Chapter 91: Expert diagnosis and treatment, unexpected injuries!
The sun rises and sets as usual.
At seven o'clock in the morning, the dim light filtered through the gap in the curtains, casting a long, thin streak of light on the floor.
Although a golden nest or a silver nest is not as good as your own doghouse.
But Cheng Ye still had to admit that last night was the most comfortable sleep he had had since he came here.
Unlike the complete peace of mind I felt that night at Brother B's house, the comfort this time was purely physical.
July in Shijiazhuang is not dry at all, especially when the rain line lingers around, the air is always filled with a sticky and annoying heat.
But this luxurious inspector's ward was equipped with such a rare thing as air conditioning.
Once turned on, the room remained at a dry 26 degrees all night long, dispelling all the dampness.
What surprised him even more was the new set of bedding. It was so thin that it seemed like only a layer of gauze, but it gave him just the right sense of wrapping when covered with it. It was warm but not heavy, so comfortable that he almost didn't want to get up.
"No wonder Miao Yang was shocked by the simplicity of my room. He really has completely neglected to enjoy himself. There are so many good things in this wasteland."
Cheng Ye half leaned against the head of the bed and sighed softly, while pulling open the curtains beside the bed and glancing out the window.
I don't know when it started to drizzle again.
Fine raindrops hit the glass, condensing into a thin layer of mist on it. In the distance, the outline of the South Checkpoint could be vaguely seen, with many black spots gathered and swaying in front of the outline.
Such weather is undoubtedly bad news for migrants.
Muddy roads will make your steps heavier, and the humid water vapor will also attract hydrophilic organisms that like to move in the rain.
But there is no way, leaving one day later will bring you more troubles.
If you have planned to leave, you must leave immediately, otherwise your plans will be disrupted in two days and you will have more problems to deal with.
After staring out the window for a while, Cheng Ye stood up, picked up a book from the cupboard, returned to bed, snuggled comfortably in the quilt, opened the book and read it slowly.
According to Luo Xiaoxue, he had to stay in this ward until the situation was completely stabilized before he could leave.
But after dealing with Jiang Chuan yesterday, Cheng Ye had a vague feeling that such comfortable days would not last long.
If Ding Yishan wanted to test him, the restart of the checkpoint would be the best opportunity.
Only by surviving the influx of a large number of infected bodies can he be considered to have made a name for himself in this area and have those hiding in the dark truly recognize his value.
As for any danger, he completely ignored it.
Having experienced a wave of infection and killed a high-level fusion with his own hands, although he was still hesitant to go into the wilderness, Cheng Ye felt that he had nothing to worry about as long as he stayed in the checkpoint.
As long as it is not a terrifying existence that can wipe out everything in an instant, he has plenty of ways to deal with it.
Even if he really encounters a maternal-level infected body, he has the capital to survive.
Strength is the greatest confidence.
Whether participating in factional struggles or working at checkpoints, people are no longer as timid and restrained as before.
8:30 in the morning.
After reading the first book, I found that it contained a detailed introduction to the common infected bodies in the wilderness, with simple illustrations and the weaknesses of the infected bodies circled in red.
Cheng Ye watched intently and felt that he had benefited a lot.
But just as he was about to get out of bed and wash up, someone knocked on the door from outside.
"Come in."
He said loudly, sitting up slightly.
However, unexpectedly, more than ten people suddenly walked in from outside the door, all wearing neat white coats.
"Inspector Cheng, I hope I didn't disturb your rest?"
The middle-aged man in the lead smiled with narrowed eyes, bowed slightly and said, "I'm Feng Yaozu, the deputy director of the medical clinic. I was too busy yesterday and didn't have time to bring a team of experts to see you. I came here specially now. I hope I won't disturb you."
inquiry?
Wow, such a big scene!
Cheng Ye was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously wanted to wave his hand to say that he was fine and there was no need to mobilize such a big fuss.
But then I thought about the upcoming reforms of the medical clinic. With so many residents in Tianyuan Community, a medical point will have to be set up sooner or later.
Instead of passively choosing from the people assigned by the medical clinic, it is better to take advantage of the opportunity of being hospitalized now and take a few sneak peeks at these people.
If we can recruit one or two reliable ones, we can open a community medical clinic on the pedestrian street in the future. We can treat minor illnesses such as headaches and fevers for neighbors, and occasionally treat scavengers from outside to make money.
Furthermore, if this model is fully implemented, each community will actually slowly build up its own medical team.
He thought about it carefully yesterday.
The core purpose of the idealists in promoting reform is to strengthen communities, and medical care is just a key part of it.
As mobile medical points and communities become more deeply integrated, the stronger the community, the more obvious its ability to siphon population will be.
