The so-called "double-steamed rice" means that after the rice is steamed for the first time, water needs to be sprinkled on the rice again, and then the lid is covered and the fire is increased for a second steaming.
The key to this process is to use the steam to make the rice continue to expand and eventually appear larger.
The rice grains of double-steamed rice are large and transparent, with a soft texture that does not require chewing. It gives people a fuller feeling both visually and in taste.
Although this method can relieve hunger to a certain extent, due to its high water content, it is more likely to cause edema and may even accelerate malnutrition and lead to death.
Lin Sanqi was a time traveler, so he naturally knew the dangers of double-steamed rice. He was worried that Old Lady Lin was confused by the situation, so he reminded her:
"Dean Lin, this double-steamed rice can only deceive your stomach. The total carbohydrate content hasn't increased, it only increases water content. On the contrary..."
Old Mrs. Lin sat in her seat, looking at the "delicious food" in front of her and said with a wry smile:
"Xiao Lin, I'm a medical student, so I understand that when double-steamed rice is heated multiple times, the nutrients will gradually be lost, resulting in a decrease in nutritional value. Furthermore, repeated heating may also destroy the vitamins and minerals in the rice..."
"Ah, Dean Lin, you know, then you still..."
"If we don't eat this way, how else can we eat? Fortunately, we are a maternity hospital and our superiors attach great importance to pregnant women and babies, so our canteen has rice. If you go to other units, they can't even get double-steamed rice."
At this time, Mrs. Lin looked at Lin Sanqi with a look of relief:
"So when you said before that you were going to exchange tuberculosis drugs for more food from foreign countries, I was very happy. I'm happy that although we have encountered many difficulties, we also have comrades like you who are working hard to solve them, so our country will not perish!"
Lin Sanqi was not happy about the praise, but felt even more painful inside.
He felt pained by the suffering of his compatriots in the country. Although he personally had enough food and clothing thanks to his time-travel ability, now even the director of a hospital cannot get enough to eat, let alone ordinary people.
The old lady saw the sadness in Lin Sanqi's eyes, smiled, and deliberately changed the subject:
"Comrade Xiaolin, you complain about the poor food at our maternity hospital. I guess your Chinese medicine hospital should be better than ours, right? I heard a rumor that your farm in Changping had a great harvest."
Lin Sanqi was now in an awkward position. The fact that Changping Farm had a good harvest could not be kept secret, but the people at the Chinese Medicine Hospital had a consensus that they would never admit it.
But facing the great old lady in front of him, Lin Sanqi didn't want to lie to her, so he whispered:
"Director Lin, we do have a bumper harvest, but you also know that thousands of our hospital staff and their families rely on this little grain to survive. I'll get you some flour tomorrow. You need to nourish yourself."
When Mrs. Lin heard this, she laughed out loud:
"I don't need it, I don't need it. I'm alone now. If I eat well, the whole family won't be hungry. I have food coupons every month, so I don't lack food."
In fact, Mrs. Lin is not only the director of the Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital, but also one of the first academicians of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. She enjoys vice-ministerial treatment. If the only requirement is to have enough food to eat, she can do it.
But every month, Old Mrs. Lin gave her precious food to needy workers and even needy patients, so she herself was naturally starving to the point of being skin and bones.
Of course she didn't care. At her spiritual level, material needs were not important at all.
Lin Sanqi knew he couldn't do it. For him, between his own family and the rest of the country, he would definitely choose his own family first, take care of himself, and feed his family first. Only then would he consider feeding the entire nation.
Obstetrics and Gynecology Hospital, in the director's office
Pan Ye sat there, reporting Qian Hanrui's condition in detail.
The old lady sat there upright with her back straight, not looking down on Pan Ye at all because he was a young doctor.
After Pan Ye finished reporting on his condition, Lin Sanqi added:
"This girl was quite miserable. Because she couldn't have children, she was either scolded by her mother-in-law or beaten by her husband. She had completely lost hope in life. If we hadn't happened to meet her that night, she would have almost hanged herself on the crooked tree in the back mountain."
Mrs. Lin got angry when she heard this:
"It's a new society now, and there are still families like this, and they are all well-known and respected. I think they have lost all their dignity. If there is a disease, treat it. If it can't be cured, divorce. Why push people to death?"
The old lady's elegant expression reveals that she has a heart that hates evil, otherwise she would not have remained single and devoted her entire life to the cause of women.
"I already know the patient's condition, but unfortunately I can't meet him in person. However, based on your description, I think the risk of performing a vascular unblocking surgery is very high. Due to the lack of relevant examinations, I don't know what is going on inside.
If it is the mildest case of obstruction, there is still a way to deal with it; if it is an intermediate level of blockage, the risk of surgery is at least half; if it is the most serious case of complete obstruction, modern medicine is also powerless.
