The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 269 Sweetness
The most terrifying difficulty in scoliosis surgery is controlling the mutated blood vessels.

A bone is just a bone. If you shave it, chop it, and prop it up with brackets and nails, you can straighten any bone, no matter how curved it is.

But the blood vessels flowing near these bones are not so obedient.

People are alive, and breaking the bones is very easy. You can't really take them all out and chop them on the chopping board outside. Therefore, during the process of moving and pulling, any force may cause blood vessels that are pressed by the bones and exist in the blind area of ​​the field of vision. rupture or blockage.

Once a problem occurs, it can be as severe as the current bloodshed.

Blood spurted out, splashing on the face of the surgical director, and everyone was so nervous that they had a cardiac arrest for a moment.

Especially the director of surgery himself, whose face was covered in blood and couldn't see anything clearly.

"Come here! Come here!" the surgical director shouted.

Amano Tabata knew he was being called, and immediately started looking for blood vessels. While searching, he shouted: "Hurry up, I'm not familiar with this part."

The blood vessels were surging with blood, and the entire surgical field of view was contaminated and red. Apart from the doctor touching the blood vessels with his hands, there was no good plan at all.

There is nothing to be saved. If you die, you will die. He is not the doctor in charge of this patient. This medical skill has no boundaries, but doctors have national boundaries.

However, the good times did not last long. The patient's blood pressure dropped rapidly and he began to go into shock. Now things got serious. Several problems came together, and the surgeon's brain exploded. After a lot of frantic rescue, he still couldn't save him.

"what?"

The director of surgery washed his face, changed his gloves, came over in a hurry, and immediately started to look for blood vessels.

"Director, I'm already sucking."

Zhou Qinghe saw it and had the ability to solve the problem, but he frowned and continued to watch the show with a solemn expression on his face.

"This" Amano Tabata glanced at the director of surgery and said thoughtfully, "I will think of a way to get the family members to donate it. After all, it is the emperor's business, so it should be possible."

When the operation failed, several surgeons were immediately uninterested, so they invited Zhou Qinghe to go to an izakaya to drink to make amends, and to drink away their sorrows.

Moreover, he was just watching the show and didn't pay attention to where the damaged blood vessel was.

"I hope the patient's body can be handed over to me. I want to dissect it and see the structure inside."

They are all sensible people, and Amano Tabata also believed that Fujita and Kiyoshi could not mess around with the emperor's body.

"cheers."

The blood spurts out, like a small pool with a water pipe at the bottom flushing water so vigorously that the water surface can be raised.

This is considered killing the Japanese in disguise.

"Are you okay?" Amano Tabata's voice became sharp and high-pitched, and every line was like a mountain. It was impossible to find it.

Zhou Qinghe planned to make the corpse valuable, which could be regarded as being loyal to their emperor.

"that would be great."

"There is something I hope Amano-kun can help me with."

"Fujita-kun." Amano Tabata said, "As you can see, lateral spinal surgery is very difficult. To be honest, I think you need to think more about it, after all, right?"

The two people immediately toasted happily.

And the man is more valuable dead.

Any unhappiness was quickly forgotten. The doctor's ability to adjust was still very strong. Death due to a surgical error was a normal thing nowadays when faced with such a difficult surgery. One could not live without dying.

"It's not your problem. It's true that this operation is very difficult." Zhou Qinghe drank with him.

"That's true."

"You should be able to if you have time."

So he said proudly: "Okay, let's not say anything depressing. Since Fujita-kun has taken over this task, he will definitely continue to study. Let us raise a toast and wish Fujita-kun success."

Upon hearing this, Amano Tabata suddenly smiled and said: "Then can you come to the hospital more and perform more operations? The main thing is to let us learn, right?"

"Fujita-kun, when you come to Japan this time, you won't be leaving soon, right?"

Doctors have high incomes, and Japan's domestic economic environment is not good. Nowadays, drinking and singing is simply cheap and good.

So after a heavy drink, the unpleasantness was gone. After drinking, the second half started. The two invited Zhou Qinghe to go to the Kabuki Hall to drink and sing together.

"Suck the liquid!"

Zhou Qinghe nodded slightly, drank sake and said, "I will consider it carefully. If I am not sure of success, I will not dare to do it randomly, right?"

