Chapter 2333: 2254 Basic Skills Not Solid (Alliance Master Served Nickname Doesn't Exist Extra Chapter 2)

Although Lin Yuan felt Zheng Lao Ban's remark was not rigorous, how could one guess the result of a clinical objective examination?

However, after the hydrogen sulfide incident, her repeated psychological self-conditioning took effect.

No matter what happens, do not doubt Zheng Lao Ban!

At this moment, Su Yun had already finished her phone call, glanced at Lin Yuan, and said disdainfully, "The diagnosis is so clear—how can you not see it? How did your teacher teach you?"

"Um..."

To be honest, Lin Yuan still hasn't figured out why the diagnosis is so clear.

"First, malignant anemia—this does not exist."

While waiting for the test report from that side, which would take about an hour, Su Yun, being idle, began to give Lin Yuan a lesson.

He taught at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital and especially enjoyed the feeling of being the center of attention, which is completely different from Zheng Ren.

"Yeah, no malignant anemia, so saying the diagnosis is vitamin B12 deficiency..."

"It's just one of many diagnostic criteria; lacking malignant anemia doesn't prove anything." Su Yun said.

"Second, menstrual irregularity. The patient is already menopausal, so this can be ignored."

"Third, yellowing of the eyes and skin, with localized skin redness, swelling, and peeling—this can be seen in the medical record."

"..."

"Sixteenth, loss of taste—this symptom is more typical than glossitis. Although one cannot say that liking salty food or having a heavy palate equals loss of taste, whenever you see this point, you must think of vitamin B12 deficiency."

"That's about it—more than ten diagnostic bases are laid out here, and you still haven't seen them. Just this basic skill... go back and memorize diagnostic medicine a hundred times."

"..." Lin Yuan was speechless.

"Look at the boss—he's read the Fifth Edition of External Medicine how many times, and every day he's still memorizing it." Su Yun looked at Lin Yuan disdainfully and gave her an immediate example.

"Oh." Lin Yuan felt a bit discouraged, but she had long seen Zheng Lao Ban constantly studying the Fifth Edition of External Medicine.

Alright, I'll go back and memorize diagnostic medicine.

A perfectly good girl, so easily misled.

But when Lin Yuan thought of the diagnostic medicine textbook with nearly a million words, her head felt like it had split into two.

Zheng Ren sat in his usual seat, pondering whether the patient might have another illness. Suddenly hearing Su Yun and Lin Yuan talk about reading the Fifth Edition of External Medicine, he felt both amused and exasperated.

This guy!

After waiting an hour and a half, Su Yun's phone rang.

"Boss, vitamin B12 <107 pmol/L, homocysteine 12.2 mmol/L." Su Yun said, then told Wang Zong on the phone, "The diagnosis is vitamin B12 deficiency."

"Recommend administering olanzapine 10 mg once daily orally. Vitamin B12: 1 mg/day intramuscular for the first six days, then 1 mg weekly for six weeks, then 1 mg monthly thereafter. Carbamazepine 400 mg twice daily to maintain anti-epileptic treatment, observe condition changes, gradually reduce dosage."

After finishing the business, Su Yun chatted a few more words with Wang Zong before hanging up.

"Boss, Wang Canlan came about like this—really disappointing. You said if there really were aliens, how great that would be, I could ask about life and death." Su Yun said with a hint of regret.

"Well, Wang Canlan simply doesn't exist. As for life and death, one always experiences them. After going through it, you'll know." Zheng Ren smiled, turned a page of the Fifth Edition of External Medicine in his hand.

"If it existed, that would be great." Su Yun sighed, "Little Linzi, go back and memorize diagnostic medicine; I'll spot-check you in a few days."

"Oh." Lin Yuan sighed and nodded.

For her, this is indeed difficult, but not impossible. Lin Yuan has solid basics; she can basically memorize the million-word diagnostic medicine textbook with some breaks.

But is doing this really useful?

She glanced at Zheng Lao Ban and felt it was useful. How high is Zheng Lao Ban's level? Yet he's still reading the Fifth Edition of External Medicine just like everyone else.

Not only reading, but reading it over and over without tiring.

Lin Yuan feels she still understands the reasoning.

Just like in high school, the textbook is fundamental. Memorize every word of the textbook, then expand thinking based on its formulas; when doing exercises, see the key points clearly—college entrance exam stuff is trivial.

I estimate Zheng Lao Ban reads while simulating surgery; otherwise he wouldn't read so slowly.

The more Lin Yuan thinks, the more biased she gets; she takes out the energy she used to prepare for the college entrance exam and gets ready to go back and memorize diagnostic medicine thoroughly.

Not necessarily reciting backward fluently, but at the very least, if someone says a word, she must be able to recite the whole thing.

For example, today's medical record—mental disorder—Lin Yuan can instantly think of only 22 similar diseases. Although vitamin B12 deficiency is among them, she overlooked it because many memory points aren't clear, due to the absence of malignant anemia.

It's still her basic skills that aren't solid!

Lin Yuan clenched her fists, cheering herself on.

Besides this, Lin Yuan also noticed something—the medical record of that little doctor far away in Hai Cheng is very detailed. Although she doesn't know how to diagnose it and her basics aren't that solid, just like Yue Jie, she accurately recorded everything she saw in the medical record.

Sigh, Lin Yuan sighed in her heart; it seems she still has a long way to go.

Time passed bit by bit; after work, Lin Yuan didn't work overtime but drove her little Polo straight home.

When she opened the door, Lin Yuanzhang's lover was startled. Usually they hoped the girl would come back early, but today she came back too early, and they couldn't accept it.

"Girl, why did you come back so early today?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover asked.

"It's fine, Mom." Lin Yuan greeted her, hurried into her own room, and started rummaging through boxes looking for something.

Lin Yuanzhang's lover began to worry.

During the period her daughter worked at 912, she usually came back around 9 or 10 o'clock. Today she arrived before 6, came home and still searched for things—something must be up.

That useless old ghost still hasn't come back; Lin Yuanzhang's lover cursed bitterly in her heart, then composed herself and walked to Lin Yuan's door.

"Girl, what do you want to eat tonight?" she asked gently.

"Anything is fine." Lin Yuan knelt on the floor, holding a thick book as if it were a treasure.

"What are you doing?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover asked anxiously.

"I'm going to memorize this book, to recite it backward fluently. Mom, in a few days you can quiz me, and I'll answer." Lin Yuan said with a smile.

Lin Yuanzhang's lover recalled the past when Lin Yuan was still in high school.

Every time she randomly flipped a page of a textbook and asked half a question, Lin Yuan could blurt out the next sentence, never failing.

Thinking of the past, Lin Yuanzhang's lover felt warm inside.