spy cloud

In the mission hospital, Dean Miura was sitting in his office, preparing to pack up and leave work. After all, it was already past six o'clock in the evening.

He looked at the time and breathed a sigh of relief, then picked up and looked at the gift next to him, and couldn't help but reveal a happy smile on his face.

"It's almost time to go home and celebrate my granddaughter's birthday!"

While he was thinking about it, he worked overtime to pack things up. In just ten seconds, he had already packed his things.

Just as he stood up and was about to leave his desk, he heard a familiar voice coming from outside the door.

"Dean, dean, Major Ishibei is awake, Major Ishibei is awake!"

Then he saw Zuomu running in in a hurry, pushing open the door of his office with an excited look, and said loudly: "Dean, dean, Major Ishibei is awake, Major Ishibei is awake."

Dean Miura, who was originally planning to go home to celebrate his granddaughter's birthday, also changed his expression and wanted to get angry. After all, his good mood was actually hanged.

But just when he was about to get angry, Zuomu immediately said the second half of the sentence, causing him to swallow the words he had just opened his mouth to curse.

Then he opened his mouth wide, as if he was surprised when he heard what Zuomu said.

"What, what did you say?"

"Dean, Major Ishibei who took action last night has just woken up. He just opened his eyes and wanted to speak. I have arranged for a nurse from the empire to go over and watch over him."

"I'm just reporting to you now that he's awake. Do you want to go over and have a look?" Zuomu said loudly and excitedly.

Even because of the excitement, his voice was much louder and the word order was a bit confused.

But he doesn't care. After all, the news that Ishibei wakes up is the best news for him. After all, he is a scholar and a doctor and doesn't care about anything else.

"Ishibei is awake, are you sure?"

"Yes, he has woken up now. This is a miracle, what a miracle. Basically, the superiors have announced the task of waiting for death, but they did not expect that they were rescued by us. You have done a great service."

Saoki also looked excited, and then he opened the door and waited for Miura to go over and take a look.

"Okay, okay, this is really good news. I'll go over with you and take a look!"

When he thought of this good news, he couldn't help but feel excited and said loudly, with excitement flames almost jumping out of his eyes.

"Let's go!"

At this time, he no longer cared about going home to celebrate his granddaughter's birthday. Instead, he stood up, took a white coat from the clothes rack on one side and followed Saomu outside.

In the ward, Miura arrived with an excited expression and saw Ishibei lying there with his eyes open, while the nurse on the side was asking what he was wearing.

After all, Ishibei is considered a celebrity, so naturally more people will pay attention to his existence.

Especially the heroes in the minds of Japanese people. There is no Japanese woman who does not yearn for heroes.

Natural nurses are no exception.

"Dean, you are here!"

The nurse heard the hurried footsteps, looked back, and saw Miura wearing a white coat behind her. She immediately stood up and bowed.

"Ok!"

He responded, then looked at Ishibei who was looking at him.

"How do you feel? Major Ishibei? Is there anything uncomfortable right now?"

"Thank you! I'm fine. I don't feel anything wrong with this little injury. To me, it's just a minor injury. It really worries you."

"It would be an honor for us to serve the heroes of the empire there, wouldn't it?" Miura happily chatted with Ishibei for a few words, then stood up to leave.

After all, seeing the patient's brain thinking so clearly, he naturally knew that this operation was quite successful, and he had to admire Liu Zhiya's medical skills. "Okay, Major Ishibei, take a good rest and recover from your injuries."

"Thank you for your concern. I will definitely recover from my injuries and fight for the empire again."

"As expected of an imperial soldier, good, good, good!"

Just when Dean Miura walked out of the door of the ward, he suddenly heard Ishibei yelling in the room.

"what--"

The shrill scream frightened Dean Miura who had just stepped out of the ward door. He immediately turned around and looked at Ishibei who was shouting behind him.

I saw Ishibei vomiting blood at this time, and he could be described as running wildly.

Large mouthfuls of blood spurted out directly from his mouth, and even the screams were gone, and the whole person's momentum instantly weakened.

"Ah, come quickly, come quickly, prepare to save people, prepare the operating room."

At this time, Dean Miura was even more nervous. After all, Ishibei, who had been fine just now, suddenly screamed and began to vomit blood, and he was still vomiting blood in large mouths.

It’s a completely different painting style than before, and it’s even more different from day to day.

The nurse on the side was also completely frightened. After all, she did nothing but look after Ishibei. After the dean arrived, such a huge change took place.

The nurse, who was almost dumbfounded, was so frightened that she sat down on the ground and sobbed quietly.

"Why are you crying? Hurry up and call someone to prepare for the operation. Hurry up and prepare for the operation. You are a bastard."

Dean Miura immediately shouted loudly. After all, the behavior of his nurses was so embarrassing, which made him extremely unhappy.

"Dr. Saoki, call someone immediately and prepare surgical instruments."

"Hi!"

The reversal of the plot caught Saomu off guard. After all, it was just right, but now it has become like this.

But he still ran out immediately and started shouting loudly at the doctors and nurses outside. Everything made way for Ishibei's rescue, even the patients who had already arrived on the operating table and were undergoing surgery.

And when Miura saw Ishibei spraying blood so crazily in front of him, his heart couldn't help but sink, sink.

And the more blood he vomited, the deeper his heart sank.

After all, when he arrived at this place, he also knew that this Ishibei was likely to have other diseases, otherwise it would be impossible to have such an internal injury.

He was vomiting blood, and it was obvious that he was injured inside his body, and he had not thought about where the injury was. All he could do now was rescue.

As Ishibei was carried into the operating table, there was blood all over the ground where he passed, as if the blood at this time was free of charge.

But inside the operating table, Miura was a top doctor, at least one of the best in Shanghai, but at this time, facing Ishibei's crazy vomiting of blood, he felt quite uncomfortable.

After all, he didn't find the bleeding point, or he didn't know where the bleeding entered the oral organs and other places.

Seeing that his breath was getting worse and worse, just like his face, it was also getting worse and worse, but one was getting whiter and the other was getting darker.

On the other side, Dean Chen and the others also ran over and looked puzzled when they saw Ishibei rescuing people in the operating room.

"Dean Miura, have you found the wound?"

"No, I am helpless when faced with the bleeding point in Ishibei's body. After all, I can't even find the wound. How can I save it?"

The two deans also looked at each other, and in the end they could only smile bitterly.

At this point, the two deans knew very well that they might not be able to be saved this time. (End of chapter)