The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 266 Sickness
Zhou Qinghe was a little surprised when the emperor came.

To be honest, he didn't expect to see the Emperor of Japan so soon.

Although according to his speculation, Prince Zai Ren must have a very good relationship with the emperor and be trusted by the emperor.

Because historical experience says well, princes who hold military power usually die early, and Prince Zainen can be the chief of staff and take charge of the military. He must be the emperor's confidant and deeply trusted. There is no doubt about this.

But no matter how good the relationship is, as an emperor, the appropriate time to visit the prince is after surgery, not before surgery.

The surgery hasn't even been done yet, so waiting for several hours is a bit of a waste of time.

He looks in his thirties, wears thick glasses, and is definitely highly myopic.

The hunchback is obvious.

Emperor Hirohito is also considered a celebrity. After all, the Japanese soldiers like to shout "Long Live the Emperor".

Having said that, have so many Japanese soldiers seen pictures of their emperor?
It has nothing to do with Hidemei Kammu. On the contrary, Emperor Hirohito appears to be very short because of his hunchback.

Logically speaking, the etiquette of the palace should not allow an emperor to hunch over like this. This is not the past. Without a camera, it doesn't matter if he hunches over casually.

"Hard."

Now comes the General Staff Headquarters. If you want to open up a gap and make connections, the most suitable way is to cultivate good friends from the military medical department. This military medical officer of Prince Zai Ren will be at the top of the list.

However, in Haneda's eyes, this sword is a smooth sword skill, a superb performance of skills.

"Your Majesty, I will do my best to keep the prince safe." Zhou Qinghe paused.

If you are seen by the people of your own country, your prestige will be greatly reduced.

Zhou Qinghe had no feeling at all during this operation, and then he pulled away Prince Zai Ren. The feeling was instinctive.

"Are you Dr. Fujita? You are very young."

"Thank you, Your Majesty. I will work hard."

Everything that should be prepared has been prepared long ago. In addition to the carefully selected nurses who entered the operating room, the only ones left were Prince Tsairen's own military medical officers.

"His Majesty the Emperor has congenital scoliosis." Haneda said.

Zhou Qinghe looked strange at this matter.

"That's right. There is no rule of law. His Majesty the Emperor has worked too hard for decades."

"Ah, yes, yes, then next time."

"Congenital scoliosis? That's quite troublesome."

"Okay, but I may not have time." Zhou Qinghe smiled slightly and started to gesture with the scalpel: "After this operation is completed, I will definitely have to observe it, and I can't do without people for the time being."

Once an expert takes action, they know whether there is real power under their hands.

If it was an illness, that would be great. Even if it comes, Zhou Qinghe will have to give Hirohito a knife.

Just by looking at this knife, the slightest distrust towards Fujita Kazuki's rumors before, mainly due to his age, is gone now.

However, Zhou Qinghe was still thinking about what had just happened and asked casually: "I want to ask you something. I just saw that the emperor's back seemed to be a little hunched. Is he sick or something?"

"Then start."

This is called "first come first", doing the work of supervision and stealing other people's lessons.

Nowadays, reporters all over the world would laugh to death if this image were taken and if the photos were spread and foreign people saw the Japanese Emperor looking like this.

"Zai Ren told me that you want to operate on him. Is his age appropriate? Are you sure?"

But this person Zhou Qinghe can be friends with, so just go with him.

"Fujita-san, you performed the knife very accurately. The tissue is so beautifully layered."

Zhou Qinghe pursed his lips. This disease is very troublesome. In this era, it can be said to be a terminal illness in another sense.

Haneda looked at it seriously, and the little nurses were extremely nervous. After all, if something happened to the prince, there would be no good consequences.

"it is good."

This military medical officer also learned the myocardial infarction surgery from an Erdao dealer. Now that there is an authentic version to watch, naturally he cannot miss this opportunity.

This is something that is harmful to the country.

Developing medicine is a very important matter for a country, which can enhance Japan's international competitiveness. "

Emperor Hirohito looked a little surprised at Zhou Qinghe's appearance, "They say that medicine is an empirical discipline. At your age, you can practice such superb medical skills. It seems that this sentence is wrong."

"Well, I'm very confident. It's a blessing for the country to have people like you."

I asked you to steal from me, and I had to eat with you. Wouldn't it be like being ripped off twice by you?

Zhou Qinghe also had to shout: "Long live the Emperor."

"Are you ready? Zai Ren, let's get started. I'll be waiting for you outside."

