Military: Let you report, you can easily catch the wanted criminal

I just wanted to make some extra money, but no one thought I would get myself into trouble.

Especially since the person in front of them doesn't look like an ordinary person, they are afraid that they will encounter a tough problem.

He made a few forced promises, but he was actually making other plans in his heart.

After all, the other party didn't even know who they were, they only knew Fatty's mobile phone number.

Fatty's life or death is uncertain in this situation, and they probably don't have much energy to focus on apologizing and making compensation right now.

The key is that they didn't cause any irreparable mistakes, no one was injured, and even everyone's luggage was intact.

The situation is favorable to them, right?
Just when he was thinking about this matter, Jiang Fan suddenly said: "How to take the road ahead?"

The flight attendant raised his head awkwardly and said: "Turn right, then go straight. When you see three poplar trees, turn left and you will find the main street. At the end of the main street, there is a hospital."

Jiang Fan's memory and driving skills are both top-notch. Within ten minutes, Jiang Fan saw the hospital logo.

This town is not big, especially since the distance between it and the city is less than 100 kilometers. There are seven or eight buses every day.

In the early years when commuting was inconvenient, the market in the center of the town had a fairly prosperous period.

But now, people generally go to the city to buy clothes and see a doctor. Apart from a few large supermarkets and fruit shops that are somewhat popular in the town, the remaining ones that have the most people coming and going are a few pharmacies.

Even abandoned hospitals don’t have as many people as community clinics.

Jiang Fan looked at the crowded hospital and asked a question that bothered him: "Are you sure this surgery can really be done?"

The flight attendant hesitated for a moment and whispered, "That's right? Someone I know had surgery here, even though it was a few years ago."

Jiang Fan turned around and looked at the driver behind him.

The driver's face had turned purple at this time, and his pupils were dilated.

There is only the last trace of consciousness left. If treated in time, there is still a glimmer of hope.

Otherwise, this person will definitely die within ten minutes.

Jiang Fan sighed and said: "Forget it, a dead horse is treated as a living horse doctor."

Jiang Fan drove the car directly to the door, then walked into the hospital and shouted: "Is there a nurse? Push a stretcher over here."

Several people who were collecting fees at the window on the first floor looked at him in confusion and didn't speak for a long time.

Jiang Fan looked at the mezzanine of the main door on the first floor. There was a hospital bed, which should be a formalistic thing prepared for a surprise inspection.

Jiang Fan asked: "If someone is injured, where is the emergency room?"

The cashier laughed: "You want first aid here? You can trust us, but we can't trust the doctor."

"We don't have a doctor who can perform surgery here. What do you think of asking people to come to the hospital in town for surgery?"

Jiang Fan looked serious.

The two toll collectors also consciously put away their joking expressions.

Said: "What's going on?"

Jiang Fan asked sternly: "There is no doctor who can perform surgery, but is there an operating room?"

The two people in the toll room looked at each other with hesitant expressions on their faces.

Finally, one of them said without confidence: "Yes, there is, but our operating room here has not been used for several years, so it may not be able to be used again, right?"

Jiang Fan felt helpless, and then asked: "It's okay, take me there now."

The toll collector's eyes widened for a moment: "Who are you? Why do you just say what you say?" Jiang Fan said: "The situation is special. I am a doctor. I have a patient on my hands who is seriously injured. I need to use the operating room to treat him. For emergency treatment, let me use your operating room."

Jiang Fan glanced at his watch. Four minutes had passed.

We can't waste any more time, otherwise Fatty won't be able to wake up in a while.

Jiang Fan didn't wait for the two people to answer, and directly pushed the stretcher to pick up the person.

Seeing that the situation was starting to get out of control, the two toll collectors had no choice but to find the dean in a hurry to solve the problem.

The dean was still sleeping in the office upstairs. He hurriedly came down in his white coat. In a hurry, his collar was still folded inside the coat and his hair was pushed up, but he didn't know it.

When the dean saw Jiang Fan coming, he immediately stretched out his hand to stop Jiang Fan: "Nonsense! This is our hospital, not a place for people like you to fool around."

"You, an outsider, want to perform an operation in our operating room? This has never happened before. Who will be responsible if something goes wrong?"

In fact, the dean has his own plan.

There are two aspects. On the one hand, the hospital's regulations explicitly prohibit outsiders from using their operating rooms, except for specially hired experts.

On the other hand, their operating room has not been used for several years, and many of the equipment in it were prepared a few years ago.

They usually only check whether basic facilities can be used normally. Many precision instruments are not used for several years, and they don't even know how to check them.

So, if something really goes wrong during the operation, how will this matter be solved?

The dean didn't know who the person in front of him was, although he could tell he was a character.

Jiang Fan thought for a while and said: "You are doctors, and you definitely don't want to watch your patients die in front of your eyes. You will have the reputation of not saving patients."

"I'm a doctor, but my other identity is a soldier. I'll have someone call you to prove my identity. Now let's arrange for us to enter the operating room."

The dean broke into cold sweat for a moment.

Jiang Fan showed his relevant documents and then took the person directly to the operating room.

The dean was left alone in the same place, disheveled in the wind.

Jiang Fan only discovered after arriving at the operating room that no wonder the dean was evasive when speaking.

This operating room can only be described as crude.

There is an operating table in the middle of the operating room, surrounded by only two instruments and covered with plastic sheets.

Jiang Fan:. . .

If it were anyone else, it would be really difficult to perform surgery in this environment.

But since it was Jiang Fan, he would find a way to overcome it.

Jiang Fan calmly put an oxygen mask on the man and prepared a medicine list.

"In three minutes, everything will be ready."

Jiang Fan hurriedly performed physical first aid on the fat man on the hospital bed and bought a few more minutes.

Then Jiang Fan dialed Deng Changxin's phone number. He kept the story short. Deng Changxin made it clear and he would solve the problem in a moment.

Three minutes later, the dean delivered the medicine Jiang Fan needed with a smile on his face.

But he said awkwardly: "I'm sorry, comrade, but the medicines are not very complete. We don't have all the medicines you gave us, so we have given you some medicines with similar properties. See if you can use them."