If a decent large-scale medical center can be built in a community like Tianyuan, more and more people will be willing to join in the future.
After all, who doesn’t want to live in a place where they can get timely and secure medical care?
In addition, Cheng Ye had an even bolder idea in his mind.
If he were in a medical clinic, he would have no chance to get involved in equipment investment or talent training, and would be constrained by the system everywhere.
But community medical points are different.
He could take advantage of the opportunity to go out on field trips to get some suitable equipment and put it in there.
Then use the collector to search for some medical skills, combine them with action points, and gradually improve the medical level of yourself and your team. Maybe in the future you will have the ability to directly fight the source of infection.
Even if we want to leave Xingfu City in the future, we can take our team with us and immediately build a medical infrastructure.
Wait, why are you thinking about leaving Happy City and severely damaging the checkpoint again?
Cheng Ye shook his head, and all his thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning. He quickly put on a natural smile on his face: "How can you say it's a disturbance? It's clearly me who has caused trouble to you all."
"Director Feng, I'm so sorry for the minor illness and pain I have. It's really not worth bothering so many experts to come here."
"If it's convenient, shall we start the inspection?"
"good!"
Cheng Ye nodded and quickly took off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing his skin covered in bruises and purples. Some parts of his body were abnormally dark red, obviously because of internal bruises that had not healed.
There was a sudden gasp in the room, especially from the younger experts in the back row, who showed undisguised astonishment on their faces, and some even opened their mouths unconsciously.
Tsk tsk tsk, his acting skills are not as good as Dalong.
This is Cheng Ye’s evaluation.
Look at Director Feng, his expression is so perfect.
There was just the right amount of emotion in the surprise, and a hint of shame for not being able to discover the injury in time. The emotions were clearly layered and controlled freely.
In this day and age, is it still fashionable to just shock people? It's no longer popular!
"Prosecutor Cheng, please lie down!" Feng Yaozu immediately stepped forward, his tone filled with urgency. "Such a serious injury, why didn't anyone come to report it yesterday? This is too negligent!"
Then he turned his head sharply and looked behind him: "Xiao Wei! Immediately upgrade Inspector Cheng's medical level to 'critical'. From today on, an attending physician must come to see him every morning and afternoon and record his recovery progress at all times!"
"Yes, Chief!"
A young man wearing glasses in the crowd quickly responded and wrote down the information on his tablet.
Cheng Ye couldn't help but laugh in his heart at this situation. It turned out that the familiar old tricks were the most effective.
It has been passed down from modern times to the wasteland for dozens or even hundreds of years without being lost. It would be a shame if the collector didn't record it.
However, before the smile could spread in his heart for long, his expression suddenly changed.
As he lay down, Feng Yaozu put on sterile gloves and pressed several places on his back seemingly randomly.
"hiss"
A piercing pain suddenly came over him, as if a red-hot needle had pierced into the bone. Cheng Ye's muscles tensed instantly, and he was just about to open the panel to equip the Iron Body!
Damn, why does it hurt so much?
"There's already a minor bone fracture, and there's also a deep soft tissue contusion."
Feng Yaozu was extremely professional and he poked a few more spots, and the pain became more and more obvious.
"Here, and here, the pain is noticeably worse when I press on it. This means the injury is much more serious than it appears. I can tell without even using any equipment."
Seeing Cheng Ye grimacing in pain, he withdrew his hand, took off his gloves, and slowly explained, "Prosecutor Cheng, I know that you, the combatants going to the front lines, always think that these injuries are nothing, just some flesh pain at most. But you must not underestimate these 'flesh injuries', they are all accumulated little by little."
He paused, his eyes falling on Cheng Ye's tense neck and shoulders, his tone adding a bit of earnestness: "I said this to your father back then, but he didn't take it seriously. Because that was the critical moment for our Xingfu City to expand its territory, I had to go through with it even if I was sick."
"But you're still so young, and this is the time to lay the foundation. If you don't focus on recovery now, after you turn 28, your physical functions will plummet, your peak period will be fleeting, and further improvement will be extremely difficult."
I was injured so badly?
Cheng Ye pursed his lips and sat up, all his previous contempt disappeared, and he clasped his hands.
"Thank you, Director Feng, for the reminder."
"Prosecutor Cheng is very polite."
It was visibly that the smile on Feng Yaozu's face became even more intense.
Then, the team of experts behind him took turns stepping forward. Some pressed with their palms, like Feng Yaozu, with the force gradually increasing from light to heavy.
Someone took a smooth-edged metal scraper and rubbed it gently on his skin, observing the muscle reaction.
