Back to the Republic of China as a doctor

Chapter 15 15. Fame
After eating the love supper, Jiang Lai also went home with Uncle Zhang to rest.

The wounds on his face were nothing more than scratches. With his current physical fitness, the scabs would heal tomorrow. Even his left hand still hurts, but after thinking about it, pain is normal after being hit.

After washing, he lay on the bed and soon fell asleep because he was too sleepy.

However, all walks of life are not peaceful, and what happened at the Great Shanghai Song and Dance Hall at night soon reached the ears of some journalists...

Tongren Hospital, 1 bed in special needs ward.

After the operation, the man opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling. He didn't expect that he was lucky enough to be rescued. According to the nurse, the person who saved him was Dr. Jiang Lai, who performed the world's first amputated finger replantation. , Doctor Huaxia.

Later, he also met a certain Chinese detective from the police station in the concession, a former Whampoa honors graduate, Jiang Jikai. He didn't know if this person could be trusted, but now that he was being watched, it was very difficult for him to leave.

Sighing slightly, he lay on the bed for a whole day, his back was sore, and the wound also hurt, so he couldn't sleep at all.

Suddenly, the curtain flashed, and a black shadow landed steadily in the room.

The man took advantage of the dim light from the corridor to see who was coming, and heaved a sigh of relief, "Why are you here?"

"I went to the contact point to look for you, but I couldn't find it. After I inquired about it, I found out that there was an accident. Someone was sent to Tongren Hospital. I just came to confirm." The voice of the visitor was dull, as if after treatment, "What happened? what?"

……

The next day, cloudy.

When Jiang Lai woke up, it was already almost 9 o'clock. He stretched long, thinking that he finally came back from sleep, opened his eyes, let out a breath, quickly picked up his clothes, and put them on the bed .

Winter in the south is difficult without magic defense, and it is even worse in this era.

After washing up, I went to the dining room first. Sure enough, I still kept my own breakfast.

The yellow millet porridge, together with two or three fried rice, a cup of fresh milk, and a few slices of toast, is a bit of a combination of Chinese and Western.

"Master, are you up?" Zhang Bo's voice came.

"Well, Uncle Zhang, where's my father?" Jiang Lai sat down, took a sip of millet porridge, and asked.

"The master went out and said that if you wake up, you can recover from your injuries at home today, don't run away, the world is in chaos!"

Jiang Lai nodded in agreement, "It's chaos, I found that anyone with a little money has a gun!"

Uncle Zhang chuckled, then took out a handful from his waist and put it in his palm, "You mean this?"

Jiang Lai: So I don’t have one?
"You've been at school, and you don't have to."

Jiang Lai thought for a while, "Yes."

I picked up a raw pan fried, dipped it in the vinegar, and began to eat it seriously. I took a bite first, and sipped the soup for a while. The soup was delicious, and it was better than the ones he ate in later generations. It tastes much better.

The skin is scorched and the meat is tender, and the cooked sesame seeds on top also have a unique flavor.

"The fried rice at home is better." Jiang Lai boasted.

"Hey, you Aunt Zhang, you can just cook something to eat." Uncle Zhang smiled.

"Why is there still milk and bread?"

"I'm afraid you just came back, and you're not used to eating at home."

"From now on, you can prepare a cup of coffee for me every morning. There is no need for milk and bread. Just prepare a few more eggs, whether it is boiled eggs, tea eggs, or steamed eggs." Jiang Lai explained immediately. In terms of protein absorption, eggs are the best, followed by milk and seafood.

"Understood." Zhang Bo replied, quite happy in his heart.This shows that their young master has not acquired too many foreign habits.He knows about coffee, and I heard that drinking it can keep you refreshed for a day...but I can't help but feel distressed, probably because my little master used to stay up all night.

"Did my brother go to work?" After eating a pan fried, Jiang Lai thought of his cheap brother again.

"Yes, the young master went to the patrol room early in the morning."

Jiang Lai then thought of what happened last night and shook his head. In the chaotic world, he didn't know if the man with pneumothorax could be saved.

These days, things are still very mysterious.

Jiang Lai was lamenting that things were unreal, and there was already a turmoil outside because of the recent events.

"Selling newspapers! Selling newspapers! There was a shooting at the Shanghai International Song and Dance Hall last night! The life of the young master of the city bureau leader is dying!"

"Sell newspapers! Sell newspapers! The world's first amputated limb replantation was performed by my Huaxia doctor!"

"Selling newspapers! Dr. Jiang Lai, who completed the world's first amputated limb replantation, acted bravely and rescued the little son of the city bureau leader!"

"Selling newspapers! An exclusive interview with Dr. Jiang Lai, who completed the world's first amputated limb replantation!"

"Selling newspapers and selling newspapers! An exclusive interview with Dr. Jiang Lai, a great Chinese doctor!"

On the big and small streets of Shanghai Bund, from early in the morning, the sound of selling newspapers can be heard endlessly, and among them, the two most frequently mentioned words are Jiang Lai.

