spy cloud

Chapter 1469

Looking at this letter, Zhang Tianhao's eyes couldn't help getting a little moist. After all, he also missed the old man, his son, and Qin Yuxiang.

But things are not as simple as he thought, but the situation prevents them from reuniting together.Thousands of miles away, Zhang Tianhao also deeply understands this.

He gently picked up the photos, and carefully looked at them. There were pictures of his son, grandma, and Qin Yuxiang. There were even individual photos, group photos, and even photos between the two of them.

In comparison, Qin Yuxiang is more popular with grandma than him.After all, Zhang Tianhao's reputation is outside, and he has never had a good reputation.

The happy smiling face of the son, the carefree smiling face of Qin Yuxiang, and the smiling face from the heart of the mother, the three of them are happy together, it can be said that they are quite happy.

It's just that this happiness was quite short-lived, after all, she had already returned to Moscow in October to continue her further studies and complete her studies.

If he hadn't seen the letter and the photos in the letter, Zhang Tianhao really didn't have much time to think about the other party, but when he saw the letter, he really thought about it, it was an indescribable miss.

It is a yearning that goes deep into the bone marrow, and there is a special connection between the two of them.

After reading the photos one by one, he put them away again, put them in the envelope, and carefully put the photos into his own space solemnly.

This is an eternal memory and a heavy memory.

Soon, he regained his composure, and then looked up at the door. The door had already been pushed open by Lan Yuer, and a patient walked in after him.

"Hey, isn't this Taro Murakami, Yu'er, help me with the stool, Mr. Murakami is here, let me take a look!" Zhang Tianhao saw that he was the first Japanese he met in Xinjing, And almost wrote "Chinese and dogs..." or something like that.

However, Zhang Tianhao still has to do superficial articles.

"By the way, Murakami-kun, isn't it uncomfortable there?"

"It's like this, my lower abdomen is a bit uncomfortable, especially here!" Taro Murakami pointed directly at the lower abdomen and said, his face was full of pain as he spoke.

"Quickly, help Mr. Murakami to lie on the hospital bed. I'll check to see if Mr. Murakami has appendicitis. It's probably an appendicitis." Zhang Tianhao and Lan Yu'er immediately helped him to the hospital bed. Zhang Tianhao said with a nervous expression .

As for whether it is appendicitis or not, it doesn't matter anymore, whether it is or not, anyway, he will regard Taro Murakami as appendicitis and insult the Chinese. If he has the opportunity not to deal with him, it is completely intolerable.

"Chuan Qi-jun, I'm counting on you. This damn appendix really hurts."

Zhang Tianhao checked it carefully. He didn't have any instruments or anything like that here. His inspection here was all based on his judgment. As for whether it was correct or not, there was nothing he could do about it.

The most important thing is that he is a surgeon, not other doctors, and Zhang Tianhao knows it very well.

"Mr. Murakami, you may need an operation right now. It is probably acute appendicitis. The conditions here are a bit rough. You should go to the hospital for an examination. It is better to have an operation."

"I believe in Mr. Chuan Qi. Besides, there are so many beds in the current hospital, all of which are wounded soldiers. It is impossible to give me a bed for ordinary people. Let's forget it!"

When Murakami Taro heard it, he was also a little embarrassed, but he still gritted his teeth and said to Zhang Tianhao: "Please don't be too polite, Mr. Chuan Qi, come on!"

"That's fine, but I can't guarantee the effect of the operation, please forgive me." Zhang Tianhao first said the ugly words first, after all, when Ichiro Murakami came to him, he had a reason to refuse.

"Don't worry, Chuan Qi-jun, your reputation in this area is quite famous, others don't know, don't I know? Just let it go."

"Okay, Xiao Yu'er, prepare for the operation, and prepare for the anesthesia."

Zhang Tianhao went to the side to wash his hands, put on gloves, and make other preparations. He needed to prepare knives, gauze, cotton balls, etc.

Half an hour later, Zhang Tianhao looked at the already red and swollen appendix, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly, and with a single knife, the inflamed appendix was cut off directly.

In fact, there is no need to cut it at all, as long as some medicine is used to reduce the inflammation. Cutting it now will make this Taro Murakami suffer a little. If he can't move more hands and feet, he directly wants to kill Taro Murakami.

Stitching, bandaging, and finally an anti-inflammatory drip, it took less than an hour to complete the set, and most of it was preparation time.

"Mr. Murakami, everything is going well. I believe there is no problem for the time being. However, your wound cannot be infected, entered, bathed, or drunk..." Zhang Tianhao followed the normal pace and went through the doctor's orders.

"Thank you Chuan Qi-jun!"

"Don't mention the cost, it's rare that Mr. Murakami thinks of my small clinic, and this time he treats Mr. Murakami for free."

"That's so embarrassing!"

"You're welcome, after the drip, Murakami-kun can go home and recuperate slowly, and the needle and thread can be removed in about ten days!"

Zhang Tianhao said with a smile, and at the same time, the corner of his mouth flashed a curve.

……

In the evening, Zhang Tianhao didn't clean up the clinic immediately. He was waiting for Hisako Murakami, and at the same time asked Zhang Li to prepare for him a traditional Chinese medicine he had prepared for Jiuzi.

"I'm sorry, Chuan Qi-jun, I've been delayed, please forgive me!"

At this time, Murakako Hisako has a trace of charm that she didn't have before.

"In that case, no, I have asked Ms. Zhang to prepare a traditional Chinese medicine for you. I inquired about many traditional Chinese medicine stores, and only then did I inquire about the good medicine. It is specially fried for you. Let's drink it while it's hot."

Zhang Li was sitting at the counter, listening to Zhang Tianhao's nonsense, she just bowed her head, but she was secretly laughing inwardly. However, she also knew that this village Hisako was a murderer, otherwise she wouldn't have worked in the spy department, and would have done it easily. Well done.

"Chuan Qi-jun, come out and have a look, I have prepared a car for you, I hope you like it!"

After speaking, she walked to the door, pointed to the car at the door, and said with a smile: "This is a car I specially picked for Mr. Chuan Qi. Although it is old, I hope Mr. Chuan Qi can accept it." my present."

"Thank you so much. I don't even know what to say. This already makes me very satisfied, really satisfied." Zhang Tianhao walked over with a smile and took a look at the car. It was square and square, and it was not made in Japan at all. Yes, some of them look like American Ford cars.

"As long as Mr. Chuan Qi likes it, I will invite Mr. Chuan Qi to dinner. Miss Zhang, do you want to come together?"

When Zhang Li heard this, she raised her head and said with a smile: "Miss Jiuzi, thank you very much, but I still have to be on duty here, otherwise my husband will deduct my salary. Thank you for your kindness."

Zhang Li politely declined Hisako Murakako's invitation.

And the two got into the newly opened car again and headed for the police station apartment.

But it wasn't Zhang Tianhao who drove it, but the car driven by Murakako Hisako,

"By the way, Miss Hisako, aren't you busy?"

"Busy, but it's more important to treat Mr. Chuan Qi well, isn't it?"

"Miss Jiuzi, I'm so flattered, but I still hope that Jiuzi puts your work first, we still have a long time in the future!" Zhang Tianhao immediately advised kindly.

"I think about it too, but I can do it when I think about it. This time, the higher-ups are very angry. Uncle is under a lot of pressure, but the problem is that we don't have any clues. Maybe we can only get new ideas if we change our minds." idea!"

(End of this chapter)