"Fujita-san, forgive me for being rude. Although it is a job requirement, I can't let it go in vain. After the operation is completed, I will treat you to the best izakaya for dinner to express my gratitude."

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty. In fact, it is indeed an empirical subject. It's just that my talent in medicine may be a little higher than others."

Hirohito looked at Zhou Qinghe and nodded, and pursed his lips slightly: "Then it depends on your performance. If you can really do this surgery well, I will definitely give you a reward. For a talent like you, the country will definitely give you preferential treatment.

It's not normal to have a hunched back.

He asked casually and wanted to chat, but it seemed that Mr. Haneda was not interested. He frowned slightly and wanted to watch the operation carefully.

Zhou Qinghe has the beauty of an adult, so he can only give him some advice, his number one friend, and preferential treatment.

The operation slowed down and the operation was completed smoothly while answering Haneda's questions. This operation was essentially designed for the elderly. The elderly are the main group suffering from this disease. Zhou Qinghe's hands are very familiar. There will be no problem.

After the operation was completed, the nurses could breathe a sigh of relief when Zhou Qinghe casually asked Haneda to close the chest.

"Fujita-san's skills are really superb. Haneda is honored to see Fujita-san perform the surgery in person, and I am deeply impressed." Haneda paused seriously.

Zhou Qinghe smiled: "Practice more and you can do it too."

"hope so."

Outside the door, Hirohito sat quietly on a chair, as still as a mountain.

He is in a hurry.

When he first heard that Zai Ren came to tell him that he might die from the operation, which was considered as his last words, he was surprised and shocked at first, and then a little excited.

What was exciting was not that Zai Ren was going to have surgery, but that Fujita Kazuki actually dared to do it.

It's easy to judge the human heart. When there is clearly a treatment for myocardial infarction, why don't other doctors dare to do it?
Isn't it just that you are afraid of death and dare not take responsibility?
His doctors were like this. They all told him that there was no cure for his scoliosis. He didn't know if this was true. He only knew that this was the case among imperial doctors.

As for the other doctors who said it was not the case, to be honest, even if they said it was not the case, he would not believe it.

But Fujita Kazuki actually dared to perform Zai Ren's surgery, which means that he must be a person who tells the truth!

As soon as the door opened, Zhou Qinghe walked out, with a rather excited Haneda behind him.

"How is it?" Hirohito stood up. Although he had seen Haneda's expression, he still asked. He needed a definite answer, an answer that he said personally.

Apart from him, Zai Ren's relatives were even more nervous. They clenched their hands into fists and looked at Zhou Qinghe with a very nervous expression.

Zhou Qinghe said very calmly: "The operation was successful, don't worry, it will be launched soon."

Phew, everyone breathed a sigh of relief.

Hirohito was the most excited, and his expression changed from calm to excited almost in an instant: "Did it really succeed?"

Zhou Qinghe nodded: "Your Majesty, it's just a minor surgery."

"Minor surgery, minor surgery is good, you must reward it, you must reward it." Hirohito was very happy, "Well, do you want to take a rest? I have some medical questions to ask you."

You said this, are you planning to let me rest?

So Zhou Qinghe followed Hirohito to the next room.

Hirohito looked at Zhou Qinghe, and then asked his doctor to tell Zhou Qinghe about his situation.

What the doctor said was congenital scoliosis, high myopia, joint problems in the right hand, and inflexible fingers.

For example, normal people can play the piano, but Hirohito's fingers do not support this rapid movement.

There are quite a lot of diseases, and they are all diseases that ordinary people don’t encounter.

"How is it? Can my back be cured?" Hirohito asked.

I can tolerate anything with my fingers, even being highly myopic and wearing glasses is not a problem, but the problem of hunchback is indeed too unbearable.

What kind of man can tolerate his image being inferior to that of an ordinary person, and he is also the emperor who symbolizes the supreme power.

The result is a hunchback.

With such hopeful eyes falling on Zhou Qinghe's face, Zhou Qinghe would definitely not be able to satisfy him.

To be precise, delayed gratification.

Delayed gratification means that before being satisfied, Zhou Qinghe has a golden body. Although it is a meritorious service to be cured, but since it is almost the same, why rush to cure it?
It's not a fatal disease, and even if it can be cured, it won't be cured. It's good to be bent over.

Medicine is complex.

"Your Majesty, my current research direction is on the mind and chest. I am asking your question." Zhou Qinghe walked over and touched Hirohito's back. "Please lie down and I will take a closer look."

