The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 125
Shangxianfang is a standard old-fashioned lane residence with relatively narrow passages. There are some shops on both sides of the road. Those who cut hair and sell clothes are all small ones. Unlike the big shops outside, this is an outside business. , live in the inner room by yourself.

It's very smoky when you walk here.

Zhou Qinghe walked in and asked the neighbors, and sure enough he got Xu Meifeng's address easily.

"Are you looking for a landlord? Here, it's the one on the corner." A slim woman who looked to be in her 30s and dressed quite pretty pointed the way to Zhou Qinghe.

While talking, he looked at Zhou Qinghe and said, "Sir, my accent sounds like he's from outside. What do you want to do with the landlord?"

"Thank you."

Zhou Qinghe nodded with a smile, stepped forward and knocked on the outer door.

"Come on, come on." As if he had been waiting inside, Zhou Qinghe knocked on the door, and a shout quickly came from inside.

After a while, the door opened. Xu Meifeng saw it was Zhou Qinghe, and her smile became even stronger: "Oh, is Dr. Zhou here?"

"Then I promised that I would definitely come."

"Yes, yes, come on, come in and talk."

Zhou Qinghe walked in and immediately smelled the aroma coming from the kitchen.

There are three prepared dishes on the table. They are attractive in color and look good.

"It smells so good. What delicious food does Aunt Xu cook?"

"Sweet and sour crucian carp, I made some home-cooked dishes. You can stay and have a light meal together later."

"What's the point of that?"

"What are you sorry for? It's just a simple meal. Just wait for me. I'll cook the fish first, otherwise it will burn."

"Well, Aunt Xu is busy, I just want to take a look."

"Ok."

Xu Meifeng went to the kitchen. Zhou Qinghe took a look at the environment inside the house. There was a room on the left, a staircase to the second floor next to it, a dining table on the right, and a kitchen on the right. There was a door in front. He took a look and saw that there was a yard outside. There is a back door to the yard.

The space is quite large.

It was inconvenient to go up to the second floor, and no one invited me.

In the kitchen, Xu Meifeng put the fish on a plate, glanced out, and muttered: "You should be back by the time you're here, why aren't you back today?"

Xu Meifeng murmured as she took the dishes out and put them on the table. She immediately changed her smile and said, "Dr. Zhou, shall I show you the room first?"

Zhou Qinghe smiled and nodded: "Okay."

"Come, come up with me and take a look."

Xu Meifeng went upstairs, pointed to the room on the second floor and said, "There are two rooms on the second floor. One is for my daughter, and the other is empty for some old things."

Then he went up to the third floor.

"The space on the third floor is quite big, look at it."

Zhou Qinghe responded: "It's quite big."

It is certainly big enough for a room, but interestingly, there is a small door next door, which should be a balcony outside.

"By the way, this is the balcony. Clothes are dried outside and so on. They are all here. Dr. Zhou, you can take a look too."

"Ok."

Zhou Qinghe entered the balcony and looked around. Not to mention, the view from the balcony was really good, and he could see the roads in three directions.

Regardless of whether you can live there or not, having an extra place to stay is actually not a bad thing. Zhou Qinghe likes this place quite a bit, it is very convenient.

As for living with others and having inconvenient access, this is simple. There are many reasons for doctors to want to go out.

I'm afraid Xu Meifeng's purpose is not to rent out the house.

It's strange. Looking at Xu Meifeng's appearance and her genes, her daughter won't be ugly. Isn't this too enthusiastic?

And there is a wealthy family with several houses.

Could it be that her husband is ugly?
Speaking of which, it is true that she has never met her husband.

"Aunt Xu, the house is very nice."

"Do you like it?" Xu Meifeng showed a smile on her face: "Then you can rent it."

Zhou Qinghe thought for a while and nodded, "Okay, I won't bother you anymore."

"Okay, okay, let's sign the contract."

"okay."

Zhou Qinghe followed Xu Meifeng downstairs. Xu Meifeng took out the rental contract that Zhang had prepared, signed it in one go, and paid ten yuan for the rent.
too cheap.

After signing the contract, Zhou Qinghe was about to leave, saying that he had other things to do, but Xu Meifeng started working as a foreigner.

