The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 23 Methods
Hot, really hot.

Fortunately, there was a breeze coming towards me. I don't know if it was the fragrant breeze blowing from the Qinhuai River.

Running is no stranger to Zhou Qinghe. For a doctor of medicine, he quickly scientifically controlled his breathing rhythm when running, just one or two laps around the training ground.

The body began to sweat, and Zhou Qinghe felt a sense of pleasure while running. This was when adrenaline and dopamine began to be secreted in the body, allowing the body to experience the pleasure of exercise.

Not to mention that persistent running can be addictive, because many things in life are delayed gratification or even unsatisfied.

But running, the pleasure is satisfied in time.

Not tired, continue.

On the other side, Wang Yongxian looked around at other facilities in the venue, thinking about the follow-up plan.

When he was done observing, he returned to the training ground and found a stone bench to sit down.

Looking at the figure running in the field, well, the speed is pretty good, the pace is good, and the breath doesn't look messy, so he probably isn't a soft-footed shrimp, so he lost his sight and thought about his own experience.

He had a glorious life and had great ambitions. When he was young, he felt that he could work steadily and rise step by step.

Equipped with martial arts skills, go into battle and fight, staining the battlefield with blood, and you will make great achievements right now!

If you are lucky enough to become a major general, brigade commander and division commander, if you are lucky, it is not impossible to become a lieutenant general and commander.

Who knew it would be the end of a fucking captain.

Then he was not promoted, he was dismissed due to conflicts, and there were changes in his family. Under the heavy blow, even though he thought he was tough, he felt tired.

There is also grievance.

Someone from the Secret Service came to recruit him to go to Nanjing, and he agreed after thinking about it.

It doesn't matter if you come to Nanjing, the hospitals here are good and it's easier to treat your mother.

And I heard that the secret service has a lot of extra money, so you can also save some money to marry a wife.

Who knew that he would be tricked again and followed by a young man?
After finally making mental preparations to make some extra money, what happened to the medical stocks?

Fortunately, Section Chief Zeng's words when he left really woke him up, and he was really dumbfounded when he looked at the barracks.

Such a young chief always has a few tricks up his sleeve.

We need to get our brains back, create a new unit, and try our best again.

We need to settle down as soon as possible, find a good place to live, and bring my mother over
It's so hot.

Wang Yong raised his head and glanced at the bright sun in the sky. At some point, the sun almost moved to the center.

Wang Yong was stunned, how long has it been?

He looked at his watch, it was 11 o'clock.

Then he looked at the people in the field.

Although the pace is a bit slower than before, it is still steady, and the breath is slightly rough, but the rhythm is still controlled. Except that the clothes and pants have been darkened by sweat, there is not much difference.

How can a newbie run at this speed for an hour? Am I going to get heat stroke?

You can still fucking run?

"Okay, slow down and stop." He stepped forward and interrupted.

"Huh." Zhou Qinghe stopped, his legs still maintaining a running posture.

"Aren't you tired?" Wang Yong didn't understand.

"It's okay, I'm just a little thirsty."

Zhou Qinghe is very satisfied with his current physical condition. How many doctors want a young and healthy body? This surgeon understands it very well.

Once you reach a certain age and your hands are shaking and you can't stand still, you have no choice but to leave the operating room.

"Then let's rest and go and drink some water."

"it is good."

"Have a rest, move the stone pier later, and have a meal after moving."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Zhou Qinghe returned to the Secret Service.

"Senior."

"Hey, I'm back. It's quite early."

When Gu Zhiyan saw the two of them coming in, he came out from behind the table and asked Wang Yong with a smile: "How are you doing, Chief Zhou?"

"He's practiced very well, Chief." Wang Yong paused, his expression slightly distorted.

Gu Zhiyan heard the pause in Wang Yong's words and explained: "Chief Zhou is a scholar and a surgeon. It is normal that he is not good at that. You need to be more patient and practice with him."

"Yes."

Wang Yong's mouth twitched, Zhou Qinghe was not good at it?
Chief Zhou's endurance is that of a veteran who has been training for many years. Although the effects of strength training are not immediately visible, it can be seen that his physical fitness is excellent.He has now been forced to change his plan, and combat tactics must be introduced into the course in advance.

I have never seen such a freak, but I should say it or not, it is so satisfying to teach such a person, and the improvement is visible to the naked eye.

Great sense of accomplishment.

However, Zhou Qinghe said that his training content and actual situation were not allowed to be disclosed and were kept strictly confidential.

He agreed immediately.

"I think, when the time comes, I will teach you more about Zhou Gu's long spear technique. He is a surgeon, so his hands must be steady." Gu Zhiyan suggested.

"Yes, I will definitely do my best."

Having said this, Wang Yong is really looking forward to Zhou Qinghe's performance.

Time is tight today, so I really didn’t have time to practice my marksmanship.

"Okay, let's set off first and chat on the way."

The three of them left the Secret Service building and saw Qi Wei coming in with a lot of people.

"Chief Qi, have you just come back?" Gu Zhiyan greeted.

"Well, are you going out?"

After chatting for a while, Qi Wei led the people through the door.

"Chief Qi is really working hard. In the past two days, I have always seen that the operations department leaves early and comes back late to get on the bus. Let's go too."

"I'm probably checking the hospital's black market drugs."

"Well, it's possible. There are too many people here. If we check the medicine, most of the operations department is empty."

Gu Zhiyan didn't know, and Zhou Qinghe didn't know either. He glanced at the action team members who had just gotten off the car and looked away.

The vehicle drove quickly to the Central Military Prison.

This is where criminal soldiers are detained.

After entering the prison gate, the three of them went to the interrogation room accompanied by the prison supervision department.

"Section Chief, should I resort to methods later or how?"

"Oh, this won't work." Gu Zhiyan shook his head: "I'm not here to punish you today. Didn't I tell you? You should be punished by emotion, and you should be punished by reason."

Talking?Zhou Qinghe initially thought that this sentence was a pronoun for execution, but it was just a little more civilized.

Unexpectedly, he actually used words.

“You have to remember that being a soldier is not the same as being a spy.

Although these people were caught and sentenced, they had brothers, sisters and even their bosses still in the army.

People who serve as soldiers may have thoughts like I owe you my life and I will avenge you.

It's okay, don't mess with these people.

Otherwise, you won’t even know when you were shot in the dark. "

I wouldn't come even if you called me.
"Just tell me, what do you want me to do?"

"Look at this."

Gu Zhiyan threw over three files.

Zhou Qinghe took a look and saw that they were all officers, belonging to different units. The only thing that was the same was that they were all from Nanjing and the countryside near Nanjing.

Along with the files, there is information about their families.

All three families have patients.

Seeing this, Zhou Qinghe probably understood what he was thinking today.

Xiaozhi moves with emotion and reason.

"Emotion card?"

"Yep."

Gu Zhiyan smiled and patted Zhou Qinghe on the shoulder: "

What a grudge to bite the director of munitions, it can't be done without you.

I'll do the talking, I'll do the work, and you'll be responsible for evaluating whether this family can be cured after I talk it through. "

"Once they spit it out, as usual, I will give you the first credit."

(End of this chapter)