"Are you here yet?"

"The fastest!"

"should be."

"Okay, hard work."

In the izakaya, the director of surgery drank a glass of sake and lamented: "Fujita-kun, I'm so sorry. I wanted to do a demonstration surgery on you. Who knew the blood vessels were so long?"

"Ugh."

"I'm coming."

"accelerate!"

"cheers."

"You guys, go ahead, I have important things to do after all."

If the emperor knew that Zhou Qinghe spent his time in such a place, Zhou Qinghe might not get any good results.

"That's it." Amano Tabata regretted, but he didn't force it.

They went to sing, but Zhou Qinghe had to let them get the body before leaving.

Two hours later, the body was sent to the autopsy room of the Tokyo Imperial University School of Medicine, and the family received a donation fee from the hospital. The country was in dire straits, but it could be regarded as a way to tide over the difficulties together.

Medical school, anatomy room.

Zhou Qinghe stood in front of the anatomy window and said to the guard, "You will be my assistant. Just give me whatever I want."

"But I don't know what these equipments are called."

"Learn it, it will be good for you in the future." Zhou Qinghe smiled: "The emperor will be very happy if he knows about it, right?"

"Hi."

The guard agreed bravely. He was a little numb. It was twelve o'clock in the morning in the medical school. It was a dark night outside. Two people were hiding in the dissecting room, facing a corpse. Someone was dissecting, and he had to be responsible for helping. Especially since the light was a bit dim, it was a bit scary to think about it.

"Then let me start. You turn his body sideways and lie on his side. We have to hold on tight. The body will be hard later."

".Hi."

Zhou Qinghe looked at the guard's nervous expression and smiled. He didn't have to help, as helping would only slow him down.

But the guard had to accompany him so that the voice could be spread to those who wanted to know.

Zhou Qinghe didn't mean to deceive him. If he learns a little now, he will be able to say a few words when asked by the emperor in the future. This is how the gap between people comes out. He will definitely be able to take a high look.

Zhou Qinghe began to cut his back and began to do research. Zhou Qinghe was still very serious.

Zhou Qinghe observed the wound and studied the bones. He was really very different from ordinary people. He had scoliosis for too many years, and the entire structure of the spine was deformed and completely blurred.

On the back, the bones and flesh are separated to expose the entire spine.

Zhou Qinghe began to work, using the knife to cut quickly and accurately. The guard did not realize the beauty of this knife skill. When he saw the anatomy for the first time, he was a little bit embarrassed.

However, this feeling was quickly dispelled, because it was very quiet and Fujita Kazuki was very serious. It was easy for him to concentrate, so he was led in.

Waiting for him to hand over the tools one by one, from chaos to smoothness, the day will dawn.

"Huo, it's already dawn." Zhou Qinghe looked out the window and smiled sheepishly: "I'm sorry that I kept you company all night."

The guard paused and said solemnly: "That's right. Your serious efforts are an example that I should learn from."

"It's nothing. Success always comes with a price, and time is part of the price." Zhou Qinghe smiled slightly and walked out, "Let's go, I'll treat you to breakfast. Oh, by the way, find someone to take care of it."

"Hi."

He found a breakfast restaurant and ate slowly, reading the newspaper, but didn't find the missing person notice he wanted to read. After dinner, Zhou Qinghe went to work at the General Staff Headquarters.

"Ah? Fujita-san, why don't you go home and rest?" The guard's eyes widened in shock.

While working, he didn't feel sleepy even after going through the whole night. Now he went out to eat and felt more and more energetic. By the time he finished eating, he felt a little sleepy.

Who knew Fujita Kazuki would still have to go to work?

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"I won't go back. I have to get familiar with the work of the headquarters as soon as possible. Let's find time to rest at noon." Zhou Qinghe looked slightly tired, then rubbed his face and sat in the car.

"You're working too hard."

The guard admired that if Fujita and Kiyoshi could work so hard, then he could certainly do it as a driver. If Fujita and Kiyoshi didn't sleep, he would definitely not be able to sleep.

After Zhou Qinghe was sent to the staff headquarters, the guard said: "Call me anytime if you need anything. I will wait for you outside."

"You'll be fine if you sleep for a while." "It's okay, I can hold on."

"Is it really okay?"

"real."

