Chapter 4: What's Wrong with Eating Soft Rice If You're Handsome?

Wang Chuan was about to step forward when someone suddenly rushed out; it was Cheng Keyuan from the class next door.

"I am Cheng Keyuan, a fifth-year student at Jiangcheng University School of Medicine. This uncle might be having a heart attack. Everyone, make way, let the Air circulate. Manager Wang, call 120 immediately."

Wang Chuan was greatly surprised. 'Wait, you drew a conclusion without even carefully observing the patient's signs?'

Lin Feng leaned against an overturned plastic chair, his face pale as paper, his forehead covered in bead-sized cold sweat, his body trembling slightly, his eyes glazed, and his breathing rapid and shallow.

Wang Chuan walked over.

"Wang Chuan, it's you! What are you doing?"

Cheng Keyuan knew Wang Chuan: a fourth-year in the Clinical Medicine department, winning the first-class scholarship every year and ranking first in the intern surgical operation competition. He himself also won the first-class scholarship; the only difference was he hadn't made the top ten in the operation competition.

"What am I doing? Did you examine this uncle properly? Did you check his signs before concluding it's a heart attack?"

Wang Chuan shoved Cheng Keyuan aside, making Cheng Keyuan mutter, "Pei Nanli's lackey, acting so arrogant?"

The result was that Cheng Keyuan, frightened by Wang Chuan's fierce and sharp gaze, shrank back into the crowd. This book is first published at Tiantian Kan Xiaoshuo ->𝔱𝔱𝔨𝔰. 𝔱𝔴, providing you with an error-free chapter reading experience and chapters in correct order.

Manager Wang from the Business Department also ran over to block him, saying, "Student, what are you doing? Don't move things around! Wait for professional medical staff to arrive!"

Onlookers nearby questioned, "Can this young kid handle it? If something goes wrong, who is responsible?"

At that moment, Li Wei appeared out of nowhere. "He is the most awesome student at Jiangcheng University School of Medicine, winning the first-class scholarship every year."

Wang Chuan had already squatted down, supporting Lin Feng to prevent him from falling while naturally placing his hand on his forehead; it felt wet and cold.

Ding!

【Clinical Medical Insight】: A label information appeared above Lin Feng's head:

【Blood Sugar: 2.6mmol/L, Heart Rate: 112↑, Body Temperature: 34.2℃, Sympathetic Nervous System Excited, Forehead and Neck Skin Wet and Cold, Need to Ask About Medical History】

Wang Chuan supported Lin's father, letting him lean against himself to maintain a sitting position.

Possessing medical memories from his past life, Wang Chuan performed a rapid examination.

Although Lin's father's consciousness was blurred, he could respond simply with "Hmm...", showing no coma. His airway was clear, his breathing was fast but acceptable, and the exhaled air had no special rotten apple smell.

Wang Chuan quickly scanned the surroundings, his gaze locking onto a small shop window beside the Business Department counter.

"Li Wei! Go to the small shop and get a bottle of Huiyuan Juice! One with sugar! Hurry!" His tone was non-negotiable.

Li Wei was stunned for a moment, then immediately took off running.

"Master, do you have diabetes? Did you take Insulin this morning? Did you skip breakfast or lunch?"

Lin's father nodded weakly.

At this moment, Li Wei ran back, holding a bottle of Huiyuan Juice he had just opened. "Here! Quick!"

Wang Chuan took the juice and carefully brought it to Lin's father's mouth. "Uncle, drink slowly, take small sips, don't choke."

Lin's father took small sips of the sweet liquid; the sugar in the juice flowed like a sweet spring into a dry riverbed.

As the sugar was ingested, Wang Chuan saw the label above Lin Feng's head change:

【Blood Sugar: ↑3.5mmol/L, Heart Rate: ↓90, Body Temperature Rising: ↑35.8℃】

Lin's father's complexion recovered some ruddiness at a speed visible to the naked eye, his eyes became much clearer, and his breathing became steady.

He let out a long sigh, looking at Wang Chuan gratefully: "... Much more comfortable..."

"Uncle, 120 is on the way, but you still need to go to the Hospital for another checkup." Wang Chuan explained.

Just then, the siren of an ambulance grew louder as it approached from a distance.

"Thank you! Thank you so much! Student, what is your name...?" Lin's father asked.

As soon as the words fell, Wang Chuan saw a light screen before his eyes: Peak Medical Technique Experience Activation Progress: Received patient gratitude, cumulative 2/100.

"His name is Wang Chuan. Wang as in Great King, Chuan as in Flat River." Li Wei introduced excitedly, as if he were Lin Feng's savior.