"Stay and have a meal. Look, I've cooked the food."

"Are you sorry?"

"Why are you so embarrassed? Just eat here every day from now on. If you're embarrassed, just pay for the food. Whatever good things you eat out, rotten vegetables and leaves, just pick out the leftovers. You can eat at home with peace of mind."

"Okay, then I will interrupt."

"What's the interruption? Let's eat first. I don't know what's going on today. Usually Dandan should be back. Come on, Dr. Zhou, let's eat first."

As soon as Zhou Qinghe picked up the chopsticks, there was a noise outside the door.

Bang, bang, knock on the door.

"Maybe Dandan is back, I'll open the door." Xu Meifeng opened the door, and Ma Qingqing appeared at the door: "Hello, is Dr. Zhou here?"

Zhou Qinghe Wen Yan walked out: "How did you find this place?"

Ma Qingqing winked and said with a smile: "Business is coming to me."

Zhou Qinghe understood that the disaster had lasted for thousands of years and his life should not be cut off. In the end, it fell into his hands.

Ma Qingqing is very smart. She just met Aunt Xu and heard a few words from him, and she was able to find her way here.

Immediately he said: "Aunt Xu, I have a patient, I have to go over and take a look right away."

"I understand, I understand, it's important to save people." Xu Meifeng's own daughter is a doctor. Of course she understands, and she smiles and nods.

"Then I'll go first."

Zhou Qinghe and Ma Qingqing walked out quickly: "Which hospital?"

"Gongji Hospital."

Zhou Qinghe took his surgery box, asked for a rickshaw, and rushed directly to Gongji Hospital.

After asking at the front desk, I went up to the third floor and was stopped by Japanese soldiers.

"Your, what work?"

"It's my job as a doctor." Zhou Qinghe echoed casually, speaking in Japanese: "Mr. Du invited me here."

Can you speak Japanese?The Japanese soldier asked in surprise: "Japanese? Chinese?"

"Graduated from Tokyo Imperial University School of Medicine."

"Oh formidable."

The Japanese soldier took a high look and said, "Wait, I'll report it."

Not long after, Du Yuesheng appeared in the corridor and said with a smile: "Dr. Zhou, I'm really sorry for calling you here in a hurry. There is really an important patient. He is the Japanese ambassador to Shanghai. Please see if there is anything we can do. "

Zhou Qinghe nodded: "Then let's see the patient first."

"Okay, please." Du Yuesheng raised his hand.

However, the Japanese soldier stopped Zhou Qinghe: "Doctor, I'm sorry, there are important people inside. You need to be examined. All dangerous items cannot be carried."

"There's nothing to check." Zhou Qinghe opened the box with a chuckle: "The doctor brings only knives. Do you think the examination is meaningful?"

Of course, knives were not allowed to be carried, as this would pose a threat to the commander, but it seemed normal for the doctor to carry them, and the Japanese soldiers were a little confused.

Zhejiang said: "Then I will keep it first and return it to you if necessary."

Zhou Qinghe shook his head: "No, as a doctor, you must not let the knife out of sight. If someone poisons the knife, do you think that as a doctor, you can still tell it clearly?"

"How could I poison you?"

"Of course I believe in your loyalty, but I also have my principles, so be it." Zhou Qinghe handed over the box: "You keep the things, and then you follow me, don't leave my sight, for the sake of safety, hurry up We still have time to treat His Excellency the Ambassador."

After thinking about it, the Japanese soldier nodded: "Okay."

"Then let's go."

With an understatement, Zhou Qinghe averted his attention. He didn't hide anything on his body. He was just testing it this time to see how rigorous the Japanese soldier was.

It seems to be just average, and he actually forgot to search him.

There will be no shortage of interactions with Japanese people in the future. Set rules for them. Doctors just won’t accept body searches.

Zhou Qinghe followed Du Yuesheng through the corridor and finally saw Fujita Yuna in front of the ward.

Du Yuesheng introduced: "Sir Fujita, this is our Chinese doctor, Dr. Zhou."