There was also an old expert wearing reading glasses, holding a small probe as thin as a cone, and accurately pointing it at several key acupoints.
Although the means are different, the feeling they bring is exactly the same.
It hurts so much!
Beads of sweat soon broke out on Cheng Ye's forehead, especially when it came to the waist examination. The old expert holding the probe kept pressing and shaking his head. His solemn expression made people's eyelids twitch.
However, Cheng Ye also noticed one thing: among so many people present, no one was using any equipment, and all diagnosis relied on feel and experience.
Seeing the confusion in his eyes, Feng Yaozu explained, "Inspector Cheng, you think it's strange that we don't use instruments? There's no special reason, it's just that instruments are too delicate. If they break, you have to wait for parts to be repaired. If they run out of power, they're just scrap metal. In a real emergency, with so many wounded people around, you can't just sit there and watch with a broken instrument, right?"
"Especially when we're in the wilderness, we can't carry X-ray machines and ultrasound equipment with the team."
"But skills and experience are different. They can be passed down from generation to generation. If you want to become an expert in our Happiness City, the evaluation criteria are to diagnose the condition and come up with a treatment plan as quickly as possible. As for those instruments, most of them are used to assist in judging the recovery progress after the patient's condition stabilizes. They are not essential."
"Understood."
Cheng Ye nodded slightly.
This statement is novel, but it makes sense when you think about it carefully.
The wastelanders don't have high demands for medical care. Most of those who really need to be admitted to the clinic are suffering from external injuries like his, such as knife wounds, gunshot wounds, and bruises. Those with tumors and terminal illnesses that require sophisticated instruments to diagnose have to be taken away before they can even get a bed.
Trauma is precisely what tests the doctor's experience the most. Over time, it is understandable that the instruments will be abandoned.
A group of experts gathered in a corner of the living room and began to discuss treatment plans in a low voice.
For some unknown reason, Cheng Ye suddenly felt a sense of emotion.
The somewhat deliberate "performance" of these experts may have been a rule they had to follow in order to survive in this environment.
"Prosecutor Cheng, according to our estimate, you will need to be hospitalized for about a month."
"We will send the first set of healing medicine as soon as possible, three bottles per day, in the form of infusion."
Feng Yaozu came over and said seriously, "Also, if you have time now, why not follow us to the outpatient building and receive a more rigorous diagnosis using the equipment?"
Cheng Ye nodded.
He hasn't equipped himself with the wild grass physique that he found from Jiang Chuan yesterday.
This is a good opportunity to verify the added value of wild grass physique through instrument data.
Ten o'clock in the morning.
The complete test report was sent to him urgently almost at the same time as he finished the test.
Cheng Ye took the report and glanced at the front page, which showed a simplified human figure.
Different parts of the body were marked with different colors. He roughly counted them and found that there were six black blocks, four purple blocks, twelve red blocks, and the rest were all yellow.
There is a text description next to it, which means that black means that treatment must be received immediately.
Purple and red require long-term observation and treatment, while yellow can go home and slowly recover with medication.
Turning to the back, there were more detailed indicator data, but unfortunately he couldn't understand it at all.
"I need to find a medical skill as soon as possible. Going out on missions without medical skills is a real disadvantage."
Cheng Ye thought about it and went back to his room with the report.
As soon as he walked into the corridor, he saw Garcia next door taking a slow walk to recover. When he saw him coming, he immediately smiled and greeted him.
Cheng Ye originally thought that this guy would not be able to hold back and make some sarcastic remarks today, but he did not expect that Garcia's composure was so extraordinary.
Not only did he not show any intention of mockery, but he kept asking about each other's well-being. He was so warm and friendly that it seemed as if the two of them had been on the same side for a long time.
Really don't hold a grudge?
Of course not, Cheng Ye was secretly alert. This kind of smiling tiger is much more difficult to deal with than those second-generation rich people.
He is not afraid of doing it openly, but he is afraid of doing bad things in secret.
"Prosecutor Cheng, I'm your personal caregiver, Wei Zhou."
It was the young guard who had stood behind Feng Yaozu. He paused and added, "If you need a female caregiver, I can help right away."
"No."
Cheng Ye waved his hand and said, "I have to turn over and apply medicine every day because of this injury. It's not convenient for a female nurse to take care of me."
He had no intention of seeking any enjoyment in the clinic. After all, his enemy lived next door, so it was better to be cautious.
Besides, since Wei Zhou has been following Director Feng all the time, he must be of an extraordinary status.
Sure enough, his guess was soon verified.
"My father and grandfather were both experts. They used to travel around with the pioneer corps, but unfortunately they became ill and now have to stay at home to recuperate."
