The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 55 Difficulties
"That's him." Zhou Qinghe confirmed.

He knew this man who turned into ashes.

What's more, He Xiaofeng's face is actually quite angular, and he is considered good-looking. His height of 1.7 meters is considered tall and tall nowadays.

The team members also ran over to watch.

Together we watched He Xiaofeng open the door of No. 17 Nun Lane, then looked around unintentionally, and then closed the door after entering. The lights came on in the house, and there was no movement at all.

"I have a hunch this must be a big fish."

The reason for the team members' judgment was based on the suit. Although they are very fashionable these days, there are still only a few people who can afford to wear a suit.

If you want to truly hide in the crowd, it is definitely more convenient to wear a long gown. This person should have a clear identity and not be a rat hiding in an underground ditch.

Zhou Qinghe knew that He Xiaofeng's reason for going abroad and returning to the country was business. It was natural for him to have status.

"He probably won't come out in a short time. Next, find out his mission in Nanjing. You call him and ask them to control these intersections."

Wang Yong took out a map of Nanjing and spread it on the table, then drew a few points at the surrounding road intersections, and began to emphasize the squatting arrangements for his men.

These days, the lights are turned off early at night, and it becomes almost invisible on the road when the time is too late. People who come out at night go to bed early unless they are going to a dance hall or the like.

Zhou Qinghe waited here for an hour and a half, until the lights in He Xiaofeng's house went out, but he didn't wait until he came out.

After waiting for another 10 minutes, it still didn't come out.

Unfortunately, it seemed that there was no way to attend today's class, so Zhou Qinghe went home.

You have to study, and you can't let go of your job.

This is something Boss Dai personally ordered.

Early the next morning, Zhou Qinghe went to the training ground to train first. Wang Yong came to stay for a while and practiced fighting with him for a while. Then he received a report from his subordinates and went back early after He Xiaofeng's call to go out.

Zhou Qinghe went directly to the Secret Service.

The medical unit will be expanded into a medical department. Doctors must be recruited, as well as civilian staff to cope with the upcoming department tasks.

However, there is no rush for this part of the matter on the surface. There are cases from other departments to follow, so just do it slowly.

"Section Chief Zhou." Secretary Mao called from outside the door.

"Secretary Mao." Zhou Qinghe put down the file and walked out with a smile.

Secretary Mao came in, closed the door, and handed over a certificate and file folder: "

It's done, Major Medical Officer of the 13th Army. Your resume is all in it and can be checked.

The 13th Army is currently chasing the Red Bandits in Suide, northern Shaanxi. The party mediators can't investigate them even if they want to. Who cares about them when communications are not smooth during the war? "

"Really? Then when I finish the training, if there are many students, I will give one to the 13th Army, and it will be used to support him in the hardships of eradicating the red bandits."

"That's a good relationship. There will definitely be a shortage of doctors. I will contact you when the time comes."

Secretary Mao smiled and left.

Zhou Qinghe took the file and looked through it. The names and photos were all his, but the resume was probably based on a real person from the 13th Army.

After reading the information once, I closed my eyes and recalled it. After recording everything without any problems, I stuffed the file into the filing cabinet.

Go out and work.

Two streets across Chicken Goose Lane is Laohuqiao Prison.

One street past Laohuqiao Prison is the Central University.

It has to be said that the Nanjing government is very concerned about the employment intentions of college students, fearing that they will have no way out if they are not careful, and has even arranged their escape routes.

As the number one school in the capital, Central University has a very good environment. Stepping onto the campus is a tree-lined boulevard.

The school is really good.
The students are not bad either.
At a young age, with braids on both sides or short hair, holding a stack of books in his arms, half-dressed and half-dressed, he passed by while joking.
Just two words, wonderful.

Add two more words, pure.

Zhou Qinghe followed the signs to find the hospital office. He first found the Party Affairs Office of the hospital office and handed over the task as a military officer.

"You want to recruit a military doctor? It's not time to graduate yet?"