"Well, that's up to you, but I have something I need you to help me with." Zhou Qinghe took two steps and then turned back and said, "You can take a rest first, and after that, help me contact the hospital to find a hand patient. You know what to look for.”

"I understand." The guard paused.

"Well, please, I need it today and I hope you can find it."

"I will try my best."

"it is good."

The guards did not dare to delay at all and immediately went to the hospital to contact and find the patient.

Zhou Qinghe returned to the office and began to sleep.

After four hours of busy work all morning, the guard finally made contact and made an appointment. He returned excitedly and prepared to relax in the car for a while.

I found a comfortable position in the car and felt that as soon as I closed my eyes, in my dream, someone was beating on the glass.

"Hey, wake up."

Zhou Qinghe opened the car door and patted his shoulder: "Are you tired?"

"Ah?" The guard woke up in a daze. When he saw Zhou Qinghe, he immediately cheered up and said, "I'm not tired."

"Are the arrangements made?"

"Well, it's arranged."

"When I go to the hospital, I have some ideas from reading and need to summarize them."

"what?"

The imperial guard sent Zhou Qinghe to the hospital in desperation.

While Fujita Kazuki was studying hand surgery, he was able to sleep for a while, but then came another spinal surgery. This time, the patient survived.

So Zhou Qinghe asked him to find the corpse and continue the dissection at night.

It was like this for three days in a row, and the guards couldn't hold on.

Is this a human being?

But there are still gains. On this day, Zhou Qinghe said to him, "I feel good recently and I am going to have a hand surgery. Please help me find two more patients."

"Are you going to do it yourself?" The guard's confused nerves were shaken, and a surprise smile appeared on his face. He didn't understand the difference between learning speed and slowness. He only knew that Fujita Kazuki was going to switch from watching to practicing.

"Yes, I feel like I've almost read it, please excuse me."

Zhou Qinghe had been dawdling for a few days and tortured the guard for a few days. It was time to give him some sweetness and go out.

"No trouble, I'll arrange it right away!"

The imperial guard was particularly happy. In fact, he had to report on the situation here every day. The man in the palace seemed not in a hurry, but how could he not be in a hurry?
After decades of accumulation of disappointment, I finally see hope. I am calm on the surface, but I really want to change in my heart.

Human nature.

Therefore, the imperial guard himself is also very hardworking. Now he has adapted to Fujita Kazuki's style. He has to work in advance, and patients have already been registered nationwide.

In the afternoon, Zhou Qinghe began the operation.

Surgery on the hands is much easier than surgery on the spine.

The surgery was done carefully and without any accidents.

When Zhou Qinghe finished the operation, the surgical director felt disappointed.

Fujita Kazuki is good at performing thoracic surgeries, and he doesn’t envy him even if he ranks first in the surgery. He specializes in surgery, but after watching Fujita Kazuki perform hand surgery in a few days, he still understands the key point: others can do better than him. Even more precise.

This feeling is like living in vain for decades.

"Isn't it a big blow?" Amano Tabata joked: "When I went to Shanghai to see him perform surgery, this was the feeling. Experience is a discipline, experience is nothing, it is talent! Some people are born to be doctors."

The director of surgery nodded silently: "The gap is too big."

The more professional you are, the more you can see the differences inside. "His hands were so steady that I felt like my eyes couldn't see any extra shaking in his hands. I didn't notice it even once. I kept staring."

A stable hand is a big weapon in surgery. Although surgeons basically have stable hands, there may be a huge difference between stability and stability.

For example, Fujita Kazuki's scalpel is between the blood vessels and bones. The scalpel moves very quickly and opens and closes widely. This proves that he is sure that he can control the knife in his hand and not injure anything unexpectedly.

"Oh, you just get used to it." Amano Tabata said with a smile. If Fujita Kazuyoshi hadn't been able to do this, he, the majestic chief of surgery at the Tokyo Imperial University School of Medicine, and the guest of many politicians and plutocrats, would have had to smile at a junior. say?

After Zhou Qinghe completed the operation, he could really rest. The tug-of-war with the guards could come to an end. It was time to give him time to report properly.

"The effect of the operation should be good. The specific results will not be known until the patient recovers. I will go home and rest first."

"Okay, okay, thank you for your hard work. I'll take you back right away."