"Okay, look carefully." Hirohito simply took off his clothes and lay on the hospital bed.

"It's really serious."

"Yes." Hirohito waited for the answer.

Zhou Qinghe frowned and said: "When I was studying the chest, I also did some research on the spine. Some patients with back injuries would have this need, but I didn't study it deeply. If you want to solve this problem, I I feel like I’m not professional enough.”

Hirohito was disappointed, got up and put on his clothes: "So there is really no hope?"

It seemed that others were not lying to him. Fujita and Kiyoshi did not discuss it in advance. He also answered the same question when he asked, that is, it really cannot be cured.

"That's not true. I mean I'm not very familiar with this subject. Do you know that the spine involves a lot of nerves, and if these nerves are not handled well, people may even be paralyzed. The operation is more difficult than treating myocardial infarction. It's much harder.

According to the standards required to perform surgery on the royal family, I feel that even if the real probability of success is less than 100%, then in my mind, I must first achieve a success rate that at least I think is 100%, and then do it. Surgery, right? "

Hirohito was so happy that he could almost jump up.

It’s not a terminal illness!

"Yes, what you said makes sense to me."

Hirohito was full of energy: "I have been waiting for so many years, and there is not much time left. You can contact me more. So, as long as you practice more, you will definitely be able to cure me, right?"

"Then I have to do some research first. It's hard for me to say what you're asking me now. Your Majesty, please forgive me. I'm a doctor and I have to talk about science." Zhou Qinghe's expression was very serious.

"Okay, okay."

It’s good to talk about science. Hirohito twirled his fingers, feeling nervous, and then said with a serious expression:
"As long as you can cure me, you will be a hero of the country. Mr. Fujita, please tell me how you need to cooperate or who will cooperate with your research. I am waiting for the results of your research."

"Okay, but in this case, I hope I can be more free in the military department. Sometimes when I have an idea, I will go out and look for information, but I will not delay my work and will work overtime to finish it."

Is this a big deal? Is this a big deal? Otherwise, Hirohito would have asked Fujita to resign from the General Staff Headquarters.

"You don't need to worry about this. Anyone can do it. I will help you with the work. You can study it with peace of mind. I will send a guard to you. If you need any information, ask him to help you find it."

"Ok."

"Then I'll wait for your news."

Hirohito was as happy as if he had been cured, then he stopped smiling and patted Zhou Qinghe on the shoulder:

"Dr. Fujita, you are a hero of the country. When Prince Zai Ren wakes up, I will reward you well to commend you for your contribution to the country."

"Thank you, Your Majesty." Zhou Qinghe paused.

The emperor, no, the emperor's middle child left happily, and then a bunch of royal family members or royal family members gathered around. They all wanted to take this opportunity to ask if they usually had a headache.

Their consultant doctor listened honestly. If it were anyone else, he would be scolded. Which one of them is not a nationally famous doctor?
But in front of this man who has taken off the crown of heart surgery, he should stand with a bow and listen to a lecture while others are asking questions. This is called luck, and this is the capital to brag about.

Smile so happily.

afterwards.

Kenichi Yasuda bought supper for Zhou Qinghe to eat in the conference room.

"Thank you for keeping me busy on your first day in Japan."

"It's right to treat illnesses and save lives, for the sake of the family." Zhou Qinghe smiled at him.

Yasuda Kenichi also smiled: "Fujita, as long as Prince Zaihi can recover, you will be on the list if you are in the royal family. From now on, if you are in the military department and everything goes well, then I think the path to becoming a major general will be a success. Even if you don’t go to work, I think it’s still very safe.”

"Isn't that a bastard?" Zhou Qinghe chuckled and casually asked about the emperor: "Why does he have problems with his back and hands?"

At that time, the emperor's doctor may have been more evasive and only talked about the illness without giving the specific cause, but Zhou Qinghe consciously felt that Hirohito's illness was not normal.

Yasuda Kenichi said softly: "In order to ensure the inheritance of their bloodline, the royal family must have the throne in their hands, so they marry within the clan.

Anyone with a discerning eye knows that close relatives cannot have children, otherwise the offspring will easily have problems, but they don't care.

The previous emperor married five, gave birth to fifteen children, and eleven died in infancy.

Among the remaining people, a son who was in good health was chosen to become the next emperor, thinking that the curse had been broken, but later it was discovered that he was actually suffering from mental illness and was often confused and talking nonsense.

