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After packing their things, Zhang Tianhao and Nurse Qian got into the car sent by Miura and headed towards the military police station.

However, the situation at the military police headquarters was far more difficult than Zhang Tianhao had imagined.

But their momentum didn't diminish at all; the entire military police force still looked the same.

The car drove directly into the military police headquarters and stopped in front of the office building.

"Dr. Wang, be careful in a bit."

"I see!"

When he fully recovers, it will be the end of the entire military police force, since there will be no need for them to exist anymore.

"Dr. Wang, you've arrived!"

At this moment, Sanyo saw Zhang Tianhao and greeted him with a smile.

"Dr. Wang, this is what happened. One of our men is injured, and we need your help to treat him. If you can cure him, there will be a great reward."

"Major, I need to see the patient first before I can determine whether he or she can be cured."

"no problem."

Then, Sanyo led him directly to a room.

This room had already been set up as an operating room, and there was even an operating table inside.

"This is my lover. I don't know what illness she has. She has lost weight. Look at her, what's going on? As for Dean Miura, he hasn't been able to find out the cause either."

"Okay, let me see!"

Zhang Tianhao also went in, followed by Nurse Qian, one carrying a toolbox and the other going in.

He arrived at the patient's bedside, examined him first, and then began to take his pulse.

Without modern tools, he could only examine it slowly.

"Madam, do you feel any pain on this side of your body?"

"Does it hurt here? Does it hurt here too?"

"pain!"

After half an hour of Zhang Tianhao's continued examination, he finally stood up, his complexion looking rather unwell.

"Major, the success of this surgery is not guaranteed. After all, the chance of success is less than 30%. If I'm not mistaken, it may be a growth in the stomach, or it may be stomach cancer. We just don't know yet."

"You mean it might be a tumor or stomach cancer, or something like that?"

"Yes, but there's no way to confirm it right now. You'll have to decide whether or not surgery is necessary. After all, your wife's stomach is the most uncomfortable part, and during my examination, I also discovered a problem with her stomach."

"Dean, please come and take a look. I don't know if my judgment is correct, since we don't have professional testing equipment, so this is the only way I can make a judgment."

Dean Miura walked in at that moment and saw Zhang Tianhao calling him.

He was also taken aback, his gaze fixed on Zhang Tianhao, his eyes like knives.

"Dr. Wang, are you sure it's a tumor?"

"I don't know, but given this situation, and the fact that the person is so thin and can't eat, there's a 70% chance it's this type of illness. That's why I asked you to come for a consultation; I'm afraid of misdiagnosis!"

Miura rolled his eyes and glared at him with some displeasure.

Clearly, Miura was also reluctant to get involved, since he knew his own medical skills well, and now that Zhang Tianhao was so certain, he couldn't say anything more.

"Major, I suggest you take the woman to a large hospital in Hefei for a checkup, or to Nanjing or Shanghai."

"It's no use. We've been to Shanghai and Nanjing, but we haven't found anything. They haven't been able to find anything wrong either. The only thing they're sure of is that there's a serious problem with her stomach."

Dean Miura shook his head helplessly and stated the result directly.

"Dean, I'm just a junior doctor who's just started in the medical field, so I can't be sure about this situation. After all, it concerns Madam's life and death!"

Major Sanyo's expression was also quite grim. He knew he had no other choice but to make a decision. He looked at Miura, then at Zhang Tianhao, and said seriously, "Dr. Wang, how confident are you?"

"Thirty percent, that's the most I'll offer, because we haven't fully determined the specifics of Madam's condition yet. Once we do, I'll increase it by twenty percent, which means it'll be split in half."

"it is good!"

Major Sanyo was also taken aback for a moment, then nodded and said "okay".

"Dr. Wang, I'm counting on you!"

As he spoke, he bowed deeply to Zhang Tianhao.

"You're welcome!"

"Alright then, Dean Miura, would you please be Dr. Wang's assistant and help him complete this surgery? Is that alright?"

"no problem."

"Dr. Wang, what equipment or tools do you need? I'll go and prepare them right away!"

"Anesthetic, alcohol, gauze, scalpel, needle and thread, tweezers, and..."

As he listed the equipment and tools, Miura, who was standing to the side, knew that these were the most basic tools for surgery, and without much hesitation, nodded directly.

This makes it seem very professional, with no unnecessary items.

"I'll have it ready for you within half an hour!"

"Yes!"

Nurse Qian left again to go back to the hospital to prepare, and this time she went with Dean Miura's approval slip.

As for what comes next, Zhang Tianhao and Miura are also starting to prepare some things to pay attention to during the surgery.

The two of them changed into professional surgical gowns, and even disinfected various tools.

Half an hour passed in the blink of an eye. Nurse Qian had changed into her work clothes and put on her hat, and the three of them entered the temporary operating room to begin the surgery on the lady.

As time went on, the surgery was still quite difficult.

But after a four-hour surgery, the final sutures were completed, and the result even looked quite perfect.

"Dr. Wang, you're amazing, truly amazing!"

Stepping out of the operating room, Miura breathed a sigh of relief. He had clearly not expected Zhang Tianhao's surgical skills to have reached such a level; it was almost unbelievable.

Even under those complicated circumstances, they managed to find the cause of the illness.

It's not a problem with the stomach, but rather a lesion in the intestines along the esophagus.

This caused the patient to lose their appetite, and even when they did eat, they would easily vomit. They also became increasingly thin and eventually fell into a coma.

"Dr. Wang, you are the most amazing doctor I have ever met, really!"

"Dean, you're too kind. I was just doing my job. As for the rest, let's not talk about it."

"Good good!"

The fact that he said "good" three times shows how happy he was. In fact, he never imagined that Zhang Tianhao could find the cause of the disease under such complex conditions as the human body.

At this moment, Major Sanyo also stepped forward, grabbed Zhang Tianhao's hand tightly, and said excitedly, "Dr. Wang, how did the surgery go?"

"Congratulations, Major. It's a relative success. This time, the cancer was in the esophagus. That large section has now been completely removed. You'll probably need to rest for a while. If it doesn't recur, you may be able to live a long time."

"Sanyo, congratulations, the surgery was a success."

"thanks, thanks!"

"You're welcome." (End of Chapter)