The spy career of a surgeon

Chapter 6 Incident
Zhou Qinghe has also been very busy these two days.

Su Weiyong knew that he was going to leave. He was trying to trick someone into death. One person had superb medical skills and the other had a promising future. He would flatter him with just one sentence——
Do more surgeries and let us learn more.

Therefore, Zhou Qinghe was either on the operating table or in the ward explaining postoperative observations and handling the corresponding situation.

Behind him were a group of surgeons, all of them older than him, and all of them sounded humble like apprentices.

He is also willing to teach more, this is his profession.

During the ward round, they found the door of Li Hansheng, a red party member. Zhou Qinghe opened the door directly and walked in without any scruples.

Usually other doctors cannot come alone, but they followed Zhou Qinghe and came in together.

"Team Leader Jia, you are here." Zhou Qinghe greeted Jia Yulin and then went about explaining the post-operative care of gunshot wounds to the doctor behind him.

When Jia Yulin saw Zhou Qinghe bringing a group of people in, he smiled slightly and stepped aside.

Although he didn't like Zhou Qinghe bringing people in, and there was no confidentiality at all, but seeing that Zhou Qinghe was going to enter the secret service, and
Well, the main reason is that I heard that Zhou Qinghe was personally selected by Director Dai. Even if he feels unhappy, he can only hold it in and smile.

Besides, this guy's medical skills are really good. Jia Yulin saw this with his own eyes and had to accept it.

You can't offend anyone, especially Zhou Qinghe.

"Infection in patients with gunshot wounds is a big problem. We need to observe closely and not skip the anti-infective drugs that should be used."

"Also, don't be too accommodating to the patient. You must make a timely judgment based on the recovery status of the disease. Go to the ground as soon as you can, and slowly resume exercise. Otherwise, intestinal adhesion and intestinal obstruction may occur, which will be very troublesome to deal with."

"Ok."

"Remember it."

Zhou Qinghe nodded and glanced at Li Hansheng on the bed. Li Hansheng was indeed awake, but it was difficult to speak, but as long as he could blink, he could stand trial.

Li Hansheng was stubborn. Jia Yulin asked him questions and asked him to blink his eyes and answer, and then he went to sleep. Jia Yulin really had nothing to do.

Because Zhou Qinghe said, it’s okay to pinch the thighs, but don’t touch the breasts. People who bleed heavily will die.

Pinch the thigh is useless, Jia Yulin wants to scold her.

"Doctor Zhou, Brother Zhou, wait a minute."

Zhou Qinghe was about to leave after checking the room. Jia Yulin stopped him and asked with a smile: "Brother Zhou, how is his recovery? Can he be transported away in advance? If he stays here any longer, it will be useless even if he takes people back. The information is there Due to timeliness, my brother is worried."

Zhou Qinghe looked at him quite speechlessly:
"I have been treating him with the best means. Brother Jia, Team Leader Jia, you said you had a gunshot wound in the lung and you didn't let him lie down for seven days. Even if you transport him back, won't he be whipped to death?"

Even if I'm by my side then, there's nothing I can do. Do you think he can come back and get stabbed again? "

This is the truth. Everyone knows the truth. Jia Yulin sighed depressedly, sat down again and stared at the person on the hospital bed.

"Brother is worried," he said.

"I think he is in good condition and should be able to be transported on time."

Zhou Qinghe glanced at the person on the bed, tilted his head and said to the nurse: "In this case, give him another dose of sulfa to suppress the fever."

The more sulfonamide you take, the more life you will save when running away.

Sulfa is hard to find these days.

Time passed and it was the evening of the next day.

Zhou Qinghe didn’t know when the other party would take action. Anyway, he did everything he could, including the best care and the best food.
I even got an extra dose of sulfonamide!
This thing is really expensive.

In the evening, it was time to get off work. I thought that I would definitely not be in the hospital tomorrow, so I planned to leave for a while and finally do a ward check on the patients who had undergone surgeries in the past few days.