"This doctor Jiang Lai is so amazing! Oh, he not only performed the world's first severed finger replantation, but also put back someone's severed finger. He happened to be at the Shanghai International Song and Dance Hall last night. He was injured, and the young man of the city bureau leader's face turned blue at that time, he was choked by a piece of green ball, he still gave this person first aid treatment, otherwise, it is said that he would not be able to make it to the hospital!"

"It's really amazing!"

"And look at the photos, look at the photos! He is very handsome! The young man looks old and energetic!"

"Oh, I don't know whose little girl is lucky."

"It's a pity that I don't have a daughter...otherwise I would have gone to Tongren Hospital now!"

The discussion among common people on the street was quite lively, because in the past two days, the protagonists of the newspapers were all their own Chinese people!
Even American newspapers are all talking about Jiang Lai, which is very encouraging to ordinary people!With such young people, Huaxia has hope!
"As a doctor, is it strange to think about such a thing? Such a sentence came from the mouth of my Huaxia doctor, hahahaha! Have fun! Great doctor!"

"There are conditions for reattaching the broken finger! You have to take your own finger with you... Then my little uncle's finger has been broken for several years, so there is no way to put it back..."

"Yes, such medical skills must be conditional!"

"It's true only if there are conditions! I didn't believe it yesterday, but now I believe it!"

"Good thing!"

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A certain army headquarters.

"Severing fingers, replanting, this technology... If it is popularized in the army, why worry about the lives of soldiers!" A middle-aged general looked at the newspaper and sighed, and then looked at an old friend, "Yun Ting, if I What are the conditions for sending a military doctor to learn this technique?"

"Wen Bai, it's good for the family and the country, why have I ever been stingy?" Jiang Yunting smiled, then sighed, his face turned cold, "It's just that the child was frightened last night, his left hand was almost broken, and his face was almost disfigured !"

"What... what happened?" The middle-aged general was surprised. "Wait a minute... Today's newspaper has news about Jiang Lai's brave actions. Is it a dispute at the Shanghai International Song and Dance Hall?"

"Yeah." Jiang Yunting nodded, "Wen Bai, the gang matter is too big to deal with now. Is the higher-ups really not going to deal with it?"

"Yunting, you also know that it's complicated..." Zhang Wenbai shook his head and sighed, "The higher ups have intentions, but at this moment, under internal and external troubles, they are powerless."

"Since that's the case, if it's a fight between gangs, the higher-ups shouldn't care too much, right?"

"Hiss... Yun Ting, what do you want to do?"

"He, a member of the Green Gang, wants my son's life. I can't just sit still." Jiang Yunting smiled with a cold look on his face.

"what do you mean……"

"The person who shot was Du's wife and nephew, and the target was my son, Jiang Lai!"

As the commander of an army and a high-ranking member of the civilian government, Zhang Wenbai is very clear that between people, only resentment is the most difficult to adjust, but he also knows that the value of severed finger replantation is actually not necessary at all, "OK, I agree that the higher-ups won't care too much unless he directly finds the higher-ups."

"Okay, then you can organize a group of doctors as soon as possible, and they should be able to study after New Year's Day."

"Row."

……

"It's really finger replantation! The photos can't be faked, and neither can the reporters of our empire! Hiss... such a technology must be in the hands of our empire!"

"It's already being discussed!"

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Of course, Jiang Lai was unaware of the turmoil outside. After breakfast, he was always bored at home.

Once busy people are free, they will not adapt to such a life.

After thinking about it, he decided to go and see Xie Er... After all, Xie Er was injured because of him, so he asked Uncle Zhang to prepare some gifts and went out.

As a senior surgeon, Shell not only has a dormitory in the hospital, but also has an apartment in Shanghai. After all, he has a younger sister.

It's just that Jiang Lai didn't know Schell's address, so he went to Tongren Hospital first. Professor Bourne always knew it.And since he came to the hospital, he had to look at the patients he was operating on.

When putting on the white coat, Jiang Lai couldn't help sighing, this is really a terrible habit.

"Doctor Jiang, why did you come to the hospital?" Xia Yu looked around nervously, "This morning, all the reporters and patients came to see you! Fortunately, it is almost noon now... otherwise you must be surrounded !"

Jiang Lai smiled, "I'll ask for the address of Xie Er's house, and drop by to see the patient."

"You are too responsible... Doctor Li Shu left the night shift early in the morning!"

"As a doctor, you should be responsible." Jiang Lai smiled, and headed towards the special needs ward.

Fortunately, two of my patients are in the special needs ward.

Dana, I need bed 2 especially.

Zhao Si, especially need bed No. 3.

Oh, no, there is an anonymous person who needs bed No. 1 in particular.

He co-authored a total of 3 special needs wards, all of which were occupied by his patients!When the performance is released next month, will he get a few extra dollars?Thinking about it, no one wants to account for his three operations, right?

Thinking about it this way, Jiang Lai suddenly felt full of motivation. Although there are some people in the market, there seems to be no shortage of money at home...but the money at home is the money at home, and what is his is his!
　As the title.

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