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As the tense surgery proceeded, this operation took him a full hour and a half.

This also shocked him somewhat, because if things hadn't gone smoothly this time, the other person could very well have died on the operating table. It was quite lucky that the other person was still alive.

Zhang Tianhao looked at the wounded soldier who had completed the surgery, and only then did he take a closer look at the face opposite him.

"Hey, isn't this Xu Yueqian? Why does he look so old, and why has he been sent to Shanghai?"

This was clearly unexpected, or rather, completely beyond his expectations. After all, Xu Yue had come to Shanghai to work, and Zhou Qiaoqiao knew him, so this Zhou Qiaoqiao was very likely a member of the Central Bureau of Investigation and Statistics (Zhongtong).

However, Zhou Qiaoqiao hid it very well, and almost no one noticed his situation.

"Alright, Nurse Zhou, you can take him out now. Be careful and try to act naturally."

"it is good!"

Seeing that the surgery was complete, Zhou Qiaoqiao finally breathed a sigh of relief. She nodded to Sun Xiaolan and whispered, "Xiaolan, I'll take the person out. You can call in other patients for surgery now. Thank you for your hard work. I estimate it will take me half an hour to get out."

"it is good!"

After helping her push the wounded soldier out, Sun Xiaolan also went to call another patient to prepare for surgery.

Zhang Tianhao, on the other hand, took out a few steamed buns from his bag and started eating them.

Performing surgery is really physically demanding; most people simply can't endure it.

"Here, have a big steamed bun. Eat this first, or you won't have any energy later."

After watching Sun Xiaolan push the patient into the operating room and close the door, Zhang Tianhao handed over the steamed bun.

"Are you hungry? Didn't you eat lunch?"

"I ate two big bowls of noodles. I'm starving now. God knows how tiring this surgery was. I almost don't want to stand up anymore."

"Hehe, that's what happens when your skills are so good."

"okay!"

After the two ate two or three steamed buns, Zhang Tianhao resumed his surgery.
The silver needle anesthesia directly knocks the person unconscious. Since there are no other anesthetics available, silver needle anesthesia is the only option. This is something only he could do; no one else could do it.

"He broke his leg and actually waited for me to come for surgery, I'm really impressed!"

He was still somewhat speechless, but he still tried his best to do his best.

A dozen minutes later, looking at the patient who had been bandaged and had his cast put on, he gave a wry smile, then removed the silver needles and had Sun Xiaolan push the patient out.

Meanwhile, Zhou Qiaoqiao helped Xu Yaoqian to the back entrance of the hospital.

Then they saw the back door, where two young people were leaning against a car. Zhou Qiaoqiao was pushing a wheelchair, and Xu Yaoqian was sitting in it.

However, he was still unconscious at this moment, since Zhang Tianhao had rendered him unconscious during the surgery. This was just the right time.

"Nurse Zhou, how is he?"

"It's almost cleaned up. As for the medicine, you can find it yourselves. I don't have any anti-inflammatory drugs here. Once you find them, give him an injection, and that should be enough."

"Thank you."

"No need to thank me. I was just doing this for someone else. Please don't bother me with these kinds of things in the future. It's quite dangerous for me here too."

"Okay, I understand!"

Upon hearing this, the young man opposite realized that it was really inappropriate to let Zhou Qiaoqiao take such a risk this time.

But once the favor was repaid, Zhou Qiaoqiao felt a strange sense of relief, because such a debt of gratitude was really hard to repay.

She watched as Xu Yaoqian was helped into the car by two young men and shoved inside. Then the car drove away and quickly disappeared from her sight.

Zhou Qiaoqiao also breathed a sigh of relief, and her expression relaxed. She had finally repaid a debt of gratitude.

After closing the back door again, Zhou Qiaoqiao sat down on the door knocker behind the door, her expression becoming much calmer.

He took a piece of candy out of his pocket and carefully put it in his mouth.

Then I felt a sweet taste in my mouth, and even a blissful satisfaction on my face.

"I haven't felt this relaxed in a long time. Maybe I'm really lucky this time. I've followed the right person and can repay this favor."

Before I knew it, half an hour had passed.

Inside the operating room, Zhang Tianhao was still nervously performing the surgery. After all, surgery is no joke, nor is it a dinner party that can be stopped at any time.

The surgery cannot be stopped from the very beginning; in fact, it cannot be stopped for rest even halfway through.

Zhang Tianhao carefully performed the surgery, using a scalpel to remove a tumor from the patient's body on the operating table.

……

"I'm sorry, Dr. Wang, I'm disturbing your surgery."

Just as the two were finishing the surgery, they saw the operating room door being pushed open from the outside, and a woman walked in.

She came in with a somewhat embarrassed expression.

"Oh, it's Ms. Keiko. Hello. May I ask what brings you here?" However, this person was Keiko, who barged directly into the operating room.

"We are checking all the wounded to see if there are any gunshot wounds. There was just an anti-Japanese fighter who was injured and may need to have surgery now, so you know."

"It's alright, I'm having a tumor removal surgery right now, you can take a look."

Pointing to a tumor about the size of a child's fist on a tray, he said nonchalantly, "You can send someone to check it again."

Huizi glanced at the patient, then at the tumor on the tray, and smiled, saying with a hint of embarrassment, "Don't I trust Dr. Wang? It's just a routine check-up."

"All right!"

While agreeing, Zhang Tianhao stitched up the patient's wound, which was clearly cut open and distinctly different from a gunshot wound.

After checking the wound, Keiko, carrying several Japanese symptoms, turned around and went to check another operating room.

A dozen minutes later, Keiko finally withdrew the personnel, but left four Japanese military police officers to guard the area, especially to prevent anyone from coming in to perform surgery.

As the operating room door closed, Sun Xiaolan breathed a sigh of relief, having witnessed the gunshot wound in the seriously injured patient.

If they had arrived half an hour earlier, they might not have even had anywhere to run.

Well, I'm lucky I didn't get caught.

"Alright, don't overthink it. I'm a bit tired too. How about we rest for a while and do the surgery later?"

"You're not planning to do anything bad, are you?"

When Sun Xiaolan saw the expression on Zhang Tianhao's face, she was so frightened that she jumped back and assumed a defensive posture, as if she was very afraid of Zhang Tianhao.

"What are you thinking about? Your head is full of garbage all day long. You can't even think about that kind of thing here. I'm really impressed with you. I never thought you would think about doing that kind of thing here. Don't you even know the place?"

"Get lost. I was just worried you might be up to something. Honestly, all my good intentions have been wasted."

"Really? I have a feeling you have some ulterior motives towards me!"

While bickering, Zhang Tianhao helped the patient finish the surgery, counting gauze and other supplies to make sure nothing was missing. (End of Chapter)