa for many years, he knew better than anyone that these weapons were not just weapons, but also spheres of influence.
Whoever uses your gun, whoever drives your tank, becomes your ally in some way.
Thinking of this, Liu Tiehan took out an African cigarette and handed it to Li Aiguo.
"Patriotic brother, try this, it's potent."
Li Aiguo took it, lit it, and took a puff. He was immediately choked by the spicy taste and coughed twice: "Cough cough... This taste is too strong, I can't get used to it."
"Iron Man, is there something on your mind?" Li Aiguo asked with a smile, seeing Liu Tiehan's hesitant expression.
Liu Tiehan scratched his head, looking somewhat embarrassed.
He's a skilled warrior and a great commander, but he's not very good at business.
"That's right, my patriotic brother."
The situation in Africa is very chaotic right now. Although we have gained a foothold and acquired several mines,
But if we want to continue expanding, the number of people in our mine protection team is far from enough.
Li Aiguo understood: "You want to win over some allies in Africa?"
Liu Tiehan was surprised that Li Aiguo was so perceptive and voiced his thoughts.
In fact, this approach is the same tactic that the American family and the Russians often used in later generations.
They won over local chieftains and warlords, sold them weapons and equipment, and sent them to fight for and seize territory.
The chiefs have land, but they don't know how to mine, nor do they have the technology or equipment. What should they do?
Then they'll have no choice but to sell us the mining rights. We'll pay them, and they'll use that money to buy our weapons.
This forms a perfect closed loop.
Moreover, there's absolutely no need to worry about these chiefs disobeying.
Once their supply of ammunition and weapon parts is cut off, their weapons will become useless. Then they'll naturally realize who the real boss is.
This is the real big arms deal in Li Aiguo's mind.
If I get bored staying in China in a while, going to that wild continent of Africa would be a good way to pass the time.
Of course, this requires careful planning and gradual implementation.
"You can try contacting the local chief first," Li Aiguo said after thinking for a moment.
The Russians also have a lot of weapons; we could try to acquire them.
As the last crate of munitions was loaded onto the ship, Liu Tiehan saluted Li Aiguo once more, then turned and strode onto the vessel.
The ship's horn sounded, and it departed from the dock.
"Salute!" Li Aiguo shouted, saluting the ship.
Everyone on the dock raised their hands in salute.
This ship is more than just a ship; it represents the hope of the arms trade and is the first step in expanding overseas.
****
In those days, it would take at least two months to travel from Tianjin to Xiao Yi's home.
After seeing Liu Tiehan off, Li Aiguo's life returned to normalcy, with each day spent in busy work.
Monday morning, the sun was shining brightly.
Li Aiguo had just stepped into the pharmaceutical institute's gate.
Chen Xi came out of the office right after, looking excited, waving a thick stack of manuscript papers in her hand.
"Comrade Patriot, your thesis is finished. Please take a look."
Li Aiguo took the manuscript and flipped through it briefly.
It has to be said that this girl has put in a lot of hard work.
The handwriting was neat and beautiful, the logic was rigorous and clear, and the data was detailed, explaining the principles and steps of that set of first aid methods in a very logical and clear manner.
"So, the next step is submission? Which journal should we submit to?" Li Aiguo really didn't know much about domestic medical journals.
Seeing that there was a rare area that Li Aiguo didn't understand, Chen Xi's eyes lit up, and she puffed out her chest to explain.
"There are several medical journals in China right now, such as the Chinese Medical Journal, the Chinese Journal of Hygiene, the Chinese Journal of Internal Medicine, and the People's Military Medicine Journal published by the military..."
She paused for a moment, then offered her professional advice: "I think our first aid method is very universal, so it would be best to submit it to the Chinese Medical Journal."
This is the most comprehensive and influential medical journal in China; its value is top-notch.
Li Aiguo readily agreed: "Okay, you're the professional, I'll listen to you. Then I'll trouble you to submit this manuscript."
"Shouldn't we ask the teacher for a recommendation?" Chen Xi thought for a moment and then said.
"That's only right. I'll talk to Professor Wang about it later."
Li Aiguo went into the laboratory and talked to Wang Cheng about submitting the manuscript.
Wang Chenglai immediately nodded: "It's my honor. By the way, I'm good friends with Editor-in-Chief Zhao of the Chinese Medical Journal. I'll contact him now."
Having recommenders makes it easier for papers to gain the trust of journal editors.
Of course, a good paper can also bring considerable honor to the recommender.
This paper is an example of the latter.
