Chapter 53

Reading books can also increase skill points, but it's only a little.

In one day's time, Zheng Ren's General Surgery Department skill tree only increased from 1690 to 1690.12……

Before this, Zheng Ren still didn't know that system skill points could actually be precise to two decimal places.

When will the system issue tasks? Zheng Ren somewhat longs for it.

Only when the system issues tasks can I purposefully consume the 20-plus hours of surgical training time.

Just like that, a day passed uneventfully.

Generally, an Inpatient Chief must be on call in the hospital 24 hours a day, for at least half a year. But Zheng Ren doesn't need to, after all, the Emergency Department cannot perform major emergency surgeries, and there are no wards or corresponding medical staff allocation.

If there's something that can't be handled, the on-call doctor will call Zheng Ren.

After work, go home, read books, wash up, sleep.

Days passed uneventfully; the system also became much quieter, with no new tasks issued. Zheng Ren awaited with curiosity mixed with a hint of apprehension.

Director Pan goes to the government office every day to brush his presence, but the results are not significant.

After five days of effort, they managed to staff a dozen nurses on and off. As for doctors… unfortunately, every department is short-staffed.

Finally, the hospital couldn't tolerate Director Pan's daily punctual check-ins, so they agreed that if any doctor consented, they could be transferred to the Emergency Department.

Director Pan had countless curses he wanted to spit out; if the Emergency Department were that popular, would he still have to work so hard just to save face?

But there really was nothing he could do.

After consulting Zheng Ren, they decided to take things one bite at a time, strike while the iron is hot, and first tackle appendicitis and acute cholecystitis.

With the most basic nurses, Zheng Ren guaranteed he could perform surgeries independently, and after borrowing two anesthetists, the Emergency Department Operating Room finally had a rudimentary form.

That is, Director Pan; if it were anyone else, they definitely couldn't have set it up.

Five days later, Director Pan announced the official establishment of the Emergency Department Operating Room and Jizhenbingfang, and Zheng Ren finally received the system-issued task!

【General Task: Establishment of the Emergency Department Operating Room.

Task Content: Complete 5 gallbladder removal surgeries in the Emergency Department.

Task Reward: 50 skill points, 1000 experience points. The higher the surgery completion rate, the greater the reward.

Task Duration: 1 week.】

The system's voice, long absent, sounded in Zheng Ren's ears; in an instant, Zheng Ren felt the joy of long-awaited rain after a drought. After all, relying solely on reading books to increase skill points is far too slow.

In one week's time, through reading books and minor wound cleaning and suturing, Zheng Ren's General Surgery Department skill increased from 1690 points to 1692 points.

If this growth rate continues, it would take 33 years to reach master level.

The normal upgrade speed for doctors is just this slow.

But Zheng Ren doesn't need to; he has the system, he is proud.

A newly established department always inevitably has gatherings, giving everyone a sense of belonging.

Especially now, with no patients yet, everyone can participate. Once regular operations begin, it would be impossible for the whole department to ever dine together.

Amidst the celebrations, Director Pan felt pleased with himself; after all, under his promotion, the Emergency Department took a crucial step toward becoming an Emergency Center.

As for staffing… medical staff are like water in a sponge; squeeze a bit and there will always be some.

Patients who had been under observation in the Emergency Department recently learned that the Emergency Department was to be upgraded to an Emergency Center; they prepared banners in advance to express heartfelt thanks while joining in the fun.

The banners presented now will surely be well preserved by the City First Hospital Emergency Center. Later… cough cough… if they ever come again, they can tell unfamiliar doctors and nurses, 'Look at that banner; it's mine from back then, blah blah blah.'

Although there was no ceremony of cutting red cloth or red flowers, having patients' heartfelt thanks made Director Pan feel very satisfied.

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Cui Heming is a graduate of a 211 university; after graduation, he went to Di Du to start a business, establishing an internet company with decent income, earning several million each year.

Just as the company entered its rise, a worrisome matter occurred.

His mother recently suffered recurring tinnitus and dizziness symptoms, to the point she dared not move, because activity would worsen the symptoms.

