1932: Playing with the Japanese Communist Party with a doll

In a sense, Ye Fei was truly a god-man. He was seriously injured at least six times during the revolutionary war, but he survived every time and recovered quickly.

The most dangerous one was the one the agent said, when a bullet entered from the left forehead and was stuck in the skull for more than 60 years as a souvenir until it was discovered after cremation. Other tricks such as "a bullet passing through the lungs can be saved by plastering rural herbs" are even more common.

Perhaps it was really the "convergence of world lines". In this life, he also suffered an almost identical blow, and even the angle and position of the bullet were so similar.

"I know, don't worry, I'm fine, I just felt a little careless..."

Although Fujiwara Kanezane knew that the KMT secret service was planning another attack in Shenyang through Shen Zui and Huang Hun's connections with the Fuxing Society, he did not take it too seriously.

The spies are sabotaging!

Which day is not?

Considering that he couldn't sell out his two important identities as "Drunkard, the head of the Northeast region of the Renaissance Society" and "Twilight, the Nationalist government's super-agent", for the time being, he didn't even arrange for anyone to deliberately inquire about the target and specific time of the attack, but just let UMP40 come back quietly and make preparations.

As a result, everything went smoothly everywhere else, but something went wrong with Ye Fei.

Although the accident was indeed an accident, and although it is impossible to completely avoid casualties in revolutionary work, he cannot avoid responsibility.

He had traveled through time and space, and had been safely protected by humanoids such as agents for a long time. He didn't have to worry about his life safety at all, and he really treated everyone as a king of endurance.

But it turns out that he is neither the king of endurance nor the commander who can drink collapse fluid in the yellow zone.

When a person is killed, he dies. Life is only once.

When Fujiwara Kanezane's iconic black luxury car, the Qin (Unit-00), appeared on the heavily guarded streets of Shenyang, the Chinese, Japanese, Korean, and Russian military police and secret agents on both sides of the road voluntarily stopped their work and saluted.

Looking at the quiet streets, Fujiwara Kanezane frowned:

"Hmm? Martial law? Last night?"

“Yes, because not only the CCP’s accommodation was attacked, but also the locations of representatives from other countries and your group of beautiful girls. However, the main target was still the CCP delegation. The others were just coordinating to attract fire, and no casualties were caused.

"Oh...pass my order down and lift martial law!"

"commander?"

"It's okay. 40 should have already marked those guys. There will be plenty of opportunities to frame them later. Lifting martial law will only make them suspicious, and then reveal more of their true intentions. Don't interfere with the normal lives of the people.

"Yes.

Soon, the "Central Government of the Five-Star Eastern Republic" and the "Central Military Commission" jointly issued an order to lift martial law, and the city's operations returned to normal.

Although the order was issued by these two departments, everyone knew that it must have come from His Majesty Hachiman Palace who had just returned to Shenyang. There was immediate cheering and gratitude.

When Chen Geng issued the martial law order, he forgot to consider, or perhaps because he had to pay more attention to security issues, he ignored the livelihood issues and the business environment issues:

If a place is bombed and militarized every other day, who would be willing to invest, work, and live there?

When Fujiwara Kanezane arrived at the Shenyang First People's Hospital, which had been renovated from the "Fengtian Medical University Affiliated Hospital," he happened to see UMP40 emerging from the operating room. Upon seeing his commander, he immediately reported with a grin:

"Commander, the operation has been successfully completed, Comrade Ye Fei is safe and sound!"

"call"

There was a sudden sound of relief around. While thanking the doctor, people were also amazed at how lucky Ye Fei was, as he was able to survive after being shot so many times.

But they don't know much about medicine and have never seen the rescue process. They don't know that the medical staff around them are amazed at this moment... no, they look at Ms. Ma Shiling as if she were a god.

You know, this beautiful young woman came to perform surgery on Ye Fei at 4 o'clock this morning, and by 8 o'clock, it was all done, and the surgery was extremely perfect!

You know, for a major operation of this magnitude, let alone guaranteeing the patient's survival, even the best elite doctors would have to perform the operation over several days and rounds with the assistance of numerous assistants, just to complete the operation!

So what happened to Dr. Ma?

When UMP40 walked into the operating room in her white coat, all the doctors thought she was a visiting nurse sent by the government. It wasn't until this petite "female doctor" picked up a scalpel and performed a surgery at a speed comparable to a weaving machine that everyone realized she was a true god.

The assistants only managed to help out a bit at the beginning, but later on they were completely unable to follow the other party's extremely delicate yet dazzling operations. They could only watch from the side, not even daring to breathe loudly for fear of disturbing the operation.

