The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 150 Famous
In a flash, it was three days later.

The concession was very lively these three days. When Zhou Qinghe went out to find a job, he could hear citizens criticizing the Japanese Black Dragon Club from time to time.

"The Japanese themselves have admitted it, how can this be fake?"

"The little devil is so hateful. He has done so many bad things."

The city government came forward and posted the indictment report of the Mitsui Club manager who was arrested by Jiang Wen, admitting that the Black Dragon Society had kidnapped and assassinated in the Shanghai area.

Inoue Noaki, who died in the hospital, was also revealed by Xiangli to be the leader of the Black Dragon Society.

The Black Dragon Society trains students in Japan and teaches Chinese in order to come to China to deal with the Chinese. The government came forward to give Inoue Noaki a detailed resume of all the things the Black Dragon Society did from multiple angles and pictures.

The riot at the train station was Inoue Akira's conspiracy to frame the Chinese government as a thug.

Okay, now, there is no need to explain why Inoue Noaki is still dead while lying in the hospital.

The citizens are excited!
They can ignore other things, but robbing caravans and then hoarding them, taking the opportunity to raise prices, is particularly hateful.

They not only cursed, but also took action. The Japanese Military Police Headquarters did not dare to do anything, and the Gongji Hospital was in dire straits.

Gongji Hospital has received a lot of gifts in the past two days. For example, a dragon dance team danced at the entrance of Gongji Hospital. There was a photo of Inoue Noaki hanging on the lion's head. The dance was very festive and it was so joyful. New Year's Eve.

Then a suona troupe invited by an unknown wealthy businessman who had been kidnapped played farewell songs from morning till night all day long.

Although this is a concession, you can't say he is causing trouble, right?

Patrolman India Asan can't do anything.

The British and Americans didn't care, because some of the things that Xiangli exposed were related to them, such as the warehouse being robbed, and the British and American businessmen being extorted.

They also want to give this breath, and give it a good blow to the Japanese to die.

But what the hell is this a hospital?People are dying inside every day, and you are playing such joyful songs outside, who are you to blame?

The people who came to the hospital were all wealthy people. Many of them were angry and had no place to vent their anger. They vented it all on the Japanese, and the Japanese consulate's phone lines were disconnected.

The Japanese were furious.

As soon as the clarification was made, the public opinion turned directly to Inoue's death, and all the attacks were directed at them.

Fujita Yuna has been under great pressure in recent days and has a bad temper.

An interrogation message from the military department has arrived, asking him what happened to the deaths of 100 military policemen.

Moreover, Inoue Noaki's classmates in the military department must have exerted their efforts, claiming that Inoue Noaki's Black Dragon Society has done a lot for the empire. Now Inoue Noaki's classmates have joined forces with the political opponents of the military department, and the military department requires him to give Inoue Noaki gave an explanation and found the murderer.

Fujita called Kojima Kumaichi over with a sullen face.

"When can you give me the results?"

When Kojima Bear looked at Fujita's dark face, he felt a little suffocated by the pressure. It had only been three days, and you were already in such a hurry?
But he does have a solution.

"I have already taken action, and I should have a result on your desk in the next two days."

This made Fujita feel better, but he still urged him a few words, and there must be something real to put on the table.

Zhou Qinghe had nothing to do these two days.

A group of his subordinates were sent back to Nanjing, and now he only has three of them.

One Liu Kai works as an errand, one sells cigarettes in front of the International Hotel, and one hangs white underwear in Shangxianfang.

There is no need to take any action until the new person arrives.

Next, the focus of his work is to wait for people to arrive, bury people in the concession, and develop people among the Japanese. This is the important thing.

The Black Dragon Society's fighting and killing is to clear the place, but the important thing in the future is intelligence work.

We must find a way to bury people inside the Japanese military police headquarters and the intelligence agency of the Japanese military headquarters.

Of course, if you follow the trend, you still have to make money.

Zhou Qinghe happily listened to the curses from the people in the restaurant, and then went to find Zhang Xiaolin.

Zhang Xiaolin informed him that all the first batch of machines had arrived and the factory was about to open.

As for the materials, they have arrived a long time ago. It is much faster to ship them from Japan than from Germany.

Zhou Qinghe called a rickshaw and went directly to Zhang Xiaolin's house.

