Espionage: I became sworn brothers with Zheng Yaoxian at the beginning, and became the Seventh Broth

Chapter Twelve: Shadows of Espionage, Pervasive Danger and Intrigue

From the moment the two doctors stepped into the room, Ye Shaohong had been watching their expressions.

The older doctor was very calm.

His expression remained unchanged even when he saw Zhao Xiufen's face covered in blood.

It feels like there's a certain indifference towards life.

Of course, Ye Shaohong knew that this was just a facade.

The reason his expression didn't change at all was because, due to his special job, he had long been accustomed to such bloody scenes.

At the same time, he has a strong sense of confidence in his professional skills. That's why he was able to act so calmly.

Unlike the older doctors, the young doctors who returned from studying medicine in Japan also tried their best to control their emotions.

But when he saw Zhao Xiufen's face covered in blood, he couldn't help but narrow his eyes slightly.

His pursed lips closed for a brief moment.

This is a manifestation of dissatisfaction and worry.

Ye Shaohong keenly noticed that brief moment of emotional change, and his heart jumped into his throat.

If his initial suspicions about the young doctor stemmed solely from his unusual resume, Ye Shaohong was now almost certain that the young doctor had a problem.

Even if he wasn't a hidden spy, he was still acquainted with Zhao Xiufang.

It wasn't the kind of familiarity you have between a doctor and a patient.

Rather, it's because they've met a few times in everyday life, and are at least friends, that they would act so obviously and urgently. "They just discovered traces of Japanese spies, and now they're already coming knocking on our door? Is it that easy?"

Although he had already made a rough judgment, Ye Shaohong remained cautious and did not show it.

He raised his hand and touched his pocket.

He then turned to look at Zhao Jianzhi.

"Deputy Captain Zhao, do you have any cigarettes on you?"

Here, take it!

Zhao Jianzhi, that blockhead, has absolutely no sense of propriety. Upon hearing Ye Shaohong's question, he pulled out a pack of Daqianmen cigarettes from his pocket without a second thought and tossed them at Ye Shaohong.

Ye Shaohong was so angry he felt a burning desire to retaliate.

"Daqianmen?"

"I don't like this flavor, you...".

Ye Shaohong raised his hand and pointed to a field agent from the Operations Department who was standing next to Zhao Xiufen in the room. When the agent looked up at him in response to the sound, Ye Shaohong nodded in satisfaction.

"Yes, that's you."

"Go downstairs now and find Captain Song Xiaoan. Ask him to take the cigarettes out of my coat pocket from the car."

"Hurry up, I'm really craving a cigarette, it's fucking awful!"

The field staff member, whom Ye Shaohong casually pointed at, did not know Ye Shaohong's identity, but he personally witnessed Ye Shaohong chatting and laughing with Zheng Yaoxian and Song Xiaoan.

He even witnessed his own captain being repeatedly humiliated in front of Ye Shaohong.

He naturally dared not disobey Ye Shaohong's orders.

After glancing at Zhao Jianzhi and seeing that his captain had no intention of stopping him, the field team member immediately got up and ran out of the room in a few steps.

At the same time, two doctors stepped forward to Zhao Xiufen. The older doctor knelt down first, roughly examined Zhao Xiufen's injuries, and then spoke to the younger doctor behind him.

"The situation is a bit dangerous."

"Let's divide the work. I'll check her head injury, and you check her body. Let's try to assess the patient's condition as quickly as possible."

"Finally, we'll gather all the information and agree on a treatment plan together."

After saying that, the older doctor didn't wait for his colleague's response and began to reach out and move Zhao Xiufen's eyelids to check her pupil dilation.

The young doctor's lips twitched a few times, as if he wanted to say something, but seeing that his colleague had already taken action, he could only give up silently.

He also squatted down and began to examine Zhao Xiufen's injuries, starting from her feet and gradually moving upwards.

He moves very quickly.

In just two or three minutes, the examination of Zhao Xiufen's body was completed.

"Dr. Zhang, the injured person has multiple contusions and three broken ribs on the left side, but for the time being, there is no immediate danger to his life."

"Ok!"

"I'm in a bit of trouble here. The injured person suffered a very heavy blow to the head. Judging from the external injuries, it seems that someone pressed down on her head and slammed it hard against the ground."

"The wounds on the nose, cheeks, and eye sockets are just external injuries; a simple hemostasis treatment will suffice."

"But he suffered a severe head injury and is showing signs of a mild concussion. He doesn't seem to be in immediate danger, but he'll probably be unconscious for a while."

Both of them had good medical skills, and after a brief examination, they had a general idea of ​​Zhao Xiufen's physical condition.

This is almost identical to Ye Shaohong's previous judgment.

Next, a treatment plan should be developed. But things took a turn for the worse here.

Upon hearing the older doctor's words, the younger doctor's expression changed slightly, and he couldn't help but ask a question.

"Concussion, unconsciousness?"

"Should we send him to the operating room for emergency treatment?"

The young doctor may appear to be seeking the advice of the older doctor, but in reality, he is already suspected of deliberately guiding the other doctor's thinking.

Upon hearing his words, Ye Shaohong immediately raised his eyebrows.

He moved stealthily and stood beside Zhao Jianzhi. Using the obstruction of his view, he raised an arm and was about to place it on the handle of the Type 14 Nambu pistol at Zhao Jianzhi's waist.

Ye Shaohong was fully prepared to deal with the situation.

Just then, the older doctor shook his head.

"Need not!"

"The injured person's external condition looks serious, but she is not in any immediate danger of death. Let's treat her injuries first, then prescribe some medication to stabilize her condition, and that should solve the problem."

"Xiao Chen, go out and get some gauze, medical alcohol, and iodine."

The older doctor explained his diagnosis while also examining Zhao Xiufen's physical characteristics, displaying a very professional demeanor.

"That's it."

"Alright, I'll go out and call someone now to bring over the gauze, alcohol, and iodine."

The young doctor stood up as he spoke and immediately started shouting at the door.

"Jingya, are you still outside?"

"Go find some tools and medicine for bandaging wounds."

"Hurry, it's an emergency!"

As soon as he said those words, Ye Shaohong, who had been nervously watching his expression, immediately changed his expression.

"not good!"

"He's going to do something desperate!"

As Ye Shaohong had predicted, the moment the young doctor finished speaking, screams of agony came from outside the dean's office.

Along with that came the sounds of fists and feet colliding.

The young doctor inside the room leaped forward and pounced directly on Ye Shaohong.

As he leaped into the air, his arm rose, and a flash of cold light passed by.

That was a scalpel.

He was being held in the hands of the young doctor, the blade pointed directly at Ye Shaohong's throat, a ferocious look appearing on his face.

Is he planning to forcibly rescue Zhao Xiufen amidst the Special Service's tight security? Is Zhao Xiufen's identity that important?

Time was of the essence, and the situation was extremely dangerous. Ye Shaohong couldn't think too much. He only had time to take a step back, narrowly avoiding the young doctor's assassination attempt.

At the same time, he opened his mouth and shouted.

"Deputy Captain Zhao, make your move!"

"The doctor and the nurse outside are Zhao Xiufen's accomplices; they're trying to forcibly save someone!"

"wrong……."

"They're not trying to save people, they're trying to kill them to cover their tracks! Stop them!"