Since the results of his current experiment wouldn't be available for a while, Wang Chenglai thought for a moment and then rode his bicycle to the Chinese Medical Journal to personally visit the journal.
Zhao Fangping, editor-in-chief of the Chinese Medical Journal, is not only a classmate of Wang Chenglai, but also a long-time friend.
"Old Wang, I haven't seen you around lately. Have you been messing around with opium again?" Zhao Fangping greeted Wang Cheng with a smile as he entered.
“What opium? That’s medicine. You know what the conditions are like now.” Wang Chenglai carefully avoided mentioning ibuprofen.
Sitting down opposite Zhao Fangping, Wang Chenglai smiled and said calmly, "I'm here today to ask for your help."
Zhao Fangping rolled his eyes and cursed irritably.
"You old codger, your skin is getting thicker and thicker. When other people come to me for a favor, they at least bring a couple of bottles of Erguotou (a type of Chinese liquor). But you come empty-handed and expect me to help you? No way!"
"Hey, why don't you listen to what people have to say?" Wang Chenglai wasn't annoyed, and smiled as he took out the stack of manuscript paper from his bag.
"I'm doing this for your own good, to help you increase the journal's sales and influence."
Zhao Fangping's eyes widened: "Old Wang, are you out of your mind? Can you help me?" It wasn't that Zhao Fangping was arrogant. As the editor-in-chief of a top-tier medical journal in China, he was always the one being asked for help. When had he ever needed help from others?
Especially Wang Chenglai, he spends all his time in the lab, he's a bookworm and doesn't understand anything about the world.
Of course, Zhao Fangping wouldn't say these things.
Wang Chenglai smiled and said, "Don't rush, let's talk about it after you finish reading this paper."
Zhao Fangping was taken aback, unsure of what his old classmate meant, but he still accepted the paper with a mixture of belief and skepticism.
"Clinical Application and Principle Analysis of Li Aiguo's First Aid Method. Who is Li Aiguo?"
Seeing the title of the paper, Zhao Fangping was no longer surprised.
After liberation, in order to improve the level of health technology, a vigorous campaign of donating prescriptions was launched all over the country.
We collected quite a few traditional remedies.
What "Wang Mazi's ancestral remedy for diarrhea, made by mixing brown sugar with soot from the bottom of a pot"?
What kind of "Zhang the Cripple's miraculous eye-curing technique, washing eyes with children's urine"?
There's an even more outrageous story: "Liu Dazui cured his stomach ache by swallowing half a brick of powder."
Zhao Fangping was both amused and exasperated, his head spinning.
Could this paper be one of those types as well?
“Li Aiguo?” Zhao Fangping frowned quickly. “That name seems familiar.”
Suddenly, he remembered that the name had appeared in the Renren Daily; the person was a national model worker.
but
He works at the railway crossing, not the health department.
Wang Chenglai chuckled: "That's right, it's that Li Aiguo. Don't jump to conclusions yet, keep reading."
"What a boastful tone, even calling it a first aid method."
Filled with questions, Zhao Fangping continued reading and his expression turned interesting when he saw that the second author was Chen Xi.
As for Li Aiguo being a railway worker who didn't understand medicine, that's not important, since there's also a co-author, Chen Xi!
The national model worker title is merely a name on the paper to enhance its influence; that must be it.
Wang Chenglai smiled without saying a word, picked up his teacup and slowly sipped his tea.
Zhao Fangping continued reading, his initially nonchalant expression gradually turning serious.
The steps of this first aid method... are ridiculously simple and require absolutely no medical equipment, but from an anatomical and biomechanical perspective, they seem... to be really feasible?
The airflow generated by abdominal thrusts is used to dislodge the foreign object from the trachea.
Wonderful!
After reading the last line, Zhao Fangping put down the manuscript and remained silent for a long time.
"Old Wang, to be honest, I'm quite envious of you."
"I asked you to evaluate this paper. What do you envy about me?" Wang Chenglai asked with a smile.
"How did you find such a promising young talent in the domestic medical field? A young girl who just graduated with a master's degree can actually produce such an excellent paper."
Zhao Fangping felt increasingly resentful. He had taught many students before, but they were all so dense.
Upon hearing this, Wang Cheng burst into laughter, leaving Zhao Fangping completely bewildered, wondering what his old friend was laughing about.
"Chen Xi? Hahaha! This paper was written by that kid Li Aiguo, but Aiguo was too busy, so it was handed over to Chen Xi to organize and write it." Wang Chenglai said with a laugh.
Zhao Fangping was completely dumbfounded. He looked at the paper and then at his old friend.