Zhang Xiaolin gambled at night and had to smoke a big cigarette after gambling. When he got up, he had to have another one. By the time he regained his energy, it was already noon.

When Zhou Qinghe arrived, Zhang Xiaolin happened to be eating.

Now the bodyguards and guards of Zhang Xiaolin's house are very familiar with Zhou Qinghe. When Zhou Qinghe comes in, they all talk about Dr. Zhou, who is very warm and respectful.

Who doesn't know that this is his brother Zhang?
"Come on, come on, it just happened, let's have something together." Zhang Xiaolin was enjoying a meal at the dinner table.

Despite my age, I still have a good appetite.

"You have what you eat."

Zhou Qinghe declined, asked for a cup of tea, and then took out twelve parts design drafts from his bag.

"I brought the drawings."

Once the machine arrived, all that was left was production. He would definitely have to produce the prototypes himself, which were all drawn according to what he remembered.

"Just let them produce according to these things. Make a sample of each and let me take a look first."

Zhang Xiaolin glanced at it, how could he understand this?

So he called the chief engineer of the future factory, a 40-year-old German Jew. His name was too long, so Zhou Qinghe shortened it and called him Otto.

Learn a little bit about Otto’s resume.

Zhou Qinghe was amazed.

Otto turned out to be an engineer for a German aerospace manufacturing company. He was a well-liked drinker and lived a very wanton life.

However, because Germany passed a bill in 35 that defined Jews, all Germans with more than one Jewish grandparent will be regarded as Jews.

And a Jew does not deserve to be a German.

For example, it was considered a crime for a Jew to have sexual relations with a non-Jew, and a series of bills such as this fundamentally deprived a Jew of his basic rights as a German national.

Can't even sleep with women?

As a talented person and a leader among Jews, Otto should never tolerate this kind of discrimination!
Mainly because he was fired from the company.

Also, his wife is a non-Jew.

The latter point is particularly fatal.

Every time you sleep in the future, you commit a crime.

He couldn't bear it anymore, so he came to China.

"Brother Zhang, I didn't expect that you have talented people from all over the world, including those who build airplanes?" Zhou Qinghe turned around and praised.

Are you going to rebel?
Zhang Xiaolin looked slightly satisfied: "That's right, there is no one in the concession that I can't find. When you said you wanted to open a factory, I thought that such an expensive instrument must have a few capable people to check it. It just so happened that Germany The machine is equipped with German engineers who build airplanes. It shouldn’t be a problem to use our machine, right, Otto.”

"I am from Germany, but I am now from Shanghai." Otto said seriously: "Give me some time to get familiar with it, and I will be able to get started quickly. Machinery is not a problem for me."

Although it can be considered a professional counterpart, Zhou Qinghe didn't say much. After all, for a talent who can build airplanes, theoretically building a scalpel can be considered a dimensionality reduction blow.

Even if you don't know how to make surgical instruments, you can just raise one. It's not that you can't afford it, and you will need it sooner or later.

But he had a question: "You build airplanes, which is also a high-end industry. It stands to reason that you can make a living in other countries. The world is so big and China is so poor. Why did you choose to come to China?"

Otto replied:
"I know that China is a fledgling country facing war and has a huge demand for aircraft manufacturing. I believe that I will be able to find a high-paying job in China."

The reasons are sound and certainly well thought out.

"Then what are you doing now?"

"Haircut."

".what?"

Zhou Qinghe stared in surprise: "What are you doing? What kind of hair?"

"Haircut."

Otto patted his lapel calmly, "If you hire me, as my boss, as a token of my gratitude to you, I can give you a haircut for free once a month. Of course, twice is not unreasonable." Can."

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Your conditions are really valuable.

No more than one yuan for one haircut, two yuan for two haircuts, how can you bribe the examiner like this?

"Why did you go get a haircut?" Zhou Qinghe was puzzled.

Otto shrugged helplessly: "I thought a lot before choosing to come to China and Shanghai, but I thought less about it."

"Which point?"

"The Nanjing government is cooperating with the damn Germans. They don't dare to want Jews."

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It really is!
Zhou Qinghe understood immediately. He would never dare to do this. Who would offend such a powerful Germany for an engineer?

After all, the troops at the principal's place are all German consultants and German weapon masters.

"Then you can go to other manufacturing factories?"

"I have to say this, ordinary factories are really shady, and the money they give me is not enough to feed me."

