Anti-Japanese War: Starting from Yaobai

Meanwhile, inside the Japanese hospital in Songyuan, Li Ru was sitting at his desk organizing some medical records when suddenly, a series of hurried footsteps approached from afar.

The footsteps were heading towards the Japanese office next to Li Ru's office.

Li Ru quickly picked up his hearing aid and held it close to the wall.

A Japanese soldier's voice came from the next office: "Dr. Nakamura, the troops are about to move out, and you must go with them. Please hurry. We'll probably leave tomorrow morning."

Dr. Nakamura sighed and said, "Is there going to be another war? Dr. Tanaka went with them last time and never came back. Can't you bring the wounded back for treatment?"

The Japanese soldier said, "This time, a big shot will be traveling with us, and the Imperial Army has a large number of troops. Dr. Nakamura, please rest assured, we will be safe this time."

Nakamura was helpless because, for whatever reason, he had no grounds to refuse, otherwise he would be sent to a military court.

Nakamura then said, "I understand. I need to pack up and then go to the barracks."

"Aliado!"

The other party thanked them, and the conversation ended.

Upon hearing this, Li Ru immediately felt that the Japanese were probably about to attack the anti-Japanese brigade again.

According to his understanding, the main force of the anti-Japanese brigade was not currently stationed at their base, so he needed to go home immediately to transmit this intelligence to the anti-Japanese brigade via radio.

Just then, footsteps sounded again outside the door, heading towards his room.

Li Ru frowned slightly, quickly put the hearing aid back in its place, sat back down at his desk, and pretended to be concentrating on organizing medical records.

Soon, the office door was pushed open abruptly, and the Japanese dean walked in hurriedly, followed by two obsequious Japanese soldiers.

As soon as the Japanese hospital director saw Li Ru, he got straight to the point: "Dr. Li, there is an emergency I need to discuss with you."

Li Ru had a bad feeling, but he was afraid he would have to work overtime again today.

But she still forced herself to stand up and bowed slightly, saying, "Dean, please speak."

The Japanese dean frowned and said with a serious expression, "You should remember that one of the Imperial Army officers behind me was shot in the head during a previous battle. Luckily, he survived, but he suffers from excruciating headaches every day and can only relieve the pain with morphine."

I thought that since you have the best medical skills in our hospital, I wanted you to perform the surgery and remove the shrapnel once and for all.

Li Ru felt a surge of annoyance. At that moment, all he could think about was getting home and passing on the intelligence, and he had no interest in the life or death of a Japanese officer.

But in order not to expose himself, he suppressed his impatience and tried his best to make his tone sound calm and professional:
"Dean, this surgery is extremely risky. The bullet is lodged in the brain, surrounded by vital nerves and blood vessels. If anything goes wrong, the patient's life will be in danger."

The Japanese hospital director waved his hand impatiently: "Dr. Li, I know all that. But he is an important officer in the Imperial Army, and we must do everything we can to save him. Don't worry, as long as the surgery is successful, the Imperial Army will definitely not treat you unfairly."

Li Ru's eyes darted around, and an idea came to him. He quickly said:

"Dean, I understand what you mean. However, I think we should consult this Imperial Army officer first."

After all, without surgery, he might live for several more years, decades, or even until he dies of old age. As long as the bullet doesn't rust or cause an infection, he can live on indefinitely.

But if we were to forcibly remove the bullet, there is a high probability that he would die on the operating table.

Furthermore, I am not skilled in neurosurgery, and our hospital lacks specialized equipment for it. In fact, I believe it would be better if this Imperial Army officer could be transferred to a hospital with better medical facilities.

After listening to Li Ru's words, the Japanese dean pondered for a moment and felt that they made some sense.

But he still said with some reluctance, "Dr. Li, I've considered transferring him to another hospital. There's simply no better hospital available to accept him right now, so please reconsider and try your best to overcome the difficulties."

Li Ru was secretly anxious. He glanced at the wall clock, which was ticking away second by second. He worried that if the delay continued, the anti-Japanese brigade would suffer losses.

After thinking for a moment, he said, "Dean, I'm really not entirely confident. If the surgery fails, not only will this Imperial Army officer's life be in danger, but we will also be implicated. To be on the safe side, let's talk to the officer himself first and hear his thoughts."

Seeing Li Ru's resolute attitude, the Japanese hospital director knew he had a point and could only nod helplessly: "Alright, Dr. Li, let's do it your way. Let's go and talk to the patient first."

Li Ru had no choice but to follow the Japanese hospital director and the two Japanese officers' men toward the ward.

Upon arriving at the ward, they found the Japanese officer lying on the bed, pale-faced, his hands tightly clutching his head, occasionally groaning in pain.

Seeing everyone come in, he slightly raised his head, his eyes filled with dejection and despondency.

Li Ru took a deep breath, walked to the bedside, and tried to keep his tone calm as he said, "Sir, regarding the bullet in your brain, the surgery is extremely risky. The bullet's location is critical, surrounded by important nerves and blood vessels. During the surgery, even the slightest deviation could lead to paralysis, aphasia, or even death."

At this point, Li Ru paused, observed the Japanese officer's reaction, and then continued:
"Moreover, our hospital currently has limited medical equipment and conditions, unlike those large specialized hospitals which have more sophisticated instruments to assist in surgery."

Furthermore, without surgery, and provided the bullet doesn't rust or cause infection, although you will suffer from headaches, you can live longer, perhaps even dying a natural death like a normal person.

Li Ru was hoping that the Japanese officer would be scared off by these words and give up the idea of ​​surgery.

However, the Japanese officer was tormented by the illness to the point of wishing he were dead. He gritted his teeth and said in a trembling but firm voice, "Dr. Li, I am going crazy from this headache every day. It's worse than death. Even if the surgery is risky, I am willing to try. I would rather gamble on the operating table than live like this in pain any longer."

Li Ru frowned deeply, turned to look at the Japanese hospital director, and said with difficulty, "Director, as you have heard, the risk of this surgery is far too high. I have no confidence at all. If anything goes wrong with the Imperial Army, I cannot bear the responsibility."

The Japanese hospital director understood Li Ru's concerns. He frowned and paced back and forth in the ward, unable to make up his mind.

Just then, the Japanese officer suddenly struggled to sit up, his eyes revealing a resolute determination, and said, "I am willing to write a disclaimer, and my two subordinates will testify that if I fail to get off the operating table, it has nothing to do with this Dr. Li. This is my own choice, and I will not hold anyone responsible."

Li Ru was still very uneasy after hearing this. He worried that the disclaimer might not truly absolve him of responsibility, and if the Japanese side changed their minds afterward, he would still be in trouble.

So he gritted his teeth and said to the hospital director, "Director, I really don't dare to perform this surgery alone. In order to maximize the success rate of the surgery and to have someone witness it, I request that you come with me to perform this surgery."

After thinking it over, the Japanese dean felt that there was nothing unreasonable about it, and that having one more person involved might provide some additional security.

So he nodded slightly and readily agreed, "Alright, Dr. Li, then I'll perform this surgery with you!" (End of Chapter)