In addition, it is well known that surgery is extremely physically demanding: it is no joke that a major operation can exhaust the surgeon to death, but Dr. Ma went through such a major operation without even a drop of sweat on his head;

In the end, even doctors from other departments couldn't help but come over to watch the God of Surgery descend...

No matter how the other party did it, after witnessing this legendary operation with their own eyes, all the medical staff dispelled their doubts and felt fortunate that they accepted Fujiwara Kanezane's invitation to work in Northeast China.

With such a great master in charge of Shenyang, are you still worried that you won’t be able to learn real skills?

I'm willing to do it even if I don't get paid!

what?

You said I was a famous doctor?

fart!

I'm a little intern now!

As a result, even with such an awesome player and such an awesome operation, the Japanese on the other side didn't seem very satisfied:

"Why hasn't he woken up yet? I was planning to ask about the situation! Can't you think of a solution?

"Well... the injury is quite serious! It will probably take a few days. If he gets a blood transfusion, he might wake up faster.

"Huh? You didn't get a blood transfusion during the surgery?"

"The most lethal bullet lodged in his skull, while most of the other bullets miraculously avoided vital organs or merely scratched them. His blood loss wasn't severe, so I didn't give him an additional blood transfusion for the sake of simplicity. Also, his blood type is very special, B-, and the hospital's blood bank didn't have any.

"Panda blood?"

“That’s right!”

"Wow...that's quite troublesome...are there still people with this blood type in the military and civil service records?"

"Hmm... Let me think about it. Currently, it seems that Zhang Guanyi (Yang Jingyu) is the only one with this blood type in the archives."

"Oh, all right. Ask him right away if he's willing to donate blood. Also, let's take this opportunity to organize the establishment of personal health records for the entire civil service system. The confidentiality level... well, the same as the military system, still confidential.

"Okay."

Hearing this, a female doctor wearing a mask couldn't help but interrupt:

"Do you know how to test blood type? What is panda blood?

Fujiwara Kanezane turned his head and looked at the 30-something female doctor whom he had never seen before:

"You are."

"Your Majesty Hachiman-no-Miya, let me introduce you.

Dean Tang Erhe quickly introduced:

"This is Dr. Lin Qiaozhi, the obstetrician and gynecologist you asked me to recruit from Union Hospital. She just reported to the hospital yesterday at noon... Dr. Lin, this is His Royal Highness Prince Hachimangu Kanezane..."

Tang Erhe, 55, was a medical expert who studied in Japan and was one of the founders of modern medical education in China. He founded the Beijing Medical College (the predecessor of today's Peking University School of Medicine) and served as Minister of Education and Dean of Academic Affairs of the Union Hospital during the Republic of China. He was very skilled in medical education and institutional reform.

Lin Qiaozhi, 32 years old, is a physician from Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Before leaving, she was the chief resident of Peking Union Medical College Hospital. She was a very famous obstetrician and gynecologist in China in history, one of the founders of modern obstetrics and gynecology in China, and an academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences.

Tang Erhe was a fellow townsman whom Lu Xun met during his stay in Japan and was a colleague of Lu Xun during the Beiyang government period. Lu Xun invited him by letter, while Lin Qiaozhi was invited by Tang Erhe through the arrangement of Fujiwara no Kanezane.

There are many cases like theirs. Most of the foreign doctors on the scene came to the Northeast in this way, making the Northeast look like a pyramid scheme organization that recruits people.

"Your Majesty Hachiman-no-Miya..."

Lin Qiaozhi was about to say hello, but Fujiwara Kanezane waved his hand:

"Don't call me that. My name is Fujiwara Kanezane. In the hospital, there's only medicine and patients. There's no such thing as Your Highness or No Highness..."

Fujiwara Kanezane's attitude greatly impressed Lin Qiaozhi, so she took the job!

"Then I'll call you Mr. Fujiwara. Sir, I didn't expect that you guys in Northeast China have already started promoting blood typing..."

Lin Qiaozhi was very surprised when she heard Fujiwara Kanezane and Ma Shiling discussing blood type and other issues.

Because the AB0 blood type system was not discovered until 1901, the International Red Cross established its first blood bank in 1921, and began to require blood type testing before blood transfusion. In 1930, Landsteiner won the Nobel Prize in Physiology or Medicine for his research on ABO blood types, which made the concept of blood type popular.

As for China, it was not until around 1921 that Peking Union Medical College Hospital took the lead in introducing Western blood typing technology, but the hospital only used it for surgical operations and experimental research, and did not popularize it;

Therefore, it was not until around 1930 that a few large Western medicine institutions such as Nanjing Central Hospital and Shanghai Red Cross Hospital began to introduce the concept of blood type and provide blood type testing services, but they were limited to urban elites and high-value cases.

people?