"No, I asked my family to pick me up. You should go and rest. See you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

Just in time, the imperial guard drove back to the palace in a hurry. Even though he hadn't had a good rest for several days, he was full of energy at this moment and went to Emperor Hirohito to report to him personally.

"Successful?" Hirohito in the palace bedroom heard the guard say this. He stood up ecstatically and walked two steps to him. "The hand surgery was also like this. Was it successful?"

Hirohito raised his inflexible hand, and he didn't mind showing his shameful side at this moment.

The guard paused: "Your Majesty, I don't quite understand this, but I asked the hospital's surgical director to help me find the patient. He should know what kind of doctor you need, so I think he is the one you need. "

"Yes, yes, they know, they must know what kind of sample I want." Hirohito's eyes were shining, and he walked around the room happily, and he suddenly smiled and said: "Okay, okay, very good, the progress is very fast, this In just a few days, he actually knows how to do it, he is really a miracle doctor, a miracle doctor!"

The guard's expression was solemn, his head still lowered: "Your Majesty, I followed Fujita Kazuki around the clock and watched him complete the operation from beginning to end. To be honest, his efforts are something I have never seen in others.

He only slept for two or three hours a day, just to spend his time studying the disease. "

Hirohito was shocked: "He only sleeps for two or three hours every day. How can he survive this? And he can also undergo surgery?"

"Yes, his energy is different from ordinary people."

"How can this be called being different from ordinary people!" Hirohito was not happy when he heard this and said with a straight face: "This is obviously taking my affairs at heart. This is called loyalty to the king, and this is called not giving up even if you die."

"Yes." The guard nodded and began to tell his story: "Fujita-san is really a generous person. He was afraid that I couldn't bear it, so he often told me that it was hard work.

Moreover, he did not dislike my poor understanding and was very willing to teach me some medical matters. When I gave a report, he could tell you in a professional manner. He reminded me of the teacher I had in school when I was a child, very gentle. "

Hirohito nodded with satisfaction and smiled slightly: "It's different after all. Doctors are benevolent, and ordinary doctors may not be benevolent. But if they want to be great doctors, such people must spend their time studying medical skills.

Such people often have simple minds, that is, innocent hearts, and do not have a mentality of helping the world and saving people, which is absolutely impossible. "

"Your Majesty said so."

"Okay, you've worked hard too, and you've done a good job." Hirohito also encouraged his subordinates. It was a good thing, and it was really refreshing to see.

"Thank you for the compliment, Your Majesty."

After Hirohito praised himself, he looked at his hand and laughed out loud thinking that his hand could get better. He thought about it and said, "Tell me, should I reward him with something? Should I reward him now or later?"

The guard was happy. He didn't expect that His Majesty would ask him about such things. He really looked down upon him.

But you can't talk too much about this kind of thing, "Your Majesty, you should decide this kind of thing yourself."

Hirohito nodded, thought for a moment and said, "The country actually has a reward program for masters with special skills. According to Fujita Kazuki's ability, he can actually be awarded a knighthood."

"A title?" The guard stared wide-eyed. A title is an extremely rare thing. In addition to natural inheritance, those who serve outside must be lieutenant generals and have commanded and won medium-sized battles. Only then can they have any chance of being awarded a title.

That is something he will never be able to get in his life.

"Is it too high?" Hirohito looked at the guard's expression and thought that Fujita and Qing's expressions must have been so excited when they received this title reward, so he couldn't help but smile.

"It seems like it's too high. It's a bit inappropriate now. After all, the surgery hasn't been completed yet."

Hirohito thought about it and took back his orders, then smiled and said: "Go and tell the cabinet to give Fujita and Seiguan a promotion to encourage them.

Let's get promoted to a first-level officer first. This reward won't be so exaggerated. Other rewards like titles should wait until the surgery is completed. "

Hirohito was ready to offer a sweetener first.

"Hi."

The guard nodded. In his eyes, getting promoted was indeed more common than getting a title. After all, officials could be obtained through hard work, while titles depended on bloodline and chance.

The imperial guard was quite envious and went to convey the decree to the cabinet.

Then of course I didn't forget to report this happy event to Fujita Kazuki.

"Fujita-san, congratulations. Your Majesty knows your hard work and has rewarded you greatly."

(End of this chapter)