He was unable to go out due to this illness and was unable to represent the country. At that time, the ministers discussed allowing Hirohito to succeed to the throne in advance.

Hirohito is doing better, but he has problems with his spine, hands, and eyes. Fortunately, he is mentally normal.

But this disease is too painful. I heard some news that Hirohito couldn't bear it in the palace. He often screamed because of the scoliosis problem. It was too painful. "

Sure enough, there is something fishy, ​​no wonder, he has a strange disease.

What a talented person. Several generations of incestuous marriages have happened. How dare you continue even though you know that the previous generation had problems?
"What about his generation?"

"Marrying a prince's granddaughter."

"Tsk."

The pain will continue. What does it mean to deserve it? This is what it means to deserve it.

But the good thing is that the imperial power must be in the hands of your own family.

"Did he ask you to help him see a doctor?" Yasuda Kenichi also reacted and asked in a low voice.

Zhou Qinghe nodded.

"Are you sure?" Yasuda Kenichi frowned: "Basically all the famous doctors across the country have seen this, and they all said that there is no way to solve the scoliosis. There are a lot of nerves there."

Although Yasuda Kenichi is not a doctor, he still understands these basic things. It is scary to think about so many nerves.

"I'll do some research first. This is not my main direction. Whether it can be cured will wait until I do some research." Zhou Qinghe said this to everyone.

Well, steady. Yasuda Kenyi is quite satisfied with Zhou Qinghe. He performs when he should perform and holds back when he should. His words and actions make people feel at ease.

The key is that if he can really make some contribution to the emperor's illness, then he hopes to use Fujita Kazuki's medical skills to achieve overtaking in a corner, which will be infinitely greater.

Kenichi Yasuda is now a little more interested. Originally he was just treating a prince, but now he has come into contact with the emperor.

If we can really solve the problem that has troubled the emperor for more than 30 years, it can be said that Fujita and Kiyoshi can do whatever they want in Japan.

What a talent, he is still his son-in-law, a good son-in-law.

"Let me know if you need any help."

"There are already people."

After dinner, it was time for Zhou Qinghe to show his dedication, which was definitely necessary when staying up late in the hospital. If the interval was at most an hour, he would have to do a ward check.

There is a follower behind him, a bodyguard sent by the emperor. In fact, it is not suitable even if you want to be lazy.

Three hours later, it was daybreak. With a crowd of people waiting, Prince Zairen's eyes slowly opened in the hospital bed.

"Wake up, wake up! The commander is awake!" The military medical officer was the most excited. He participated in this operation. Although he only closed his abdomen, the commander really came back to life.

not dead! Everyone's heart can be placed in the stomach, and the condition does not look bad. After all, for a 74-year-old man to wake up so quickly, it means that the operation was successful and his body can bear it. This is especially true. important.

The military medical officer was overjoyed, and the family members were excited. Zhou Qinghe calmly began to check Prince Zairen's condition.

Zai Ren was obviously also worried about his near-death operation. This was considered a gamble. If he could open his eyes, it meant he won the gamble.

Fujita and Halo can make this surgery a success.

He can perform operations that no senior doctor in the country dares to perform.

"Get some rest. Nothing's wrong. The situation looks good now." Zhou Qinghe checked and made a routine report to Zai Ren's family members.

Then he said calmly to them: "The patient needs to rest, don't be so noisy, be quiet, go out and wait."

The world is huge, and the doctor in the ward is the biggest. What's more, what Dr. Fujita said, who just completed the operation, must be respected and the clearance is completed.

"I've written a medical record for you about basic care and the medicines you need. You can use it accordingly. If you have any questions, call me, uh, call the General Staff Headquarters. I need to report on China's affairs, and military and national affairs cannot be delayed.

There won't be any major problems with your condition, so relax. "

The first words were spoken to the nursing officer, and the latter words were said to Zai Ren while patting Zai Ren's leg.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work. Leave the rest to me." The nursing officer bowed.

Zhou Qinghe nodded and went to the staff headquarters. It was time to apply eye drops to Tu Feiyuan.

What’s interesting is that if today was a debriefing meeting, there would be quite a few followers of Doi Maduan. When Zhou Qinghe talks about Shanghai, there must be Doi Maduan and Tojo Eiji’s group making irresponsible remarks.

Although Zhou Qinghe was reasonable and not afraid of their nonsense, it was very troublesome to have to explain when being attacked.

But the situation is different today. I had an operation today. Someone in the staff headquarters should always know about it.

Then this meeting will be interesting.

(End of this chapter)