When Fujita Yumei saw Zhou Qinghe, he just felt strange. He couldn't understand, what was going on in Du Yuesheng's mind when he introduced such a young person to him?
He just glanced at it and then looked away, "Let's take a look."

The military doctor on the side did not stop him. To put it bluntly, this was a political show. He could understand that Chief Fujita was just making friends with Du Yuesheng. As for this doctor, he was a country doctor.

Zhou Qinghe entered the room and began a physical examination, asking about his condition.

The specific onset of the disease started yesterday. After the SH City Government held a press conference yesterday, Hase Incheon felt angina pectoris. He took nitroglycerin and recovered quickly.

He didn't sleep much last night, and his heart pain continued to worsen in the morning. Zhou Qinghe expected that seeing the photos would make him even more unbearable.

He planned to go to the hospital at noon, but unexpectedly the entrance to the embassy was blocked. Hase Incheon had to give an explanation, otherwise he would not be let go.

And at this moment, someone threw the crotch cloth on his head. The reporter was snapping photos, thinking that there would be headlines tomorrow. Who knows that Hase Incheon didn't know whether it was without smashing it? I still smelled it and fainted.

Miserable.

Kukukuku.

Doctors from any country have made the diagnosis of myocardial infarction, but the difficulty now is treatment.

As Zhou Qinghe guessed, there is no way to cure myocardial infarction.

There is no solution to this thing. Without his intervention, I am afraid there will be no solution in another 30 years.

When Zhou Qinghe walked out of the door, Du Yuesheng asked hurriedly: "How is it? Is there anything Dr. Zhou can do?"

Zhou Qinghe paused and nodded: "There are still ways."

As soon as he said this, not only Du Yuesheng's eyes showed joy, but after a simple recommendation, he didn't expect Zhou Qinghe to really have a way.

Even Fujita Yuna's eyes lit up and he stared at Zhou Qinghe: "What can you do?"

However, the Japanese military doctor seemed to have his authority questioned and immediately said: "It's impossible, what can you do?"

Zhou Qinghe glanced at him and asked strangely: "You don't want the people inside to be treated?"

"Nonsense, how could I think that."

"Then you can do it?"

"I do not have."

"Then why do you question me?"

"There is absolutely no way to cure a heart attack. You don't need to talk nonsense here."

After the military doctor finished speaking, he explained to Fujita Yuna: "Sir Fujita, there is absolutely no way to treat myocardial infarction. This person is definitely a liar."

"This military doctor, Dr. Zhou, was brought by me. Are you saying that I brought a liar?" Du Yusheng was not happy.

The military doctor sneered, "Mr. Du, maybe you don't know that this man is a liar."

"Okay, what can you do?" Fujita Yuna asked.

Zhou Qinghe stretched out a finger: "There is a blood vessel here. The problem of myocardial infarction is actually that the blood inside has coagulated and formed a blood clot, causing the blood to not flow. Have you seen duck blood? Animal blood If it is left outside for a while, it will form clots, and it is this kind of blood clots that will block the passage, prevent blood from passing through, and cause problems for the person."

Fujita Yuna nodded, indicating that he understood.

Zhou Qinghe continued: "What I have to do is to dissolve the blood clot, and then the problem will be solved naturally." It sounded easy. Fujita Yuna looked at the military doctor and waited for confirmation.

The military doctor looked like he was listening to the scriptures, "Can you dissolve the blood clot?"

"Not necessarily, I haven't tried it, but I can try it. Do you want to try it?"

One of the principles of doctors is not to take any guarantee.

"How to try?"

"Thoracotomy."

"Tell me first how you remove the blood clot."

Zhou Qinghe smiled lightly and said, "I don't need to tell you this."

"You" the military doctor glared at Zhou Qinghe, then turned to look at Fujita Yuna: "Sir, this is unbelievable. I have never heard of any theory of removing blood clots."

Fujita Yuna was silent for a while. He had different considerations from the military doctor. He understood what Dr. Zhou just explained the principle, at least he explained it clearly.

This made him feel like there was a possibility.

"How sure are you?"

"It's meaningless to talk about certainty. If you succeed, you will live or die. At this point, he is already a dead man." Zhou Qinghe said calmly: "If you want to do it, hurry up. The later you wake up, the worse the effect will be."