Wei Zhou said, even trying to comfort him, "Your injury is not serious. As long as you recover well, it will definitely not affect your future martial arts training."
"Um."
Cheng Ye suppressed the urge to inquire about information on their first meeting and sat quietly.
He let Wei Zhou pick up the puncture needle and insert it into the skin. The other end of the needle was connected to the infusion bottle hanging on the bedside, which contained the prepared liquid.
What’s somewhat magical is that there are small, faintly glowing metal particles floating in the liquid.
If this happened in modern times, it would be a complete medical accident, but in the current environment, it seems to be perfectly normal.
"This is?"
"Today's three bottles contain healing medicine infused with Iron Bone Beast's mutant crystal powder. It has a special strengthening and restorative effect on bones." Wei Zhou explained as he adjusted the infusion rate, "We have to heal the bone injury first before we can use medicine for the contusion."
“Not cheap, is it?”
"Yes, the price per bottle is 60 contribution points, but don't worry, these are all recorded in the checkpoint's account."
So expensive?
Cheng Ye raised his eyebrows. No wonder the checkpoints were always so poor.
Not to mention the monthly salary, no one cares about those happiness coins, even if you have to pay for work every month, it’s no problem.
What is truly valuable are these invisible benefits, such as these three bottles of medicine, which add up to 180 points.
"No, then Garcia's treatment has already cost the station thousands of points, right?"
This cancer!
Just as I was thinking about it, the cool liquid flowed into my body through the infusion tube, and the places that were painful before soon began to feel an indescribable warmth.
It was as if countless tiny warm currents were flowing through the blood vessels, soothing the damaged muscles and bones.
Cheng Ye sighed comfortably, and his tense body relaxed.
"One bottle takes 45 minutes. I'll be waiting in the living room. If you have any other requests, feel free to call me."
"good."
Cheng Ye nodded, leaned against the head of the bed and continued to read the book about infected bodies.
Such ordinary days suddenly gave him the illusion of returning to modern times.
Although there was no excitement of fighting the infected, the efforts of the previous three months seemed even more worthwhile.
At noon, the meal was still four packets of nutrient solution.
The medical center probably added two extra pieces of synthetic meat to take care of him as a wounded soldier.
But because he had a light taste, Cheng Ye took a few bites and found it tasteless.
"At this time, it would be great if I had a bowl of spicy fried pork noodles, some fried peanuts, smashed cucumbers, and a couple of beers. That would be so relaxing."
Unfortunately, I can only think about it in my mind.
In this part of Shi Province, not to mention soil-grown vegetables, even hydroponics are affected.
An invisible supernatural curse has enveloped this land, completely severing its connection with planting.
Perhaps the top management of Happiness City knows the solution, but the enjoyment of words is not important to the wastelanders.
Wait until the three bottles of liquid are finished.
Cheng Ye found an excuse, slipped out of the hospital, and took the bus back to the city.
The Lv2 Iron Body consumed a total of 107 bags of nutrient solution, so the Lv3 Weed Body must have consumed no less than that.
Drinking hundreds of bags of nutrient solution in the clinic was too conspicuous, and it was telling others that there was something wrong with him.
Go back, drink at home and then come back, it will only delay one or two hours.
Even to purchase the nutrient paste, Cheng Ye no longer had to show up in person. He just found a resident of Tianyuan Community to pass the message, and Dalong soon rushed over after hearing the news.
"Go buy 150,200 bags of nutrient solution and have them delivered to my room. Here's the key."
Cheng Ye handed over the key and took out a handful of happiness coins, which had a total face value of over a thousand. "I'll keep the extra ones with you. You can use them to buy things for me next time. I'll definitely need you in the future."
"It's no trouble, sir! How can it be a trouble to do something for you?"
Dalong smiled foolishly, turned around and left in a hurry.
Cheng Ye stared at the back and felt that after asking Jiang Chuan how to improve his ordinary tendons yesterday, Dalong seemed to respect him more.
It only took half an hour.
Even though nutrient paste is still under control, relying on the Tianyuan Community's reputation and using the excuse that "everyone is hungry from working and needs supplements", we were able to easily get five boxes of nutrient paste from the Materials Department.
"Thank you."
After taking the key, Cheng Ye turned around and walked a few steps, and couldn't help but whistled happily.
Half a month ago, Prosecutor Cheng was all alone and had few people in his address book to call and chat with, but now he seems to have become a local tyrant.
It is no exaggeration to say that in Area B-7, he can easily mobilize thousands of people to run errands with just one word.
Compared with the past, this situation is much better.
When Cheng Ye thought of Liu Bi's surprised expression when he came back and saw this scene, he couldn't help laughing out loud.
Life in this wasteland is becoming more and more promising!
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