I knocked on the window again and asked the doctor, "What's the result? Can you speed things up?"

The doctor was also watching the equipment closely. The work of the special police brigade also involved rescuing people, so he dared not take it lightly.

As the instrument beeps, he copies down each value that appears on the display screen.

Finally, the doctor said, "It's been detected. It's 239Pu and 240Pu. The foreigner's blood has an abnormally high level of plutonium. Where did he get it from? A researcher, perhaps? It's a nuclear leak. Is it in our country? Has it been reported?"

Yue Zhongqi was still holding the phone when Boss Nie on the other end was worried sick. But he didn't care and just shook the sleeping Maozi up, asking, "How are you feeling, buddy? Your problem seems pretty serious."

The problem was that Yue Zhongqi was almost scared to death, but Maozi looked completely calm: "I'm fine."

Regardless of whether he feels better or not, he has to undergo treatment, so Nie Zhao said, "Captain Yue, right now, send him to Tokyo immediately. I'll arrange the hospital. He needs to regulate his metabolism, have his lungs washed, and undergo hemodialysis. Immediately, right now."

Because of his mother, he had done his research and knew about the treatment options in Japan.

In order to metabolize the radiation as quickly as possible, the Russian man now needs lung lavage and hemodialysis, which is urgent.

Of course, Japan's treatment experience is among the best in the world.

Simply put, the more radiation you get, the more experience you gain.

Yue Zhongqi did not immediately agree, but asked the doctor, "Can you treat this here? Otherwise, we'll have to leave."

He brought Maozi to a military hospital. To prevent nuclear leaks and provide related treatments, the hospital was equipped with the necessary equipment and treatment plans. However, this type of department had a problem: there were very few patients, and he had hardly ever seen anyone there.

What they lack is nothing other than medical cases.

The doctor pressed the alarm bell on the table: "What are you thinking? We must cure this patient."

In an instant, the alarm blared, and doctors and nurses on duty from all departments rushed over. A doctor was calling the head doctor: "Head doctor, we need to get blood immediately. We have a patient here, a very serious patient!"

This scene was quite typical and distinctive. Although the Russian guy had just been saying that he was fine, he had just stood up when he suddenly vomited a mouthful of yellow fluid all over the floor and then sat back down in his seat with a thud.

Then he realized the problem: "Oh no, that thing seems to be able to be inhaled."

The reason he dared to break the bottle was because the KGB's previous drugs only worked through the digestive system, while the CIA's concentrated liquid plutonium could infect people through respiration.

Yes, at this time, Yue Zhongqi's test results also came out.

The doctor took one look and said, "No, there's something wrong with your blood too. Get treatment right away."

Yue Zhongqi felt a little numb upon hearing this and said to Nie Zhao on the phone, "It seems this thing is really powerful. You guys hurry up and go to Japan. I need treatment too."

It was his fault, and he should apologize: "I hesitated too much at the time and didn't manage Brother Mao well. I'm sorry, President Nie."

At this point, Nie Zhao became calm and asked him, "Ask the doctor how serious your condition is."

The reason he was afraid and wanted to shift all the blame to the South China Sea Navy was because he knew that nuclear matters, once involved, would become a very serious issue, and of course, a lot of money, which was always paid for with one's life.

Yue Zhongqi asked the doctor again, "How serious is mine? I'm planning to have a child soon."

Chen Rou was right; radiation does decay, so compared to Mao Zige, Yue Zhongqi's was only mild. But the doctor still said, "Don't even think about having children. You can't have any for the next few years."

Given the current situation, he naturally needed to receive treatment as soon as possible.

Because he was on the phone the whole time, the doctor asked again, "Are there any other patients? It would be best to call them all in so we can treat them."

Nie Zhao heard this and immediately said, "No need, we'll go to Tokyo."

Yue Zhongqi, who was always good at making roundabout connections, asked the doctor, "If the patient is not far away but can't come right away, can we draw two vials of blood and send them over so you can do some tests first?"

That's fine, but the doctor asked, "Do you have the equipment to transport blood, hair, and saliva samples?"

Yue Zhongqi didn't answer him, but instead said to Nie Zhao, "Send a sample. Hurry up. We should have the results in four hours. If you hurry, it probably won't even reach Tokyo in four hours."

Regarding the treatment for nuclear radiation, Nie Zhao didn't trust the medical care in mainland China, but he was willing to send a sample so he could have peace of mind knowing the results in advance. He immediately hung up the phone and asked his family doctor to come over and collect a sample.

At the same time, exactly at seven o'clock in the morning, Secretary An called.

Now, even if they take the earliest flight to Tokyo, they still have to be hospitalized for examinations at night.

Moreover, Chen Rou must go to the police station to complete the chain of evidence for the entire case, and also to further intensify the conflict between Colonel Rango and Sir James, because her goal has always been to dismantle their alliance.

She got up and washed up, preparing to go to the police station.

Just then, Yue Zhongqi called again and said, "President Nie, it shouldn't be as serious as we initially thought. A chief physician just looked at my test results and said that I'm not in the same league as Mao Zige. I can be discharged after some simple treatment and just need to keep taking the medication for a while. We treat patients quite well here. Why don't you come over?"

He heard from the doctor that there were too few cases and wanted to bring in more, so he added, "Our international department is cheaper than in Tokyo. Besides, this problem occurred during our mission. Within the mission, the special police team can reimburse you for the examinations and treatments. In other words, we'll provide treatment for free."

Nie Zhao didn't want reimbursement; he wanted treatment, a complete cure.

Because Yue Zhongqi said his problem wasn't too serious, Boss Nie finally felt a little relieved.

But he insisted, "Thank you for your kindness, but I still choose to go to Tokyo."

Yue Zhongqi's thought process and insight into things have always been amazing. Last night was indeed the first time he had ever done something wrong, and he was careless. He had just talked to the doctor and knew that the treatment plan was the same in Tokyo and their military hospital. Moreover, the cost in Tokyo was particularly high. Since they were short of cases and needed case samples, he really wanted Nie Zhao and his wife to go to the mainland for treatment.

Even with his eloquence, he couldn't persuade Nie Zhao to change his mind.

After all, Boss Nie may be lacking in other areas, but he is certainly not short of money.

If possible, he is also someone who can truly use money to buy his life and extend his lifespan.

So Yue Zhongqi said, "Why don't you consider it? The cost here is much lower."

Nie Zhao simply said, "Then you should focus on your treatment."

As long as the doctor isn't lying, Yue Zhongqi's problem really isn't serious.

After failing to persuade Boss Nie to come back, he had no choice but to give up.

He thought to himself, why not see how much the cost of examination and treatment differs between the two countries for the same illness, or rather, how much Boss Nie will have to spend this time?