Fujita Yuna thought for a moment and nodded: "Please."

"Sir Fujita." The military doctor was anxious.

"No need to say it, just do it."

"Okay, then I'll make preparations. Mr. Du, do me a favor and call the clinic for me. I'm used to using my own assistant."

"Ok."

"We have the best nurses and aides here," the military doctor said.

"I like mine."

Zhou Qinghe looked at the military doctor, "But I really need your help. I need something to make a homemade medical device."

"What? You want to make your own equipment?" The military doctor was shocked.

Zhou Qinghe hummed, and there were some things that he really didn’t have. It was too troublesome to have a heart attack surgery these days, so he didn’t have everything he wanted.

For example, there is no need to think about the bracket. There is no such thing, and you can't even find a substitute.

When a coronary atherosclerotic plaque ruptures, without the support of the stent, the artery will easily become narrowed after the blood clot is removed, and a myocardial infarction will still occur in the future.

But let’s just say it’s a joke. It’s just another surgery, and people can always live.

To him, as long as the Japanese wake up, it's done.

Without a stent, some surgeries cannot be performed, so the next best thing is to perform balloon dilatation.

Since it is called balloon dilation, it requires a device called a balloon.

nor.

But if you think about it, this balloon can still be made by yourself.

There are a lot of things in the French Concession, so combining them together is not a big problem.

After the things were found, Zhou Qinghe made a homemade balloon in the office, and the Japanese military doctor became curious.

"What are you doing?"

"You can look, but don't talk, I'm easily distracted." Zhou Qinghe looked at the small thing in front of him and said unhurriedly: "As you can see, this thing is very small and can be broken if you are not careful. "

Zhou Qinghe is really careful. This thing is about the same thickness as a blood vessel. The principle is to penetrate into the blood vessel and expand the blood vessel. The diameter of the blood vessel that was originally blocked becomes larger, and the blood flow resumes, and then the blood clot is dissolved, or Bring it out and be completely done.

Very sophisticated little thing.

"Where did you learn it?" the military doctor was still questioning.

Zhou Qinghe didn't even raise his head: "Self-taught, study more about blood vessels, you can do it too."

I can't believe it, but the military doctor didn't understand. "How are you sure it's a atheroma problem? There's no conclusion in the medical community. Who taught you this?"

He talked so much that Zhou Qinghe was too lazy to be his teacher and slowly worked on his own stuff.

The military doctor didn't believe it at all.

This doctor must be a liar.

Yes, heart surgery has been done, but no one has ever succeeded.

And there is a huge problem. The cause of myocardial infarction is blood vessel blockage. Everyone knows this, but how to locate which blood vessel is the problem?
Do you want to poke them one by one?By the time he stabbed him, he would have been dead.

"almost."

Zhou Qinghe walked out with the gadget in his hand: "Sir Fujita, I will start the operation. Is the person here?"

"Already prepared in the operating room." Knowing that he was asking the nurse, the answer was Du Yuesheng.

"Ok."

"Is this what you rely on?" Fujita Yuna asked.

"Well, just rely on this thing, don't talk anymore, hurry up."

Zhou Qinghe walked to the operating room.

"I want to watch the whole process." The military doctor believed that Zhou Qinghe must be a liar.

"No." Zhou Qinghe shook his head: "If you look at it, I won't do it."

"Sir Fujita, I must watch."

"Forget it, let him do it." Fujita just wanted people to wake up.

"Thank you for understanding."

Zhou Qinghe nodded and walked into the operating room.

The next operation is a unique secret, which is the crystallization of human wisdom. If Little Japan wants to learn it, it is not that easy.

"Okay, I'll open the chest and prepare for angiography after the chest opening."

"What is angiography?"

Not to mention the Japanese, even Ma Qingqing didn't know what radiography was.

Zhou Qinghe picked up a bottle of something. There was already a contrast agent, but it wasn't called by this name, and no one knew that it could also be used for angiography.

Equipped with an X-ray machine, the contrast agent flows into the blood vessels. Wherever it does not show up, it means that the blood vessels are blocked.