After a long pause, he coughed lightly and said uncertainly, "Hey Lao Wang, is it really necessary to tease me like this?"
"I'm not kidding you,"
With his smile fading, Wang Chenglai looked at his old friend and said in a serious tone, "This emergency treatment method was developed entirely by Comrade Aiguo. He even used this method to save Chen Xi's life."
Although he was a train driver, he was a medical genius with unique insights into many medical conditions.
I believe his future achievements in medicine will far surpass mine!
What a great "far exceeding"!
Although Wang Chenglai may not be considered a top-tier medical expert, he is certainly first-rate.
Do you know how many medical experts in the country can surpass you? Even I, the editor-in-chief, am not as good as you in pharmacology.
However, Zhao Fangping could not refute it.
The content of this paper, though seemingly simple, cleverly solves a major problem.
This is something that can't be achieved through the accumulation of knowledge; it's something only true geniuses can do.
"So? Is this paper worth a front-page spread?" Wang Chenglai asked with a smile.
“It’s worth it, if the method in this paper is indeed effective.” Zhao Fangping said as he stood up and walked towards the cabinet.
"Old Wang, do you know how to use this first aid method?"
"Of course, it's very simple."
At first, Wang Chenglai didn't react, but when he saw Zhao Fangping open the aluminum lunchbox and take out a cornbread, his expression immediately changed.
"Old Zhao, what are you doing?"
"Of course, practice makes perfect. Don't worry, Lao Wang. Lao Zhou and his family live next door. Lao Zhou is very knowledgeable about first aid. If this method doesn't work, don't panic. Just go and call Lao Zhou."
Before Wang Chenglai could react, he saw Zhao Fangping grab a cornbread, take a big bite, then stiffen his neck and swallow it down.
"Well!!"
next second.
Zhao Fangping's face turned red, and he gripped his neck tightly with both hands, his eyes almost bulging out of their sockets.
I'm really choking!
"Old Zhao! You're insane!"
Wang Cheng was startled and cursed inwardly that this guy was willing to risk his life to verify the truth.
He dared not delay, and rushed forward, circled behind Zhao Fangping, wrapped his arms around his waist, clenched his fists and pressed them against his navel, and suddenly squeezed inward and upward with force!
A piece of unchewed cornbread shot out of Zhao Fangping's mouth, arced through the air, and splattered onto the opposite wall.
"Cough cough cough... Huff... Huff..."
Zhao Fangping was bent over, coughing violently, tears and snot streaming down his face, but he looked excited.
"Cough cough, it's done, it's done! This Li Aiguo first aid method is really a treasure!"
This first aid method can save countless lives every year.
Zhao Fangping took the paper and went to the next room.
"Correspondent! Go to the printing plant! Take down the sample manuscript we sent! This paper, get it on the front page! Urgent!!"
Yi Zhonghai has been very happy lately.
He rested his two canes under his armpits; those were his imperial swords.
Every day, I could stroll around the workshop without doing any work, and I would still receive a lot of sympathetic glances and praise from Director Yang.
If I keep performing for a while longer, and once the 10,000-ton rolling mill project is successful, I'll definitely be promoted to deputy head of the production department.
We'll show Li Aiguo then!
"Old Yi, you're working despite your injury. Your spirit is something all the factory workers should learn from! Hurry up and go to the infirmary to get your dressing changed. Don't delay and worsen your injury."
Director Yang was in high spirits as he watched the 10,000-ton rolling mill make a promising progress, and he showed even more care and concern for this disabled but determined old comrade.
"Thank you for your concern, factory manager. This injury is nothing compared to our factory's production targets."
After making his statement with an air of righteous indignation, Yi Zhonghai, leaning on his crutches, limped toward the infirmary.
Upon entering the medical room, Dr. Chen was busy bandaging a coworker's wound.
Yi Zhonghai found a chair with practiced ease, sat down, leaned his cane to the side, and let out a long sigh of relief.
Acting is also physically demanding.
Bored out of his mind, he noticed a brand new magazine on the table.
Yi Zhonghai picked it up and flipped through it.
He knew nothing about medicine, and the complex chemical formulas and anatomical diagrams made him dizzy. Just as he was about to put them down, a line of large, bold text suddenly caught his eye:
"On the clinical application and principle analysis of Li Aiguo's first aid method in the treatment of airway foreign body asphyxiation by abdominal thrust".
He couldn't understand the technical terms that followed, but he would recognize the name "Li Aiguo" even if it were reduced to ashes.
"Li Aiguo? Could it be the Li Aiguo from the compound? Impossible, this is a medical journal."
