Ivanov was carried into the disposal room on a stretcher. Zhang Jinbiao sat down on a bench, looked at the blood on his hands, and complained: "Ivanov is really stupid. I even raised my gun at that time, but he still didn't
If you know how to hide... you'll get blood all over me!"
Just as Jiang Xinyu put the cigarette to his mouth, a nurse named Emily passed by in the corridor and said: "Sir, smoking is not allowed in the clinic."
Jiang Xinyu made an apologetic gesture, put the cigarette into the cigarette case, and said to Zhang Jinbiao: "Biaozi, you can't always take advantage of the sidelines. You should consider running a business."
"You can make a lot of money from the sidelines, and do the right thing...it's too slow to make money!"
"It's definitely not as fast as making money by doing something wrong, but I feel at ease and don't have to worry about it every day. Things like today are unlikely to happen."
"That's true……"
"Does Mr. Du from Shanghai know?"
"I know, I know, that's from Shanghai!" Zhang Jinbiao raised his thumb and said with envy.
"Mr. Du started his career by fishing for side jobs, but now he is gradually turning into a serious business. Do you know why?"
"I've caught enough."
"That's just one aspect. The most important thing is to wash away the stains on your body and truly integrate into the upper class society! It's easy to be feared, but it's hard to be respected!"
"...Then let's put it this way, Mr. Du donated money and airplanes during the Anti-Japanese War, not out of patriotism, but to wash away his past stains?"
"I have both, but I definitely have more patriotism..."
As soon as the door of the treatment room rang, the nurse came out and said: "Ivanov family members, the doctor invites you in."
In the treatment room, Dr. Kohler took off his gloves, looked at Jiang Xinyu and Zhang Jinbiao, and said, "Both of you, please sit down."
There was a curtain behind and Ivanov's condition could not be seen. Zhang Jinbiao said eagerly: "Doctor, how is Ivanov?"
Dr. Kohler was stunned for a few seconds before he figured out who "Nov" Zhang Jinbiao was talking about, and then said: "The patient's injury is very serious. You must find a doctor willing to operate on him within three hours.
"
"doctor……"
"I'm sorry, because it was a gunshot wound and you don't have a certificate from the police station, so... I'm sorry!"
Jiang Xinyu said: "Doctor Kohler, saving one life is better than building a seven-level pagoda. You are a doctor, and it is your bounden duty to save lives and heal the wounded. You will not let the patient fend for himself just because of a piece of certificate, right?"
As he spoke, he winked at Zhang Jinbiao. Zhang Jinbiao understood and hurriedly said to Dr. Kohler: "We can double the cost of the operation!"
Dr. Kohler looked at the two of them, shook his head helplessly, and said, "Okay, for the sake of God, I will make an exception!"
Zhang Jinbiao stood up, made the sign of the cross on his chest, and muttered: "Thank God, if Nov is alive, I will definitely go to the church to burn incense to fulfill my wish!"
Dr. Kohler said: "You know, if this matter gets out, it will be very detrimental to the clinic. So, one of you two must be my assistant, okay?"
Just as Zhang Jinbiao was about to talk, Jiang Xinyu said first, "No problem, I'll be your assistant."
Dr. Kohler nodded and said, "Very good, Emily will teach you how to do it."
The operation lasted until nine o'clock in the evening. Except for Emily, the nurses actually went home from get off work at eight o'clock.
Jiang Xinyu's job is very simple. She is responsible for delivering various surgical instruments to the doctor. Emily praised this temporary "nurse" for her strong learning ability and memorized the names of all the instruments in ten minutes.
Although his medical skills were not as good as Kohler's, Jiang Xinyu could still tell during the operation that Ivanov's injury was not serious.
It's scary to see that the body is covered in blood. That's just because Zhang Jinbiao's bandage was poor and the bullet was far away from the vital point. As long as the wound doesn't become inflamed, he won't die in ten and a half months.
From a doctor's perspective, it is common to exaggerate and exaggerate a condition, and there is nothing wrong with it.
At nine o'clock in the evening, when the final stage of suturing was entered, Dr. Kohler said while suturing: "Emily, inject the patient with antibiotics!"
"Okay." Emily took four or five small vials from the shelf, mixed them according to the proportion, and pumped them into the syringe.
Jiang Xinyu is a medical student. Of course he knows that injecting antibiotics can effectively avoid postoperative complications. This is the most common treatment method.
However, the other drugs Emily added are a bit confusing. All it takes is a shot of penicillin. Why does it have to be so complicated?
Ten minutes later, the suturing was completed. In terms of the process alone, this was a successful surgical operation.
Dr. Kohler took off his mask, let out a long breath, and said to Jiang Xinyu: "You should leave quickly before the anesthetic wears off! Emily, prescribe them some painkillers."
"Thank you, doctor!" Jiang Xinyu glanced at the medicine bottle on the table. He had a strong memory and remembered all the English labels on the medicine bottle.
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When I got home, it was already ten o'clock at night.
Hearing the sound of the car engine, Xiaolan came out and said, "Sir, you are back."
Jiang Xinyu took off his coat, hung it on the coat hanger, and said, "Is there any food left?"
"Yes, I'll heat it up for you." Xiaolan quickly walked into the kitchen.
Hattori Mina also came down from upstairs after hearing the sound, and asked with concern: "Why are you back so late?"
"Something happened at the winery and I just finished my work. Is Rongrong sleeping?" Jiang Xinyu sat on the sofa and stretched his limbs, feeling a little tired.
"Go to bed early... By the way, Tongtong came here in the afternoon. She said she came to see Rongrong. In fact, I saw that she was waiting for you."
"Wait for me? What's going on?"
"When I asked her, she said she was fine. In fact, I could tell that Tong Tong was a little absent-minded."
"I'm going back to Chongqing soon. I must be a little reluctant to leave." Jiang Xinyu knew in his heart that Tong Tong came to him because he wanted to inquire about Ishikawa Shigeyasu.
Hattori Mina picked up the kettle, poured a cup of hot water and put it on the coffee table, and said slowly: "Xinyu, I've always wanted to ask you, why didn't you just tell Zhao Zhuo that day that the hairpin belonged to Tongtong?"
Xiaolan came in with food and placed them on the dining table one by one.
Jiang Xinyu stood up and walked over, picked up a piece of tofu with his chopsticks, and said, "I didn't feel hungry until I got home after not eating for a day."
Hattori Mina also sat over, and while serving Jiang Xinyu rice, she said to Xiaolan: "Go to bed early and clean up tomorrow."
After Xiaolan retreated, Hattori Mina handed the rice bowl to Jiang Xinyu, continued the topic, and said, "Tell me, why?"
Jiang Xinyu stopped his chopsticks, glanced at Hattori Mina, and said, "Zhao Zhuo is usually very sneaky. It's hard to say why he asked about the card issuer."
"sneaking?"
"Yes, sneaky, a feeling that I can't put into words!"