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As Zhang Tianhao closed his eyes and thought about the problem, the entire conference room became quiet.

After all, everyone understands that Zhang Tianhao needs to recuperate before the operation to cope with the next operation. Brain surgery is inherently a risky and time-consuming operation. In their opinion, it does not take more than five or six hours. Want to finish.

Of course, one possibility is ruled out, that is, the person died on the operating table.

Zhang Tianhao's biggest thought now is that he doesn't want to save this person. After all, he is too hateful.

Sitting there, his brain was working rapidly, and he seemed to be lying there to rest, but only he knew that this time it was not pressure, but it was better than pressure.

……

On the other side, in the office of Ying Zuo of the Military Police, Ying Zuo has been extremely busy these days. After all, there are too many things going on, and his body has not recovered.

"It's been such a bad year. I don't know when it will end. Damn it, the Central President should have captured you all and shot them all."

He has already received some information from Chongqing. This time, the Central Command arrested many people, and all of them were obtained from his intelligence.

"Zhongtong, Zhang Tianhao!"

He gently wrote these five words in the notebook, and they were all in big characters.

The pen tip almost stuck into the book. It shows how angry he is.

The telegram on the table seemed so dazzling to him. It seemed to announce to him that he had failed again, and failed quite completely.

"Zhang Tianhao, I want you to die. You must die. It's all because of you that ruined my good deeds. You must pay the price with blood."

He roared in a low voice behind the big chair. Although he tried his best to suppress his voice and did not want to admit his failure, the fact was that there was nothing he could do.

"Die, die!"

While he was chanting, his eyes were red. The indescribable pressure directly caused his heart to collapse.

Because he knew that his gendarmerie lost information on a large scale only two or three times. But it was because of this that he hated Zhang Tianhao even more.

As for the information from Chongqing that Zhang Tianhao bought with money, he would never believe it. He was at least well-known in the intelligence community of the upper system.

After a while, Ying Zuo breathed a sigh of relief. He wondered if he was about to become possessed by Zhang Tianhao. After all, Zhang Tianhao put too much pressure on him.

Just when he had just recovered and was about to get up to wash his face, he heard the phone ringing on the table.

He took a deep breath again, suppressed the annoyance in his heart, and then reached out and picked up the phone to answer the call.

"Hey, this is the Military Police. What can I do?"

He tried to ask the other party in a normal tone, and then heard Dean Miura's voice on the other end of the phone.

"General Kagezuo, it's like this. We analyzed Major Ishibei's injuries this afternoon and came to the conclusion that Major Ishibei's injuries are relatively serious. The same part was injured twice, and we want to treat him. His success rate is only about 20%.”

Miura still tried to keep the success rate low. After all, he knew how difficult this kind of surgery was rather than how convenient it was.

"My success rate is less than 15%. Therefore, there is a young doctor with a higher success rate, but he is afraid of trouble if the operation fails and does not dare to do it. I would like to ask, what do you think of this matter? "

"Dean Miura, is your success rate also so low? Are there no other experts? Isn't it a bit childish to use a young person to do it?" Ying Zuo listened to Dean Miura on the phone. The voice also asked with some confusion.

"No, the doctors there still approve of this young doctor. They have not done any brain surgery. Only this young man has this ability. Moreover, he has returned from studying abroad and is now preparing to set up a clinic. I will tell you There were some conditions, but he asked us to promise not to hold him responsible afterwards before he would go for the surgery."

"Is there such a thing?"

"Yes, so I came here to ask for your opinion. If possible, then I will let the young man do it, and this operation will not be announced to the public. At the same time, if it is successful, I promise to give another hundred thousand days. Yuan reward, and when getting medicine in the future, the medicine will be purchased from our hospital."

When Ying Zuo heard what Dean Miura said, he was immediately confused. After all, the benefits were too many.

The reward alone was already one hundred thousand yen, which was countless times higher than his salary. How could he agree to such a thing easily.

"Dean Miura, I think you should give me a reason?"

"General, I think if such a brilliant doctor really succeeds, then I don't need to say more. You should also know how effective a brilliant doctor is!"

"It can be said that sometimes a good doctor means a life. Do you think this deal is worth it? If not, do you think I will offer such a high remuneration?"

Dean Miura also laughed and said: "You only see the disadvantages, but not the benefits. If it really succeeds, it can be said that he is the most brilliant doctor in Shanghai, even in the empire." He is a doctor who can be counted on both hands. There are many people who would like to hire such a person, not to mention one hundred thousand, but two hundred thousand or three hundred thousand."

"Then you are testing him with this surgery. If he has a problem, then Major Ishibei will be in trouble!"

"Haha, I am the first assistant, and Saoki is the second assistant. It can be said that the entire operating room, except for him, is all our people. Besides, he also has a family and a career. Does he dare?"

The two of them talked on the phone. After all, Miura still had to discuss such a major matter with Ying Zuo.

After a while, Ying Zuo breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously: "Dean Miura, I agree with you, but you must ensure that no mistakes can be made during the operation. If the operation fails, I think You also know the consequences."

"I know that Dr. Liu, who has just returned to China, is also worried about what will happen afterwards. I think we can give him a promise, but it is also a limited promise."

"Okay, so be it!"

After Yingzuo finished speaking, he hung up the phone and began to lean back on the big chair, with a bit of doubt in his eyes.

After all, the Chinese introduced a young man as the representative of the surgery, and Dean Miura also asked him to perform the surgery himself. He knew that Dean Miura was very capable, but now he was a little surprised to have a Chinese perform the surgery.

"Liu Zhiya, medical student, seems to want to investigate this Liu Zhiya carefully!"

Thinking of this, he picked up the phone and called directly.

"Hey, Keiko Chitō, I'm Kagesa, come to my office."

"Hi!"

As Senteng Keiko on the other end of the phone received the call, she immediately answered. Soon, I saw Senteng Keiko knocking on the door from outside and walking in.

"Hello, general, Keiko Senteng is reporting to you."

"Sit down, there is one thing. Please check it out for me. This Liu Zhiya, a medical student, should graduate this year. Check his social connections and his experience, and write me a Detailed report. (End of chapter)