Chapter 3379: Miracle Doctor (Part 34)

Shiler collected the money from the deer mother. Strange's ward happened to be empty, so the little girl went in directly for surgery.

The so-called ear canal penetration is actually a sudden hole in the brain, which can directly penetrate from the left ear to the right ear. This disease, which sounds fatal, is not a big problem in this world. It only needs to be filled with a sponge soaked in a specially prepared potion and wait for a period of time.

Filling the hole is actually very troublesome because it can only be operated from the ear canal. If one is not careful, it is easy to stir the brain into paste. But this is a common occurrence for neurosurgeons. They can operate wherever they make an incision on the head.

Strange is even more of an expert, the whole surgery process took less than an hour. When the little girl came out of the passage, her head was wrapped in gauze. Shiler wrote down the medical advice and handed it to the waiting mother, then verbally exhorted: "The sponge has not been taken out yet. Do not chew or swallow within 48 hours. You can drink some sugar water, and come back to take out the sponge in two days. If the filling rate of the hole exceeds 80%, it is considered cured."

The mother and daughter communicated in low voices. The daughter kept shaking her head, indicating that she didn't know anything and didn't feel anything. This mother and daughter thanked them repeatedly, left the money, and left.

Shiler collected the silver coins on the counter. When he looked up, he found that there was already a long line in front, all patients wanting to book Strange for surgery. Most of them were brain-related diseases.

Shiler registered their diseases one by one, calculated the time, and found that if Strange worked 10 hours a day, it would take at least a week for these patients to be cured. This was simply too slow.

He remembered what Strange told him before. At the Presbyterian Hospital, unimportant operations were done by ordinary doctors, and Strange only took care of the key parts. This could greatly improve efficiency.

He looked at the symptoms registered by the patients and found that many people indeed needed some pre-processing. For example, the brain type of ore disease needs to remove intracranial foreign bodies first, and eyeball rotation needs to remove the eyelids first. Many operating rooms can do these pre-processing, there is no need to throw them all to Strange.

Now that there is a phone, Shiler can communicate with each ward in real-time. So he simply told them what to do before sending the patients in.

This group of laymen knew their professional level very well. It was best not to do the high-difficulty parts. Just doing some simple pre-processing was considered curing a patient. It was considered their gain.

So after registering the patients, Shiler sent those who needed pre-processing to other wards first, especially to those wards that had been upgraded. Let them wait in the inpatient rooms of these wards first. When Strange had time, he would transfer them over to complete the key parts.

Although this improved efficiency, the biggest problem was that Strange was only one person. The Hand of God only had one pair of hands. No matter how fast he worked, there was a long line behind him.

There were not many upgraded wards, and the beds in the inpatient rooms were even tighter. Now they were basically full. Strange was working 24 hours a day without rest, but still couldn't finish.

Shiler was really a bit unable to stand it. He called the room where Pride was and said: "Let Batman answer the phone."

"He's doing an experiment, what's the matter?"

"I have something to find him for, let him answer the phone."

Soon, footsteps came over. Batman's low voice sounded on the other end of the phone. Shiler said: "I remember you have first-aid experience."

"Yes, I do. But only limited to emergency treatment."

"Then go and learn surgical techniques from Strange immediately, try to become the second pair of God's hands within two hours. Hurry!"

"... What?"

"Okay. Let me change the way, student Batman who has an outrageously strong learning ability, now gives you a chance to learn surgical techniques from the best neurosurgeon in the world, only charging 20 silver coins. How about it?"

"20 silver coins? It seems you are really talking nonsense." Pride's voice came from there, and he said: "How much reward do you give Strange?"

"I only give him 10."

"Definitely more than that. You took at least 20 from the patient, and then gave him 15. You want us to help you, and you want us to give you money?"

"But Batman has gained a learning opportunity!"

"This isn't something you gave him. If he intends to go to Strange's ward now, can you stop him?"

Shiler was choked, and he said: "Can you guys not be so barbaric? Okay, okay, the 20 yuan given by the patient, you split it in half. I won't take a single cent, okay?"

"Do you have a new way to make money?"

"Pride! Why do you always misunderstand me so much? Can't I be willing to dedicate myself to saving lives?"

"Heh, why can't the Earth be flat?"

The two reached an agreement after some negotiation. Batman could learn surgical techniques from Strange for free. But because even if Batman learned it to a certain extent, there was still a gap in proficiency between the two. Strange took 12 yuan, and Batman took 8 yuan.

Before Batman could go over, Shiler encountered a new problem. Strange called him and said: "Can you find a way to get Tony away? He's about to turn this place into a steel mill!"