In the office, 25-year-old Liu Jifeng, a correspondent of the Party Mediation Office, frowned and took Zhou Qinghe's ID and looked at it.

The documents are genuine and so are the procedures.

13th Army. The 13th Army is fighting on the front line. It is normal for the [-]th Army to be short of men and urgently recruit.

But he was shocked when he looked at the mission briefing above: "Forty? You want to recruit forty?" "Well, what's wrong?" Zhou Qinghe asked in confusion.

"You still have the nerve to ask what's wrong?"

Liu Jifeng looked at the young major with a speechless expression.

"Haha, I didn't say that. Your boss took this mission just because he was out of ideas.
Central University graduates less than 200 surgical students in a year. How could it possibly give you 40?
Oh, I have given them to you, but other armies don’t want them?Other hospitals don’t want it?It's just a dream, isn't it?

Let me tell you, based on my experience, you can recruit two. Even if you exceed the task, you still have forty, so give up. "

So difficult?

Zhou Qinghe directly ignored the man's words scolding Boss Dai and frowned instead.

There are only 200 people a year. With so many troops in need of people, it is impossible for the hospital to recruit forty people for him. What the party mediator said does make sense.

Otherwise, other military personnel would be scolded and beaten up by the hospital, but military ruffians don't care about that.

"What if we add internal medicine?" Zhou Qinghe thought for a while and asked.

There is really no way to train in internal medicine and do some simple surgical operations.

Better than nothing.

"Less than 500 graduated that year."

Liu Jifeng answered casually, then sneered:
"Don't even think about adding internal medicine. Just add veterinarians, four. Don't even think about one more. Just stick to this goal. If you can achieve it, it will be Amitabha.

If your superior scolds you and you ask him to try it himself, it won't work even if the commander comes in person. "

"Is there no other way?"

Looking at it this way, it's still far from forty.

Liu Jifeng smiled slightly: "I said Major Zhou, you have been in the army for a long time and you don't feel it.

Do you know how much doctors charge outside?

40 yuan upon graduation, 80 yuan after two years of work, and many people earn 150 yuan a month.

You said that a well-behaved Central University graduate is popular wherever he goes, so why would he go to your army and get more than 20 yuan, don't you think?
It only costs 30 yuan to become a second lieutenant as a military doctor, right?

Those who can't do surgery naturally want to make a career as a military doctor.
Major Zhou, I'm not talking about you! "

Only then did Liu Jifeng remember that Zhou Qinghe's ID said he was a military doctor, and he started talking quickly.
He immediately added: "Military doctors like you go there to serve the country. There are also some in our school. Most of the students are patriotic young people with surging blood.

So I said, we can indeed recruit people.

But if there are four such students assigned to you, it’s good, and the school will also block the quota. "

This means that this task is not generally difficult.

Zhou Qinghe frowned and said, "Is there any other way?"

Liu Jifeng shook his head and shrugged: "No way, the money is only so much, the war is dangerous, and the students are not idiots, what kind of life can someone pay for a few dozen dollars?"

There are only so many people who are willing to risk their lives. Hundreds of armies are divided into one point. If you have four, you can have fun. You are here early. You will be half a year late. If you have two, you will be in high demand. "

"Thanks, I'll think of a way and come back to you later."

Although he had a grudge against the party mediator, Zhou Qinghe had a good attitude. At least the party mediator was quite enthusiastic and told him all the news.

Zhou Qinghe walked out of the office, holding his hands on the wall of the floor, and started brainstorming in his mind.

People must be recruited. His first task as section chief. If this fails, how will he see Boss Dai in the future?

But he was unfamiliar with the place at Central University.
There is a way!

Why should you think to yourself, Su Weiyong is the director of surgery at the Central Hospital, which is also an affiliated hospital of the Central University.

This relationship is definitely profound.

Asking him to help think of a solution would definitely be more convenient than being an outsider.

He went downstairs immediately.

"Rickshaw, General Hospital."

Since his identity is hidden, he must not be able to drive his car.

(End of this chapter)