Yi Zhonghai's heart skipped a beat, then he shook his head, a disdainful sneer appearing on his lips.
"Impossible, absolutely impossible. This is a national-level medical journal. He's just a train driver, what does he know about medicine?"
He said he didn't believe it, but his hand honestly turned to the first page.
The author's bio section clearly states:
Li Aiguo is a train driver at the Qianmen Locomotive Depot.
Wow. It really is him.
Yi Zhonghai gasped, feeling a buzzing in his head, as if he had been hit hard on the head with a club.
It really is him?!
Stay calm, Yi Zhonghai, you need to stay calm.
He took two deep breaths, forcibly suppressing the shock in his heart. It's just a folk remedy, isn't it?
It's just a lucky coincidence, nothing serious.
At this moment, Dr. Chen finished his work and came over.
"Little Liu, this thing is probably useless, right?" Yi Zhonghai asked with a smile as he saw Dr. Chen approaching.
Dr. Chen frowned: "The Chinese Medical Journal is the most well-known medical journal in the country. Every article published in it is of great use."
Especially this one; I heard the Ministry of Health is discussing it, and if it's effective, they plan to promote it nationwide.
Yi Zhonghai almost fainted on the spot when he heard "Nationwide Promotion".
How come Li Aiguo is good at everything he does?
He became a model worker for driving trains, and now he can come up with a simple first aid method and expects it to be promoted nationwide?
This is inhuman!
"What, you're not changing your dressing?"
"Change, change."
Looking at the wound that had already scabbed over and healed, with barely a red mark left, Dr. Chen frowned.
"Old Yi, your injury has healed completely long ago, the scab is almost falling off, why do you still need to change the dressing?"
The air suddenly became quiet for a few seconds.
Yi Zhonghai blushed slightly, but as someone who had weathered many storms, he possessed exceptional mental fortitude.
He immediately put on a mask of pain.
"Doctor, you have no idea! The injury is inside. It looks healed on the surface, but it still hurts deep inside the bones! Especially on cloudy or rainy days, the pain is excruciating!"
Dr. Chen looked at him speechlessly.
Today the sun is shining brightly, where did the cloudy and rainy weather come from?
But looking at Yi Zhonghai's attitude of "I'm not leaving until you change my dressing,"...
Dr. Chen was too lazy to expose him, so she shook her head helplessly, applied some red medicine, wrapped it with gauze twice, and sent him on his way.
When Yi Zhonghai walked out of the clinic with crutches, his steps were as heavy as if they were made of lead.
He originally thought that he could make a name for himself in the factory and outdo Li Aiguo by relying on his "work injury".
As a result, he became a medical expert in the blink of an eye. The difference is like heaven and earth.
This day.
I can't live like this anymore!
Li Aiguo also received the "Chinese Medical Journal" and a manuscript fee of 120 yuan from the postal courier.
In those days, the national standard was to pay by word count. Journals typically paid 6-18 yuan per thousand words, while authoritative academic journals often paid the maximum amount or a higher rate for high-quality manuscripts.
"If I had known this thing was so valuable, I should have written more words..."
Li Aiguo smacked his lips, looking regretful.
That paper was so concise and full of useful information.
If I could break down a single step into three actions like I do when writing online novels in later generations, wouldn't my royalties double?
However, 120 yuan was a huge sum of money in those days. It was equivalent to three months' wages for an ordinary worker.
Miss Chen never expected that the rough-looking man could earn so much money from his writing after working hard for several nights.
Xu Damao suddenly appeared out of nowhere and came closer.
"I heard you published an article in a medical journal? Wow, that's amazing! You're the first one in our compound to do that!"
"It's just a paper," Li Aiguo said modestly with a smile, taking the journal with him as he prepared to leave.
Just then, Yan Jiecheng ran over, breathless.
"Quickly! The section chief wants to see you in his office! He says... he says a high-ranking official from the Ministry of Health has arrived! He specifically requests to see you!"
"Brother Aiguo, the section chief wants you to go to his office. It seems a leader from the Ministry of Health has come."
"They're here!" Li Aiguo knew it must be related to the promotion of first aid methods, so he didn't waste any time and left on his mountain bike.
Xu Damao leaned closer to Yan Jiecheng and whispered, "Is Aiguo's paper that important?"
"Of course, I heard it's going to be promoted nationwide. Brother Aiguo is now a great medical scientist." Yan Jiecheng puffed out his chest, as if he were proud of it.
Xu Damao listened, completely stunned.
Looking in the direction where Li Aiguo disappeared, I felt a pang of sadness in my heart.
A great medical scientist.
(End of this chapter)