Lin Qingzhu took out his mobile phone, entered the email address given to him by the operator before, and sent the address of the human trafficking den to this email address, then paused, looked up at Zhang Qiling:

"Several people?"

Zhang Qiling took out the bento from the microwave: "Eight."

"Are there any children? How many?"

"Four, baby."

"All saved?"

Zhang Qiling took out the chopsticks, his body froze, and then nodded.

Lin Qingzhu noticed it keenly, glanced at Zhang Qiling, said nothing, and bowed his head to type.

From the looks of it, the process was a bit risky, and maybe one or two of them almost failed to be saved.

After all, it would be really troublesome for the other party to hold the child as a hostage.

After Lin Qingzhu sent the email, he suddenly remembered something and felt something was wrong.

"You put those children there? No one cares?"

Zhang Qiling stopped eating and nodded hesitantly: "Those people, tie them up and knock them out."

From the looks of it, the little brother was tied up very firmly by the traffickers, so he felt that the traffickers would no longer be a threat, and he couldn't do anything to those babies.

But, little brother, do you know that a baby who is a few months old will kill himself if no one is watching.

For example, suddenly turned over and fell out of bed, for example, it was cold and got sick from the cold.

For another example, if you don't change the diaper in time or don't wear the diaper, you can wet the bed, and you can give yourself frostbite.

It is even possible to turn over and suffocate when sleeping, choke on milk, turn over and fall into the cracks around the bed and suffocate.

If you haven't seen people for a long time, or those children are already hungry, they may cry all the time.

Prolonged crying, the accumulation of tears and snot, and inhalation into the trachea can also cause suffocation in children.

If the crying lasts for more than 20 minutes, the stress level in the body will rise, which may lead to the death of brain cells, and severe brain damage and cognitive impairment.

I don't know when the children abducted by those traffickers have been breastfed. If the little brother went there when it was almost time for breastfeeding, those children would be in danger.

I hope there will be no problems in the few 10 minutes when the little brother comes back, and the police can dispatch the police a little faster.

Thinking about it, Lin Qingzhu sent another email to explain the situation.

Over there, when the operator saw the email, he was still a little puzzled, why Chitong just called today and sent another email not long after.

But soon, when the operator saw the second email, he jumped up and ran into the office next to him.

"Police! Chi Tong just hit the trafficker's den, and now there are four unattended babies there."

"What?! Chitong has already left?!" A startled voice came out.

"He's been away for a while."

"Then why are you saying it now? It's too messy?! Hurry up and take the people away and bring the traffickers and children back."

"Yes!" The man in the office hurried out.

"Wait, call a few female colleagues in the department and ask them to take care of those children."

"Know it!"

…………

Here, Lin Qingzhu also received an unexpected call, and the mobile phone noted Mr. Yamamoto.

"I'm Lin, is this Mr. Yamamoto?"

"Qingzhu, I'm Takero Yamamoto, how are you doing?"

"Very good, how are you, teacher?"

"I'm still the same, I always feel sorry for you staying in that small clinic." Yamamoto joked.

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Takero Yamamoto entered the topic:

"I remember you said that you studied in Huaxia and also studied for a doctorate in Chinese medicine, right?"

"Yes, what's the matter, teacher?" Lin Qingzhu was a little puzzled.

"How is your Chinese medicine?"

"It's not bad, it should be similar to Western medicine." Lin Qingzhu said implicitly about her own level.

His Chinese medicine is given by the system, master level, to be honest, much better than western medicine.

His western medicine surgery is advanced, internal medicine is only intermediate.

In fact, the senior level is equivalent to the director level of the top three hospitals in the province, or even slightly higher, but the master level is equivalent to the master of Chinese medicine.

If it wasn't for the fact that the doctor didn't heal himself, and his waist injury was affected by the self-generated cold poison of the blood, causing almost irreversible damage, it would be very easy for him to heal.

Of course, if you take care of it slowly now, it should be able to take care of it, but it is a chronic injury after all, and it probably takes a lot of time.

Chapter 102 Senior Lin is so handsome!

"Actually, the teacher called you this time because he wanted to ask you for help." Takero Yamamoto smiled.

"Mr. Yamamoto, you are too polite. You can't talk about helping. Your business is my business. As long as it is within the student's ability, the student is duty-bound."

Lin Qingzhu's words were impassioned, but his tone and expression were calm and unwavering, which made Qilin look admiring.

Still the master is amazing!

It is obligatory within the scope of ability, but if it is not within the scope of ability, it is obviously the master himself who has the final say.

"Of course." Takero Yamamoto smiled: "That's right, you have a junior who also likes Chinese medicine, especially the magical acupuncture in Chinese medicine."