No one promoted or educated people about it, let alone most ordinary people. Even many people in the CCP at that time (historically) didn't even know what blood type was.

But this is clearly not the case in Northeast China now:

"It's normal. Injuries are inevitable during military training and combat. That's why our military system completed the establishment of personal health records last year, which includes blood type..."

Lin Qiaozhi, a newcomer to the country, hadn't expected that medicine and health science in Northeast China had developed to such an extent. Even she, a doctor who graduated from a top domestic hospital and had studied abroad, couldn't understand some of the things they were talking about.

"Then what is this panda blood you just mentioned?

"Panda blood..."

Fujiwara Kanezane glanced at UMP40 and explained:

"It's a new and very special blood type system that we discovered in addition to the ABO blood type. I won't explain it to you in detail. You will learn about it when you study in the hospital.

"New blood type???"

Lin Qiaozhi was even more surprised:

"Confirmed to be a new blood type?"

"Yes."

“Then why don’t you promote it?!”

This questioning tone made many people present, especially the Japanese, frown.

“Because it hasn’t been fully researched yet.

Fujiwara Kanezane shook his head at Dean Tang Erhe and the others, indicating that they didn't need to worry about it:

"How to name it, how to verify it, how to store it, and how it relates to the AB0 blood type? Are there other, even rarer blood types? This all requires further research. We can't just release a half-finished product, right?"

Although there is almost complete historical data on human figures, which can provide correct guidance in the general direction, the specific details still require the efforts of current human medical scientists to study.

Besides, if the dolls do everything, what else do humans do?

Humans won't lose to humanoids!

"Oh. Sorry..."

Lin Qiaozhi asked this question impolitely in a fit of anger, but after realizing it, she quickly apologized and explained:

"I also remember a blood transfusion accident at Union Hospital. A pregnant woman received a blood transfusion from her husband, who had the same blood type as her husband, but she developed a severe hemolytic reaction and died despite medical treatment..."

This accident caused Union Hospital to study for a long time, but they still couldn't figure out what went wrong. However, if the other party had a new blood type, then it could be explained!

"Well, it's okay. From now on, it's up to you guys to do the research. Doctor Lin, you're the head of obstetrics and gynecology. The obstetrics and gynecology department of Shenyang First People's Hospital will depend on you to worry about it.

Fujiwara Kanezane smiled gently, said something that others thought was social etiquette, and then asked Dean Tang Erhe:

"President Tang, is there anything I can support you with at the hospital or Shenyang People's Medical University?"

This was indeed a social etiquette - since Ye Fei was fine and the person was still asleep, Fujiwara Kanesaki originally planned to go somewhere else to check the situation, but unexpectedly, Tang Erhe actually stroked his beard and smiled:

"There are a few things that I really need your help with, Your Highness.

"oh?

Seeing that Tang Erhe had a look of "I have a lot to say", Fujiwara Kanezane waved his hand:

"Okay, let's go to the conference room and talk.

A group of people came into the conference room. Tang Erhe asked someone to carry a pile of information into the room. Seeing this, Fujiwara Kanezane couldn't help but sigh.

This bullshit "Please ask His Highness for help" is probably just another classic example of "reporting to the leader"!

As expected, after the opening, Tang Erhe first reported on the recent construction and achievements in various aspects of Shenyang First People's Hospital and People's Medical University.

In fact, Fujiwara no Kanezane could fully understand and did not dislike the fact that his subordinates were keen on "reporting work".

After all, he used to be a small employee in a state-owned enterprise. Although he had long since straightened out and was too lazy to climb up, he also knew that "he needed to constantly show his presence in front of the leaders."

If you don't show up in front of your leaders more often, how can they remember you? How can they think of you when something happens? How can they give you the opportunity to make achievements?

Moreover, in the Five-Star Oriental Republic, a country that appears to be extremely open-minded but is actually close to "totalitarian" in nature, if you don't appease the "Her Majesty Hachiman Palace", the only sun, how can you expect to gain support?

dream!

However, Fujiwara Kanezane felt that it was a bit of a waste of time.

Because, with the help of the dolls, Fujiwara Kanezane had already made a rough plan for where each fund would go, how each project would be invested, and how each field would be arranged. There was also a basic monitoring system for the relevant results, so there was no need for the subordinates to spend so much time and effort.

Forget it, these people don’t know this. Asking them to report can also show that I value them.

Human beings, as creatures, often need "emotional value"...