Finding it was a breeze.

After seeing that everyone in the operating room was his own, Zhou Qinghe held the knife and spoke.

"Start the operation."

This operation is very long, including thoracotomy, intraoperative angiography, and blood vessel opening. Due to the backwardness and lack of equipment, the doctor needs great patience and physical strength to cope with all possible accidents.

When he met Zhou Qinghe, Hase Incheon's luck in his life was all gone.

No one can do this job except him.

From now on, I will count on him to repay the favor of saving my life.

Heart surgery, no matter what, Changgu Incheon can be included in medical textbooks.

Outside the door, the military doctor was angry at Chief Fujita's casualness. It would be better to let the German doctor come.

It's also very itchy, and I can't see what's going on inside, which makes me really scratch my head.

"Chief Fujita, I think I need to supervise the Chinese."

Fujita Yuna was too lazy to pay attention to him. For him, since the operation had begun, what he needed was a result.

It doesn't matter whether the military doctor can see it or not.

"Sir Fujita, Dr. Zhou has very strong medical skills and he also returned from studying in Japan." Du Yuesheng smiled to ease the tense atmosphere.

Fujita obviously has no interest, not to mention those who came back from studying in Japan, even those who are orthodox in Japan.

He only cares about the final result.

Time passed minute by minute, extremely long.

From slightly dark to late at night.

The entire corridor was unusually quiet.

Until the operating room door opens.

Fujita Yuming stood up on the bench and looked at Zhou Qinghe who came out.

Zhou Qinghe's face showed obvious fatigue, so he had to pretend to look like it, right?

This is called hard work.

Of course the credit cannot be less.

Otherwise there is no point in hard work.

"The operation was successful." Zhou Qinghe said softly.

"Impossible!" The military doctor didn't believe it.

It must be a lie, how is this possible?

It is unheard of that heart surgery can be successful for myocardial infarction. No one in the world can do it.

He immediately ran towards the operating room.

When Fujita Yuna heard these words, he believed that what Zhou Qinghe said must be true, so a smile appeared on his dull face: "Very good, very good, thank you very much."

Zhou Qinghe swallowed his saliva and continued: "The patient will be pushed out later. He will need a period of observation and rest after the operation. Don't let him be stimulated again. He must be calm. It is best not to let irrelevant people come into contact with him. he."

"I see."

"There is also a follow-up diet. I will make a recipe. You must eat according to my recipe."

"clear."

"Okay, then I'll leave first. Your own doctors should probably be able to take care of you later." Zhou Qinghe glanced at the military doctor and then looked away.

But Fujita Yuna didn't think so, "Dr. Zhou, don't worry about anything. I would like to ask you to help me take care of Mr. Hase. I will definitely give you a generous consultation fee."

Zhou Qinghe smiled lightly: "I'm sorry, I have my own clinic. If there is any abnormality, you can send someone to ask me to see you, but I can't stay here 24 hours a day. My clinic is in the French Concession, not too far away. , I hope Chief Fujita understands.”

Zhou Qinghe didn't need to show enthusiasm, just let nature take its course.

"Okay then." Fujita didn't mean to force him, he just said, "If anything goes wrong, I hope Dr. Zhou can arrive as soon as possible."

"I will."

Fujita waved his hand, and his subordinates came over. Fujita talked about the consultation fee.

The subordinate immediately took out 500 yen: "Is it enough?"

"Mr. Du originally asked me to come here. He will give it to me. I won't accept your money."

Zhou Qinghe gave Du Yuesheng a hand and gave him a chance to show his face in front of the Japanese.

After all, it was Du Yuesheng's recommendation that gave him the opportunity to come this time.

Everyone helps each other.

500 yen, who do you look down on?
Du Yuesheng immediately said with a smile: "Chief Fujita is too polite. Mr. Hase is my friend. I will give Dr. Zhou a consultation fee afterwards."

"Then I'll leave first." Zhou Qinghe nodded and left.

"Thank you for your hard work. I'll send someone to take you back."

Fujita Yumei made his move, and his trusted subordinates quickly stepped forward to clear the way for Zhou Qinghe.

(End of this chapter)