Hearing this, Lin Qingzhu was a little surprised. Could it be that he wanted him to take his apprentice?

Takero Yamamoto shouldn't have made such a request.

Before Lin Qingzhu thought about it, he heard the other party continue:

"Because he is very interested in acupuncture and moxibustion, your junior bought a lot of related books from Huaxia to study on his own, and also consulted some doctors who know some Chinese medicine."

"As a result, when he practiced acupuncture points on himself today, he stabbed himself with hemiplegia, and now he can't move half of his body."

"We don't have any other doctors who are good at Chinese medicine in our hospital. Some of them know a little bit, and most of them are only superficial. His hemiplegia caused by pricking the wrong acupuncture points is not easy for us to treat with Western medicine."

"I remembered that you studied in Huaxia and got a doctor's degree in Chinese medicine, so I wanted to ask, can you cure this?"

"It shouldn't be a problem. It depends on the actual situation. Where is the student now?" Lin Qingzhu agreed. The teacher still wants to save face, and it's not too troublesome.

"He's in the Tokyo Hospital right now. This kid was practicing acupuncture during his break at work, and he stabbed himself." Takero Yamamoto smiled wryly.

Lin Qingzhu nodded: "Okay, please wait a moment for Mr. Yamamoto and my junior, I will go there now."

"Okay, sorry for the trouble Qingzhu." Takero Yamamoto said gratefully.

"You're welcome, you should." Lin Qingzhu said politely with no expression on her face, and hung up the phone.

It seems that Mr. Yamamoto thinks highly of this junior, and actually found himself here for him.

Speaking of which, Takero Yamamoto was not actually his teacher at the University of Tokyo.

The other party was the director of the emergency department of the Tokyo Hospital. When he was an intern at the Tokyo Hospital, Takero Yamamoto took him for a while.

According to the unwritten rules in the industry, the seniors who bring him in the hospital are all his teachers.

In Huaxia, it is a bit similar to a master, but it may not be taught as much as a school teacher. It all depends on whether the other party is willing to teach.

"Brother, I'm going out for a while. We don't have to open this afternoon. If anyone you know is looking for you, just call me." Lin Qingzhu looked at the little brother who was still eating.

Zhang Qiling glanced at him, nodded, and continued to cook with his head down, his movements graceful but unabated.

Going out and driving to Tokyo Hospital, this road is still familiar in my memory, so I won't get lost.

Lin Qingzhu glanced at the gate of Tokyo Hospital. The familiarity in his memory made him inexplicably kind. When he entered the hospital, the emergency department was on the first floor.

It is also the place where he practiced before.

"Hello, Senior Lin!"

"Good afternoon, Senior Lin!"

"Hello, Dr. Lin!"

"Doctor Lin is here!"

It has only been nearly a year since he left, and everyone in the emergency department knows Lin Qingzhu, and out of respect for his medical skills, they greet him one after another.

Although Lin Qingzhu was not good at socializing before, he was not arrogant in his dealings with others. He would teach him everything he asked, and his medical skills were quite good. In addition, he was famous when he was in college, so although he was young, he was still respected.

Even some old doctors would not put on airs in front of Lin Qingzhu.

Lin Qingzhu smiled politely and nodded to everyone, as a greeting. Others are also used to his personality and will not feel too cold.

After entering the emergency department, Lin Qingzhu felt that the muscles on his face were a little stiff, and he didn't usually smile very much. This smile lasted for so long, and it was really troublesome to deal with communication.

He could still catch the conversation of the little nurse behind him.

"Senior, is this the senior Lin Qingzhu you mentioned earlier?"

"That's right! How's it going?" The female nurse looked narrowly at the young nurse who was new this year.

"Senior Lin is so handsome!"

"Of course, Dr. Lin is my senior. I heard that when Dr. Lin was at school, he was always the school grass of our University of Tokyo."

"Senior, you are also from the University of Tokyo! Is Senior Lin really good? Have you ever seen Senior Lin perform surgery?"

"Of course it's amazing. Don't think Dr. Lin is my senior. He is a few years younger than me. When he was still in the hospital, I saw him perform an operation. It was a textbook-style operation. At that time, everyone around shocked."

"Oh my god! I really want to see it once. What is Senior Lin doing here today? Can he perform surgery?"

"I heard that Dr. Morihara just learned Chinese medicine and stabbed himself. Maybe he came to help Dr. Morihara treat his illness. Senior Lin went to China to study, and Chinese medicine is also very good."

…………

As the voice faded away, Lin Qingzhu walked towards the director's office.

"Qingzhu? You're here! Why don't you say anything, I'm about to go out to pick you up." Yamamoto Takero just opened the door when he saw Lin Qingzhu walking over.

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