No choice; he had to set aside his work, return to Hai Cheng, and bring his mother for medical treatment.

The company kept calling for instructions; he ran all over Hai Cheng, Di Du, and Modu, yet no definitive diagnosis could be made, leaving Cui Heming anxious and vexed.

In Hai Cheng, he also encountered a strange diagnosis: a doctor at the City First Hospital Emergency Department told his mother to pull a tooth. Can pulling a tooth cure tinnitus and dizziness? Cui Heming, with his high education, denied it logically and probabilistically.

But this also made him realize that Hai Cheng's medical standards are indeed inadequate.

By a strange twist of fate, he still followed that doctor's advice, bringing his mother to Di Du for treatment at the Third Northern Medical University.

He had tried all regular appointments, with no conclusion. To see a doctor again, he could only register for a specialist slot.

Searching online, he found several of the most famous professors at the Third Northern Medical University. The previous procedures were all very simple, with no difficulty.

But registering for a specialist number stumped Cui Heming.

He went to queue in the early morning, yet still there were no specialist numbers.

Looking around, several hundred people were all there to register for specialist numbers to seek medicine. Cui Heming gazed at the vast crowd, hearing complaints that people had been coming here for a month and still couldn't get a number, etc., making him even more anxious.

He made a ruthless decision and bought a scalper's ticket.

A normal registration costs 100 yuan for a specialist number, but in the scalper's hands it becomes 5000 yuan.

Although it hurt a little, Cui Heming endured it.

His mother needed to recover quickly so he could devote all his energy to his career—something that couldn't be bought for 5000 yuan.

The specialist number was scheduled for three in the afternoon. At one thirty, Cui Heming brought his mother to the Third Northern Medical University.

The plastic chair was a bit hard; Cui Heming carefully brought a small blanket and spread it for his mother, then let her lean against his shoulder, not daring to move. After activity, the dizziness and tinnitus symptoms worsened; this has tormented Cui Heming for a long time.

Finally, it was his turn; Cui Heming refreshed his spirits and pushed his mother into the outpatient clinic in a wheelchair.

The doctor on duty was an old professor with white hair, giving a strong sense of security just by looking at him. As for that young whippersnapper at Haicheng Shi Yiyuan, Cui Heming made a quick comparison and inwardly despised him several times over.

The old professor carefully inquired about the medical history, also looked at the films Cui Heming had brought, then ordered a new examination, telling Cui Heming to take his mother to have it done.

Again examination, again examination—Cui Heming was practically going crazy.

However, he endured it, spending 2 hours to finish the examination, and when he brought the films back, the old professor was already about to leave work.

The old professor hung the CT films on the viewer, put on his reading glasses, and carefully studied them for ten Minute.

"Have you had a dental implant in the past two years?" the old professor asked leisurely.

"Yes." Cui Heming answered.

"Very Strange." the old professor pushed his glasses, pointed at an image of a denture, and said: "It's actually silver-mercury amalgam material; nowadays dental implants are resin dentures, truly rare."

"Huh?" Cui Heming felt somewhat dazed, and a hateful figure suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Call the dentist and ask what material the denture is made of." the old professor began to pack up his things, looking like he was about to leave work.

Cui Heming hurriedly picked up the phone; the person who does his mother's dental work is a very familiar oral doctor, who has been treating his mother's teeth for over ten years.

"The doctor in Hai Cheng said, it's indeed silver-mercury amalgam." After hanging up the phone, Cui Heming admired the old professor even more; being able to tell the denture material from the films—what skill is that?

"Nonsense!" the old professor displeased, "Here…… here……"

He tapped twice on the films with his finger: "There are two dentures, one from over ten years ago, a gold-plated denture, which was more popular back then; the other is recent, a silver-mercury amalgam denture. Different metal materials form a galvanic cell in the mouth, amplifying bioelectricity—could it not cause symptoms of dizziness and tinnitus?"

Cui Heming felt somewhat confused; he didn't quite understand what the old professor said, but a familiar term appeared in his ear—galvanic cell!