Shiler hadn't returned to his operating room for a long time, and he didn't know what it looked like. So he could only let Jarvis take over for a while, and he went back to see.

It didn't matter if he didn't go back, but as soon as he went back, he was stunned.

Where did you bring me? Is this still an operating room?

Besides the original hospital beds, the room was full of blast furnaces, conveyor belts, storage boxes, and forging tables. It hadn't been seen for a few days, and it had turned directly from Two Point Hospital to Factorio.

Stark was still there, feeling proud. Under the blessing of various potions, his injuries recovered quickly. Now he could walk freely. While rubbing parts on the manufacturing table, he waited for materials to be sent over on the conveyor belt.

As soon as Shiler landed, he saw Stark's latest masterpiece—did he steal this from which Astartes' armor?

A huge mecha was hanging in front of the passage. It wasn't completely finished, but it was 80% done. The form looked a bit like the Hulkbuster armor made by Iron Man in other universes. But because it looked like it used brass alloy and added steam technology, it looked particularly ferocious and rough.

"How is it? Not bad, right?" Stark stood next to the mecha with a wrench and said: "It's still being tested, but I'm planning to call it Steam No. 1..."

Shiler could fully understand Strange's collapse. He didn't even dare to think about how much noise Stark would make in the process of making this thing.

In this environment, he could still efficiently complete surgeries; Shiler only saw Strange's hard work and sweat on Steam No. 1.

It was real sweat; Shiler felt that the temperature in the room was approaching 50 degrees. He started sweating as soon as he came in.

Shiler couldn't care too much, he hurriedly transferred Strange out first. Such a precious doctor must not have any accidents. Wanda also went out first, after all, there were so many patients waiting outside. Jarvis might not be able to handle it.

Then, after walking around the mecha, he said: "Where did you get so much metal? Just relying on what grows on ore disease patients is not enough, right?"

Shiler looked back at the shelf where the surgical tools were placed and didn't find anything missing. So how did Stark conjure so much brass out of thin air?

When he walked into the lounge, he understood—it turned from Factorio to Deep Rock Galactic again.

Stark directly dug open the hospital basement. There happened to be a brass mine under the hospital. Shiler had thought before that the mineral resources in this world should be relatively rich, but he didn't expect them to be so rich. It was less than 10 meters deep and there were high-concentration metal mines. No wonder no one deliberately spread ore disease to produce metal mines.

Picking up Stark could be considered picking up a ghost for the evil spirit. In a few days, this place would be Afghanistan Mine 2.0. The Iron Man of another world makes his grand debut.

Just when Shiler thought this was all, Stark refreshed Shiler's view of his scientific research ability again. Stark unbuttoned his chest, and there was actually another Arc Reactor there.

Shiler was really speechless. He watched Stark proudly showing it off, just wanting to pry open his skull and see how many tons of water were poured inside.

"Do you have to open a hole in your chest?" Shiler asked.

Stark waved his hand indifferently and said: "You don't understand, I found that the fireplace in this hospital is very interesting. The thermal energy inside does not come from flames, but from a strange spirit."

Stark reached out and pulled out the core in the center of the metal structure on his chest. Only then did Shiler see clearly that there was a flame constantly jumping in the center of the conical crystal.

"The spirit resides in the flames. Any movement of touching or moving the flames will cause them to react. I used this principle to compress them into the crystal, becoming the energy for me and this mecha..."

Shiler looked at the crystal in Stark's hand in shock. Did he pluck the evil spirit out of the fireplace and stew it?

Shiler turned his head and looked at the fireplace, then found that the firelight there was already very weak. He looked at the fireplace, wanting to say something but stopping.

"So you discovered this point too." Another deep voice sounded behind Shiler. He turned his head and saw Batman's figure.

"I also discovered the abnormal energy in the fireplace and tried to use the special metal of this world to conduct energy. It's just that the energy loss during the transmission process is too great..."

"What method do you use to smelt brass, just burn it? That won't work." Stark shook his fingers and said: "Sulfur and saltpeter must be added during the smelting process. After that, the metal must be re-forged, pressed, and pickled..."

"Very good." Looking at Batman who also walked to the operating table, Shiler thought, now they not only lost a surgeon but also gained a crazy steampunk scientist.

This room couldn't be stayed in. Shiler tiptoed toward the passage entrance. Just as he was about to slip out along the passage, he heard Stark shouting from behind: "Shiler! Come over and help me..."

"I can't help you." Shiler replied quickly: "There are still a bunch of patients waiting for me outside. I'm leaving first."

Before Stark could say anything, Shiler left the operating room along the passage at the fastest speed and directly hung a "No Patients" sign on this operating room at the triage room.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 3380 =====