Wang Chuan stood up and handed over the care of Lin's father to the arriving medical staff.

"The patient has a history of diabetes; it is suspected that severe hypoglycemia was caused by injecting Insulin without eating. He just orally ingested about 250ml of juice, and the symptoms have significantly relieved. Suggest monitoring blood sugar and completing examinations."

The medical staff quickly performed a basic examination, confirmed that the blood sugar had risen to a safe range, and expressed approval of Wang Chuan's handling: "Young man, your handling was timely and correct!"

Wang Chuan replied calmly, "I am a student at the Medical School, and I am just applying what I have learned."

The surrounding bystanders all praised Wang Chuan.

The young female teller who helped open the account said with a smile, "I noticed just now; such a handsome boy must have great skills."

"This kid is handsome, but unfortunately, my granddaughter just got married."

"Jiangcheng University School of Medicine is considered a famous medical school nationwide. The students it teaches are naturally formidable."

"Not necessarily. The first medical student who came out just now didn't he say it was a heart attack? Where is that person?"

"That's right. The Medical School also has students with poor grades, and the Hospital also has doctors with low skill levels."

Cheng Keyuan, who had secretly followed the medical staff out, spat on the Street.

Internally resentful, he thought, Wang Chuan, that stinky kid just loves to show off. He didn't come out at first, waited for me to come out, and deliberately slapped my face.

Just you wait. We will meet again during the internship at Mingzhou First Hospital.

Cheng Keyuan believed internally that his theoretical level was sufficient; it was just his first time handling a real Case Record alone, and he forgot to perform some examinations.

Inside the Business Department, Li Wei praised, "Chuanzi! Chuanzi! You are awesome; you saved two people today."

Wang Chuan deliberately frowned and said, "Today, I only saved one person, didn't I?"

"Damn, beating around the bush to insult me as not human! I'm going to handle the account opening."

Li Wei turned and went to the account opening counter.

Wang Chuan then sat back by the plastic chair, looking at the big screen.

After a while, the Business Department Manager walked over. "Thank you just now, young brother... Student Wang Chuan, right? I am Wang Xi; we are all one family after five hundred years."

"You don't know, although that uncle is not a big depositor, his daughter is a big depositor at the Business Department, running a chain of Bars, with lots of money. Without you, the consequences would have been unimaginable."

Wang Chuan, with clear eyes, said, "Saving the dying and healing the wounded is our medical students' motto."

"Brother Wang, how do you also have research on stocks? It is rare to see such a young person come to trade stocks?"

Wang Chuan smiled: "Opening an account early; this bear market hasn't bottomed out yet. It's estimated to reach the end of May next year."

"Although the 'Nine Articles' were issued in January this year, there is a time lag between policy expectations and execution. Especially regarding how the equity division reform will be operated, there is still no conclusion."

Wang Xi's eyes lit up as he sized up the young, handsome college student studying medicine, who could actually speak so much about the capital market.

"Brother Wang, you are truly a man of all talents!"

"Manager Wang, you flatter me. Actually, I returned from twenty years in the future," Wang Chuan said in a joking tone.

"So humorous!" Wang Xi was about to ask more.

Wang Chuan had already stood up and walked out of the business department with Li Wei, who had finished opening his account.

Looking back once, the huge electronic screen showed Kweichow Moutai's closing price fixed at 36.04 yuan.

Wang Chuan hadn't mentioned just now that there was a market rally in September 2004; after this wave ended, the general market fell all the way down.

Halfway there, Li Wei squeezed his eyes and leaned close, "Hey, that girl at the back door just now... she's really hot!"

He made an exaggerated gesture of lifting a chest, "Really not Xiao Yuchu?"

Wang Chuan was too lazy to pay him any attention and said calmly, "I'm going to the train station; I need to go back to my hometown for a few days."

He had used his Golden Finger twice, proving it was effective. He could go back and check his grandmother's physical condition to prepare early; perhaps she could live a few more years.

Anyway, there were still five days until the internship hospital reporting date on June 1, 2024.

"Chuanzi, then I'll go with you. There's a famous mountain there with a Taoist temple on top. After worshipping there, you can change your luck. Let's go worship and pray for a smooth year at our internship hospital."

'A Taoist temple? Change luck?'

Wang Chuan felt inexplicably uneasy in his heart. Was the trajectory of his fate in his previous life starting to deviate?

In his previous life, he was very successful materially, with a net worth of nine figures.

Of course, part of this benefited from his ex-wife, Xiao Yuchu.

He was handsome; what's wrong with eating a little soft rice?!