Otto was really helpless. He was ready to work with the female workers in the textile industry, but his income was not enough to live in the concession. "I have a wife and daughter to support, and I need a job with a good income. Mr. Zhang told me that if you are willing to hire me, the income will be no less than 100 yuan a month. I hope it is true."

An airplane manufacturer only costs 100 yuan. Zhou Qinghe burst into tears. It was too cheap.

Zhou Qinghe handed over the blueprint: "Take a look at this first. Can you build it?"

Otto took the drawings and looked at them. The first drawing was the vascular stent drawn by Zhou Qinghe.

"I need to give it a try, but it should be fine." Otto quickly answered.

"Okay, then it's up to you. If you build it, I'll give you 200 yuan a month."

Zhou Qinghe likes to throw money at people.

Otto glanced at Zhang Xiaolin, who was still eating, and said seriously: "Can we set off?"

"What are you in a hurry for?" Zhang Xiaolin didn't expect that anyone would dare to urge him to eat.

Are you afraid of being poor?

Otto was indeed afraid of poverty. Life in the concession was expensive, and he had a wife and children to support. Life was under great pressure.

But the boss didn’t dare to push it.

"Don't worry, as long as you build it, 200 yuan is just the beginning. From now on, your salary will be increased every year." Zhou Qinghe comforted you.

Otto glanced at Zhou Qinghe's hair and said, "Boss, you have nothing to do. How about I give you a haircut first?"

Getting a haircut is like signing a contract, right?

After Zhang Xiaolin finished eating, the group went to the factory and watched brand-new machines being transported into the factory.

As the chief engineer, Otto immediately communicated with the technical experts sent from Germany.

After quickly mastering the use of the machine, it was followed by a trial run. Three hours later, the first product had been processed.

"Boss, do you think it's okay?" Otto took the processed items and sent them to Zhou Qinghe for inspection.

This is a very delicate gadget. How big can something placed in a blood vessel be?
It is a metal, but you can knead it at will, and it will spring back after you squeeze it.

Zhou Qinghe tried it and was a little excited. With this thing, most of the blood vessel problems can be solved, and many surgeries can be performed.

"That's right, just do it this way. According to the drawings I gave you, 50 will be produced first."

"Okay, what's next?" Otto asked.

"Rest next."

"what?"

Without a plan for mass production, Otto felt like he was about to lose his job after working half a day.
Seeing his expression, Zhou Qinghe smiled, took out 200 from his pocket and handed it over: "If I don't fire you, we still need to promote the product, and we'll do it after we get the order, right?"

Only then did Otto understand.

"How much can this thing sell for?"

"Things are not valuable, but the craftsmanship is valuable, hahahaha."

Zhou Qinghe and Zhang Xiaolin looked at each other and walked out with high-spirited smiles.

With this thing, a monopoly industry has been created out of thin air, and the pricing power is still in their hands.

Calling multiple people depends on each person.

Gringos want to see a doctor and have to spend money.

"Brother, what happens next is up to you."

Once the things are there, the next step is the customer base. The US$200 million invested has to be recouped.

Zhou Qinghe didn't spend any money on advertising. No matter how small a mosquito's legs are, they are still meat. Isn't this like Zhang Xiaolin?Let him do the publicity.

"Don't worry, I have clearly arranged the newspaper for you to ensure that all the wealthy businessmen know that you can save lives. Once this news spreads, foreigners will have to fly to see you for medical treatment. By then, your brother, I want to It’s hard not to get rich.”

"We're going to make a fortune together."

"Yes, yes, let's make a fortune together."

As soon as Zhang Xiaolin took action, the news that a great surgeon had emerged from the concession spread throughout Shanghai.

The next day, all newspapers in Shanghai published on their front pages the story that Zhou Qinghe treated the Japanese ambassador for myocardial infarction and the operation was successful.

As soon as this incident came out, ordinary people had no idea what it meant, and they had never even heard of myocardial infarction.

But among the medical community in Shanghai and the foreign doctors in the concession, this news was no less than an eight-magnitude earthquake, causing everyone to be in an uproar.

The doctor group was immediately in a panic.

They didn't know about the Japanese ambassador's surgery a while ago, but they never knew who did it, thinking it was the Japanese's own doctor.

After all, Japanese medical skills are indeed good.

