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Inside the police station compound.

Zhang Tianhao sat in the jeep, holding two steamed buns in his hand, eating them as he waited for Song Wen to come downstairs.

Inside the building, Song Wen and Kong Ming hurriedly packed their things, preparing to go downstairs.

After all, I hadn't slept all night, so I was still in pretty good spirits.

"Xiao Tian, ​​are you ready?"

"Everything is ready, we can go now!"

She jumped into the car, started the jeep, and prepared to leave.

As soon as the car started, a large truck drove in from outside, and Song's father, who was in the passenger seat, also saw Zhang Tianhao and the jeep.

He waved repeatedly at the jeep and shouted loudly at the same time.

"Xiaowen, Xiaotian, stop!"

"Don't go!"

The already quiet morning took Song Wen and Zhang Tianhao by surprise.

After all, who could have imagined that as soon as Song's father returned, he would tell the two of them not to leave early, but to stay instead?

As soon as the truck stopped, Song's father jumped off the truck, came to the side of the jeep, and took Zhang Tianhao's hand.

"Xiao Tian, ​​quick! There are five wounded soldiers. Perform surgery on them now!"

"Are there any wounded?"

Zhang Tianhao's heart skipped a beat, but he immediately said with a serious expression, "Okay, take him to the infirmary!"

"Row!"

The other police officers quickly carried the person down, and Zhang Tianhao headed straight for the medical facilities after Song Wen parked the car.

Song Wen pulled him to the infirmary and gave him a white coat to wear. She then prepared necessary supplies such as scalpels, tweezers, needles and thread, alcohol, and gauze.

Zhang Tianhao washed his hands and then put on special gloves, preparing to perform the surgery.

Five police officers were carried in. He glanced at them and began treating them according to their severity.

Apart from one seriously injured soldier, the others mostly sustained minor injuries, so the situation was not particularly difficult.

An hour and a half later, looking at the five wounded who had been treated, he breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiaowen, I have to go to work now. Can you take me there? I bet the hospital will be quite busy today."

"Xiao Tian, ​​thank you so much. If it weren't for you, they might have been in trouble."

Mr. Song breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that Zhang Tianhao had treated all five wounded men and bandaged them up in just an hour and a half.

"You are welcome!"

"Xiaowen, take Xiaotian there!"

"By the way, Uncle, buy some anti-inflammatory medicine for these wounded soldiers, and some Chinese herbal decoction at the pharmacy will suffice."

"Ok!"

Zhang Tianhao didn't waste any time and got into the jeep and drove straight to the hospital.

When he arrived at the hospital, he saw that it was under lockdown, and the nurses and doctors inside were busy. Apart from the hurried figures, there were wounded people lying in the corridor.

"Dr. Wang, you're finally here! Quick, quick, Director Miura has been so worried!"

At this moment, Nurse Sun walked over, pulled Zhang Tianhao aside, and said with a serious expression, "A lot of wounded people were brought in tonight, and they are currently being treated."

"The hospital director has given the order that all doctors must go and treat the wounded. Hurry up and change your clothes, then go to the emergency room to start treating the wounded."

"By the way, the dean is getting really anxious; he hasn't been able to get you to work yet."

"Sigh, who would have thought there would be so many wounded? I just went to see my father-in-law yesterday and drank a bit too much. I was only a little late getting up this morning when this happened."

"Alright, stop talking. Everything's ready. Let's go to the emergency room for surgery!"

The two quickly arrived at the emergency room, where they saw many puppet troops and some special agents. As for the Japanese, they had already been taken to the operating room for treatment.

Seeing the special agents and collaborators, Zhang Tianhao quickly went over to treat the wounded.

This time, he didn't start with the most serious injuries, but began with the minor ones. He only treated and bandaged the wounds that the nurses couldn't handle.

After he finished treating all of the dozen or so people, he saw that two of them had died on the operating table.

After all, the injury was too severe, and there was a difference of more than three hours between the time and the injury.

It was dragged down to its death.

It's not that he doesn't want to treat these people, but rather that even if they are cured, they will become a scourge.

"Dr. Wang, everything is done. Two people died, let them handle the rest!"

Nurse Sun stood to the side, watching Zhang Tianhao breathe a sigh of relief. He had obviously been standing for more than three hours and was too tired to move anymore.

"Ok!"

"Thank you, Dr. Wang!"

The dozen or so wounded soldiers watched as Zhang Tianhao dragged his weary body toward the office and thanked him.

After all, if Zhang Tianhao hadn't treated them today, their injuries might have been much more serious.

As for those two damned ones, there's nothing they can do to change anything.

People are inherently selfish, and which of these people isn't?

"It's alright, go get the medicine. Besides changing the dressing frequently, get some traditional Chinese medicine and anti-inflammatory drugs, twice a day. You'll be almost fully recovered in a few days."

"it is good!"

They all knew very well that anti-inflammatory drugs were hard to buy normally, but this time they still had a chance to buy them. After all, it was quite difficult for more than a dozen people to buy anti-inflammatory drugs here.

A dozen or so people, carrying prescription slips, went straight upstairs to the pharmacy, where they could find traditional Chinese medicine for inflammation.

Back in his office, he finally sat down to rest for a while.

"Nurse Sun, haven't the people in the operating room come out yet? Aren't there four doctors?"

"There's no way you can perform surgery faster. There are seven or eight wounded people to save. It's probably not over yet, since the gates haven't been opened."

Nurse Sun glanced at the operating room door, found a stool to sit down, and then looked at the other nurses who were also sitting down to rest.

"What's the situation inside?"

"What else can we do but wait? We've done all we can anyway."

"Ugh, I'm exhausted. If another batch comes, I probably won't be able to do anything today, and I won't even want to eat."

"Alright, stop talking nonsense. Let's rest for a while. Who knows if we'll need to go help again?"

"Ok!"

Zhang Tianhao sat down and said to Nurse Sun, "Nurse Sun, go buy lunch. You, me, and the three nurses outside, let's buy it together. It's on me today."

"Row!"

Upon hearing this, Nurse Sun happily accepted the money and went to buy food with the lunchbox.

Zhang Tianhao also sat down and began to sort out some work-related matters. After all, there is always more work to be done, but things still need to be done well.

"By the way, Xiao Zhang, how badly are the wounded inside? Are they more seriously injured than those outside?"

"More or less. Only four people were carried in; the other four weren't in such serious condition, they were just helped in."

After thinking for a moment, Nurse Zhang said, "But they're all Imperial Army soldiers!"

Those who understand will naturally understand. Zhang Tianhao smiled and nodded, then picked up his water glass and began to drink.

"Alright, we need to go brew the medicine!" (End of Chapter)