While I was checking, bang, a gunshot came from not far from the next door. Because it was so close, it was deafening!
"what's the situation?"

"Is it a gunshot?"

"Where to shoot?"

The patients in the four-person ward seemed to be frightened, asking questions all over the place.

There were screams and frequent running sounds outside the corridor.At the time of meal, some family members happened to bring food to eat, and the fragrant dishes were scattered all over the floor in a panic.

Zhou Qinghe just glanced at the door from a distance, and immediately shrank behind the door and pressed against the wall.

Don't get involved, don't watch the excitement, don't take bullets.
But in what case, a forceful attack would not happen in Nanjing, right?

He leaned against the wall, frowning, and saw a small corridor through the open door. Not long after, he saw three people passing by quickly.

A man wearing a white coat and a mask led the charge with a gun. A man wearing a mask pushed a flatbed truck with the injured Li Hansheng lying on it. The last man looked behind him warily, holding a gun and looking sideways from time to time.

Damn, what a strong attack, so brave, so exciting.

Zhou Qinghe looked at this scene. Even though he had seen too much life and death, he felt his adrenaline surge and was a little nervous.

The footsteps gradually faded away, and finally someone brave enough to go out and take a look. The staff had already gone downstairs, and someone began to shout: "Doctor, doctor, someone is injured here."

Zhou Qinghe pricked up his ears to listen to what was going on downstairs and walked quickly to the box where he was being held.

The gunfire was on the fourth floor, but at this time, the group of diners were on the first floor. The cafeteria was so noisy that he didn't know if the diners could hear the gunfire.

Once they heard someone running out, it would be difficult for these people to leave.

He walked quickly towards the door of the private room, and saw from a distance that the plainclothes guard left at the door collapsed to the ground.

There was no blood on the ground, and a quick glance suggested that he had fainted.

The door was open, and two figures were lying on the ground inside.

One of them, also in plain clothes, was lying in front of the door and also fainted.

Next to the seat next to the window, lying on the ground was Jia Yulin.

Jia Yulin?
Why is he here?

The Secret Service shifts at eight o'clock, and according to usual habits, Jia Yulin will not come until eight o'clock.

But now was not the time to ask questions. Zhou Qinghe stepped forward and looked at the wound. Jia Yulin's abdomen was shot and bleeding, but he was still conscious.

Those who were not injured fainted, but those who were seriously injured were still conscious.

"Quickly, send him to the operating room." Zhou Qinghe immediately said to the nurse who was following him.

Bang bang bang!

At this moment, several dull gunshots came from the direction of the main entrance of the hospital.

Zhou Qinghe quickly stood up and looked out of the window.

There was a beep of a car horn, and an ambulance started and rushed towards the road outside the hospital.

In just ten seconds, a bunch of plainclothes people rushed out from the direction of the canteen. Some ran and chased, some drove, and some fired directly at the car.

Intense gunshots and screams and horns were heard, and the ambulance disappeared, followed closely by two Secret Service vehicles.

"and many more."

The nurse had already helped Jia Yulin to lie down in the ward, but Jia Yulin frowned and said in pain: "Brother Zhou, hurry up, call the Secret Service and ask them to set up a card to intercept him."

"Okay, okay, I'll do the surgery on you first, your life is at stake."

Zhou Qinghe was not going to delay the call. The hospital had many eyes and it would be easy to find out whether he made the call in time.

So he said to a nurse: "The man on the ground is fainted. Wake him up and ask him to make a phone call. He is familiar with the arrangements of the Secret Service. We will perform the operation."

As for whether the person on the ground would delay getting up due to dizziness, that has nothing to do with him.

"Are you relieved? Can I have surgery?" Zhou Qinghe asked Jia Yulin.

Jia Yulin nodded and smiled: "Thank you, brother, that nurse, remember to tell him the direction of escape."

(End of this chapter)