Just like Comrade Qian, whose condition lasted too long and treatment was delayed, tuberculosis infection in the ducts caused scarring, contracture, and stiffness, resulting in irreversible functional changes. Even if the risk of unblocking the ducts was successful, it would be difficult for her to conceive naturally.
Lin Sanqi did not say that he had done a color ultrasound and was fully aware of the internal tuberculosis.
But the old lady guessed the internal situation almost exactly based on the medical record report. This is her level.
Lin Sanqi was not very familiar with the medical development level of the time, so he asked:
"Director Lin, if this patient requires surgery, what do we usually do?"
Old Lady Lin took out a model of a female accessory from the bookcase and explained to the two young people:
"The mainstream surgical method abroad is to open the abdominal cavity, find the vascular tube, make a small incision at one end, and directly use a syringe to inject normal saline into it to clear the vascular tube."
Pan Ye was one of the only two people who had seen the color Doppler ultrasound. At this moment, he could no longer hold back his doubts.
"Dean Lin, this isn't right. If the tubes are stuck together, it'll be difficult to clear them even with water pressure, right? And wouldn't too much pressure cause heavy bleeding?"
Old Lady Lin laughed and said to Pan Ye:
"Very good, very good. Comrade Pan Ye saw the problem at a glance. It seems that he has a solid foundation. Xiaolin, you have a good wife."
Pan Ye blushed, but did not say that he had seen the color ultrasound and knew that Qian Hanrui's internal condition was very bad due to the improper administration of the tubes. After all, it was a secret.
Lin Sanqi was a little proud: "That's right, the lover I'm eyeing must be one in a million, hehe."
Pan Ye gently hit her boyfriend, signaling him to stop bragging.
Old Lady Lin looked at the young couple and was also in a good mood:
"As Comrade Pan Ye said, this method is actually a blind approach. It is impossible to directly understand the patency of the internal tube under visual inspection. The doctor can only analyze and judge whether the tube is unobstructed based on his intuition.
If the luminal muscle layer at the end of the vascular tube is very thin, then injecting too much fluid will only cause the risk of rupture of the vascular tube, just like an ectopic pregnancy. If the vascular tube ruptures and bleeds profusely, the patient will die in nine out of ten cases, and this proportion reaches more than 50%.
Therefore, even in Western countries like Europe and America, there is no particularly good way to treat obstructed ducts. When the mortality rate of surgery reaches a terrifying half, many people would rather choose lifelong infertility than take the risk of surgery.
After hearing the old lady's simple and easy-to-understand explanation, Lin Sanqi and Pan Ye both understood that according to Qian Hanrui's condition, conventional surgery was no longer hopeful.
Pan Ye was discouraged after hearing this:
"Alas, I wonder what Comrade Qian Hanrui will do when she hears this news. I'm really worried she'll continue to be depressed."
Although Mrs. Lin is a saint, there are some things that even gods cannot help:
"Go back and persuade Comrade Qian. If she can be cured of tuberculosis and save her life, it will be the greatest success for her. If her marriage and family are unhappy, then divorce her. It's a new society now, and we women can still live without men."
Lin Sanqi looked at his watch and found that it was almost 2 p.m. He couldn't delay the old lady's afternoon work, so he said goodbye:
"Dean Lin, thank you for your help. This is a small gift. Please accept it."
Old Lady Lin didn't even glance at it: "Take it away. Food is so precious these days. You young people have big appetites. Only when you have enough food can you better serve the people."
Lin Sanqi smiled and put the cakes and canned yellow peaches in the corner:
"Director Lin, I'm afraid you haven't heard of my nickname. People in the world call me the timely rain of traditional Chinese medicine. These things are nothing to me, but you also need to replenish your body. As you said, only when you are in good health can you better serve the people, right?"
Lin Sanqi's name is well-known in the health system, and everyone knows that he is a famous smuggler.
The old lady was not a shy person, so she nodded:
"Okay, then I'll be happy to accept your offer. If you have any difficult or complicated cases in the future, please communicate more closely between our two hospitals."
"Okay, since you said that, we will definitely come here often in the future, hehe."
After Lin Sanqi and Pan Ye left, the old lady called the office staff (secretary) next to her:
"Xiao Zhang, I have some cakes and canned food here. Please take them to Qi Xiao, a patient in the Obstetrics Ward 2. She's a family member of a martyr, and her family is in financial difficulty. Please ask the doctors and nurses in Ward 2 to take better care of her."
The secretary's mouth was watering when she saw the osmanthus cake, jujube paste cake, and the rare canned yellow peaches on the coffee table.
"Dean Lin, you, why don't you keep some? You also need to replenish yourself."
Mrs. Lin didn't want to say anything more and put on her white coat:
"Take it and give it to a comrade who needs it more. I'm still in good health." (End of this chapter)
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com
