More than ten days have passed, and the patients who underwent the surgery previously have basically recovered, especially the "Jade Cannon". Now the people who were stitching him up say that he has recovered and has been completely cured by Doctor Chen.
He stopped working every day and stood guard at the entrance of the temporary hospital to maintain order for Chen Xia.
Yan Jinqie was not short of money, and when Chen Xia came to remove his stitches, he personally gave him a piece of high-quality icy yellow jadeite, which made Chen Xia smile so hard that his mouth was crooked.
He said, "How can I feel embarrassed? No, no, no," but in fact he grabbed the yellow jadeite rough stone and refused to let go.
The best color of jadeite is green, followed by red, and yellow jadeite is only considered medium. But a piece of high-quality ice-quality yellow jadeite, which is transparent and free of impurities, may even be a piece of glass-quality jadeite, and its value is different.
It may not be precious now, but it will be a treasure in the future, not to mention that it is free.
But as the saying goes, if you show kindness without asking for anything, you must be asking for something. After seeing Chen Xia accept it with a smile, Yan Jinqie spoke cautiously:
"Doctor Chen, could you also examine the old Burmese man across the street?"
Chen Xia was not familiar with the border situation and said awkwardly, "The surgery is fine, but how do foreigners get here for treatment? Do they need a visa or passport?"
When Chen Xia said this, everyone around him burst into laughter, even Yan Jinqie laughed out loud.
"Doctor Chen, we're neighbors with Myanmar. Ethnic minorities can travel freely between us. Why would we need a passport? I've never heard of it."
Yan Jinqie continued softly, "I know quite a few Burmese people. They're incredibly poor over there, but they definitely have a lot of jadeite, and they're all the glass-type and high-ice jadeite you want. As long as you agree to see a doctor, I'll be responsible for picking you up and dropping you off, and I won't cause you any trouble."
Chen Xia thought, you are so enthusiastic, do you want to share the jade with me? But he said politely:
"Brother Yan, how can you do that? You still have to pick up and drop off patients. You'll be at a huge loss."
Yan Jinqie waved his hand and said, "Doctor Chen, you don't know that I am the agent of these Burmese in China. They need locals like me to act as a shipping channel when they ship goods to our country. So I have to curry favor with these Burmese. If I serve them well, they will give me more good goods."
Chen Xia understood. Yan Jinqie was just a pimp. Lao Mian was his master, but what did that have to do with Chen Xia? He wanted jade, and he didn't care if you were from Myanmar or America. He would accept anyone who came.
For these monkeys in Lao Myanmar, whoever feeds them is their mother. It doesn’t matter who they follow. Survival is the most important thing.
"Okay, Brother Yan, you can arrange it. By the way, you need to find some empty bamboo buildings in the village to accommodate these patients. Many people can't go home immediately after surgery. They need to change the dressings on time every day, remove the stitches, or stay for observation."
"Doctor Chen, you are really cool. Then we have a deal."
So in the next few days, there were more dark and thin patients in Chen Xia's temporary hospital. These people looked exactly like the Dai people in Yunha Village, and it was impossible to tell that they came from the other side.
This made Chen Xia feel relieved. He came from the future and was quite sensitive about smuggling. He didn't want to do anything illegal. If he was caught, he would be killed.
The surgery on Lao Buran brought Chen Xia a lot of top-quality glass and high-ice jadeite, which was a great harvest.
Those who can come here to see a doctor are all small warlords or their families. These people have guns, territories and jade, but they have no money and supplies, let alone medicines.
In poor and mountainous areas with bad waters, medicines cannot be transported in at all. Even if they are transported in, they are all priced sky-high and only a few people can enjoy them.
Doctors are even rarer. Doctors who can perform surgery are only found in big cities like Yangon. There are almost no surgeons in northern Myanmar.
Long-term war has destroyed everything in this country, so we must learn from it and cherish peace.
In this "field hospital", Chen Xia can only perform the simplest general surgical operations. He absolutely dares not perform some advanced operations. He always has to be responsible to the patients and even more so to his own personal safety.
He dares to perform minimally invasive surgeries for cases like cholecystitis and gallstones. He would not dare to do it if it required an open abdominal surgery.
After being busy with operations for more than half a month, fewer and fewer people needed surgery. The remaining ones were either not in a hurry or had no jade at home.
For example, people in Ruili had long heard that there was a miracle doctor from another province performing surgery in Jiegao, but they had no jade and there was nothing they could do.
In the following days, Chen Xia started to focus on internal medicine. Antibiotics became the best-selling drugs, and other antipyretics, antidiarrheal drugs, and cough medicines were also in short supply.
It’s still the same old rule, you must exchange jade for medicine.
The jadeite Chen Xia received now can only be described as making a fortune. Of course, it will take a few years for it to appreciate in value. If he takes it back now, others will just think it's beautiful glass.
After all, only Chen Xia knows the future value of jadeite.
On this day, an old Burmese man quietly entered the village again. This man came here often, and every time he would exchange jade for some medicine. Chen Xia remembered him after he came so many times. He knew at a glance that he was a fellow trader and a speculator.
His name is Aku. Aku is dark and thin. He wears traditional clothes and has very bright eyes. You can tell at first glance that he is a smart man. Of course, he can make money if he can endure hardships.
Today he brought an irregular piece of raw stone with a gray-brown surface. The jade inside had been rubbed out around the edges. Chen Xia shone a strong flashlight on it, and the green inside made Chen Xia's heart stop for a few seconds.
Chen Xia didn't dare to look back, pretending to continue looking at the stone, and asked, "A Ku, what's so special about this stone?"
"Doctor Chen, this is a fine piece of Moshisha jade, weighing 30 kilograms. As you can see, jade has been polished out all around. I need someone to identify whether it's glass or high ice, but this color is definitely bright green or emerald green."
"Bullshit, maybe it's just green on the surface, but if you cut into it, it's just a big rock. Wait, I'll get someone to take a look."
Chen Xia still had some sense. This kind of window-cut stone might not be as simple as it appeared, otherwise there would be no window-cut stone gambling. Chen Xia was not afraid of losing money, but was afraid of being treated as a fool.
Chen Xia called over several veteran jade craftsmen in the village. He knew their skills, and since they had no vested interests in the stone, they could give a fair and impartial evaluation.
Dao Daguang and his companions examined it carefully with powerful flashlights, even turning the rough stone over to examine it thoroughly. After discussing it for a long time, they said to Chen Xia:
"Doctor Chen, this is a good piece of material. The surface appears to be glass-type positive green. I haven't come across it in all these years. If it is made into bracelets, I can afford at least dozens of pairs."
Chen Xia understood that he had to get this stone no matter what the cost.
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