However, the Japanese have never revealed the specific news. Whether it was a myocardial infarction is just a rumor, but today, all this was directly confirmed.

The proof is like a mountain!

The Japanese ambassador personally stood up and praised Zhou Qinghe's medical skills in the interview for being very good!
Of course, at the same time, I did not forget to point out that Zhou Qinghe returned from studying in Japan and received their Japanese education to reach this level.

The latter part is not important, how can a doctor not understand that?Who can understand even a little bit of knowledge?There are many people studying in Japan, let alone those studying in Japan, even the Japanese themselves do not have a single surgical expert who can do myocardial infarction.

Myocardial infarction, heart surgery, the pearl in the history of surgery, was actually won by a Chinese!
The world's first heart surgery was really completed!
For a moment, people who couldn't believe it, who wanted to know whether the news was accurate, and pilgrims came to the clinic on Jiafei Road in the French Concession.

It’s not even a hospital!It’s just the humble Fifty Ping Clinic. This is the place that gave birth to the greatest miracle in the history of medicine?
Ma Qingqing started attending the clinic early in the morning, thinking that it would be another boring day. After all, there was no business, so she studied Japanese behind the reception desk.

"Why are you crying? Moxi Moxi, Malu Yelang!"

As a result, she was shocked by the sudden crowd.

One after another, they pointed furtively on the opposite road, and then some people couldn't help but entered the door with smiling faces, looked around, and then asked with a smile: "Is Dr. Zhou doing this?"

"Do you want to see a doctor? The consultation fee starts at 200."

The person opposite smiled. It was so expensive, but if you think about it carefully, if it is heart No. 1, it is not expensive, not expensive at all.

Immediately afterwards, people came in one after another.

Ma Qingqing was confused at first. Is business so good today?

As soon as I asked, I found out that they were all here to pay their respects.

What can I watch without paying for it?

There were two people she couldn't ignore.

Zhang Xiaolin took the lead with two middle-aged people, followed by a bunch of middle-aged people, including Minister Liu from the Shanghai Ministry of Health and Secretary Ma from the Municipal Government. The rest were a few professors from medical schools and directors of surgery.

Zhou Qinghe received the notice and was shocked when he came to the clinic. There were so many people.

It was actually similar to the day when the Qing Gang came to cause trouble. There were doctors, nurses, people watching the excitement, and a few people from the government after the trouble was over.

Zhou Qinghe deliberately mentioned the people from the government and subtly asked Zhang Xiaolin to call them.

Zhou Qinghe had expected this fame.

Although his time in Nanjing was short, there must be people who knew him, and there would be no problem for now. But if he left it alone, in the long run, once someone from the Nanjing Secret Service was arrested, he would not be safe here.

This problem must be solved.

The solution is to become famous.

And it's famous.

Hidden away from the city, things need to be done in several steps. Today is just the first step.

"Brother Zhou, here we come."

A group of people inside were laughing and looking around the 50-square-meter clinic. It seemed like a flower could be seen in the bigger place.

As soon as they heard Zhang Xiaolin greeting the visitor, everyone's eyes immediately turned to Zhou Qinghe at the door.

So young.

Several surgical experts looked at each other and began to feel a little confused.

This young man is not like an expert, and he is an expert in heart.

However, if it is fake, the Japanese Consulate has helped to support it, so it can’t be fake, right?

Zhou Qinghe responded with a smile: "Brother Zhang, who are these?"

Zhang Xiaolin introduced.

Secretary-General Ma stretched out his hand with a smile: "The land of China is full of talented people. It is really a blessing for our generation to have young talents like Dr. Zhou. I believe that not only domestically, but also internationally, Dr. Zhou will become famous in no time." "

Although the surgical experts had doubts about Zhou Qinghe, the two leaders believed in Zhou Qinghe because it was very simple to look at the problem from their perspective.

If Zhou Qinghe didn't have this ability, the Japanese Consulate would never let him stand on this stage.

"Thank you, Secretary-General Ma, for the compliment."

Zhou Qinghe's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant. He didn't need any compliments. Others should be complimented.

After chatting enthusiastically for a while, Minister Liu from the Ministry of Health also talked about the purpose of his visit.

"Dr. Zhou, I am here with Secretary-General Ma this time, and I also want to invite you to join the Ministry of Health and take up the position of deputy minister. What do you think?"

(End of this chapter)