The patient, Lei Baihan, was a small boss who ran a homestay, and he was also a chef. He only stayed in the ward for half a day, but he managed to win over all the family members of the other two families in the same room. So much so that when the doctors made ward rounds, the discussion in the room was all about cooking.
"Barbecued meat, barbecued meat. What I want is the fragrance of the meat. Don't be afraid of the oil dripping down. Only when the oil drips down will the meat be fragrant, and it will be oily when you eat it …"
"I don't use grass carp when I make Poached Fish Fillet. Mullet is more common, and its price is about the same as grass carp. Its meat is more tender, and it won't fall apart easily. Also, are they easy to raise? They can be raised with just a little water. Sometimes, I forget to put them away. When I go back to check a few days later, they won't move at all. When I pull them, they'll be alive again. They're a bit like the snake that was soaked in medicinal wine. Look, they look similar.
"Is Sheng Gun Congee our signature dish? Let me tell you, half of my guesthouse relies on Sheng Gun Congee. My style is that no matter how late you are, even if you arrive at three o 'clock in the morning, I'll still give you a bowl of Shenggun porridge. You can't even imagine how comfortable it is to drink the hot porridge. Therefore, my restaurant has the most repeat customers in the mountains. Everyone who comes will introduce their friends to me. Even during the off-season, the occupancy rate is usually seventy to eighty percent … "
Zhang Anmin, who was doing his rounds, was stunned. After Lei Baihan finished, he laughed and said, "You only boast about how good your Sheng Gun Congee is. Why don't you tell us how you made it?"
"Dr. Zhang is here." Lei Baihan greeted them with a smile and patted his belly. He had the sincere smile of a businessman on his face. "My method is the method of the shop. You didn't learn it at home, and the quantity is too large. You have to make a big pot at one go, and you can't sell less. It's a waste. Why don't I open this homestay? At first, I wanted to find a place to cook porridge. "
"Then, you should open a porridge shop." The patient on the bed next to him gulped as he listened.
Lei Baihan shook his head. "It's not easy. Cooking porridge is quite tiring, and it's tiring to make too much. Let's not talk about anything else, just the stick that stirs the porridge has made my arms thicker. "
Everyone in the room looked at Leibai Han's chubby arms, and no one believed him.
"Just run the train." Zhang Anmin did not believe a word of it and said to the others, "Sheng Gun Congee, don't eat fish slices. Clonorchiasis is caused by eating Sheng Gun Congee. If you don't cook freshwater fish before eating, you're really looking for trouble. "
The patients and their family members on the two beds next to them smiled and nodded. Whether they listened or not was another matter.
"Isn't my illness mainly due to hepatolithiasis?" Lei Baihan held his stomach and said, "If it weren't for the severe pain, I wouldn't have wanted to come."
"Your liver disease is troublesome." Zhang Anmin pursed his lips and said, "You must have gone to a few hospitals in the province. Did any of them accept you?"
"They asked me to perform conservative treatment," Lei Baihan said resentfully.
Zhang Anmin only believed half of his words. The patient might have received conservative treatment before, but the result was his current state — his liver function was declining, and the severity of his various diseases was worsening.
Zhang Anmin counted on his fingers and said, "You have severe fatty liver. Let's not talk about that. Liver cirrhosis is very dangerous. If it gets more serious, you will be in a coma. Clonorchiasis is even worse. This disease is very serious, do you know? "
When a doctor educated a patient, the patient could only obediently lower his head. Not only was his life in the hands of the doctor, but there was also a gap in knowledge between the two parties. Lei Baihan was sure that if he was the one educating Zhang Anmin about his cooking skills, he could scold him so much that he would turn into soup. Unfortunately, other people did not pursue high-end cooking skills, and it was not easy for him to find a chance to do so.
When Zhang Anmin was satisfied with his lecture, Lei Baihan smiled and said, "Doctor Zhang, don't be angry. I have a lot of problems, so I'll have to trouble you …"
"I invited our team leader over. Forget me, there are only a few people in the entire Changxi Province who can treat your disease." Zhang Anmin then took a breath and introduced Ling Ran. "Our Doctor Ling is the hepatectomy expert in the province. Two months ago, he went to Beijing, and the director of the General Surgery Department of Beijing University Sixth Hospital looked for him when he wanted to perform surgery."
"I know, I know, Doctor Ling." Lei Baihan quickly said, "I have a friend who is also a doctor. I told him about my situation, and he even told me that I'm quite lucky."
When Zhang Anmin heard this, his expression became a little more mellow. He nodded and said, "Doctor Ling picks medical cases, but your patient's condition is also more serious. You have to understand this yourself …"
"I know." Lei Baihan smiled and said, "The chef will cook the dishes, and the junior chef will cook the banquet. I'll leave my one hundred and eighty-four pounds to you. You can pay me back as much as you want later."
"It's not that dangerous. Although there is a certain risk in hepatectomy now, the skills are more advanced than before …" Zhang Anmin comforted him a little more and went out.
In the afternoon, Ling Ran took steady steps and checked the rooms one by one.
He was very calm now. Because he had a bottle of Skill Serum with him, all skills + 1 meant that he could obtain a comprehensive Novice Level, or he could improve the skills he was good at.
For an emergency doctor, there was nothing more reassuring than this.
Ling Ran felt that with the skills he currently possessed, even a normal medical graduate might not be able to trigger a fatal disease.
'Wherever I go, no one can die.' This was probably the ultimate fantasy of an emergency doctor.
Because of this, Ling Ran felt very at ease. He would accept Sincere Gratitude Treasure Chests when he went on a ward round. He would not feel troubled even if there were none.
He did not perform many surgeries recently, and only four-fifths of the hospital beds could be accommodated. Based on the standards of Yun Hua Hospital, it was quite relaxed. The faces of the medical staff at all levels were brimming with a happy smile, like camels in recuperation. Even though they knew that the journey in the desert would be bitter, tiring, thirsty, and difficult, they would still smile if they could.
Ling Ran did not care that the Basic Treasure Chests were all Energy Serums.
His current consumption of Energy Serums was still very high. He made a rough calculation and found that he only had a little more than two thousand bottles left. Considering that Energy Serums did not produce any fruits, it meant that he did not have any passive income. Then, if he used the concept of financial freedom, Ling Ran was actually still quite a distance away from Energy Serum Freedom.
Ling Ran felt that it was still necessary to get more Energy Serums.
Of course, it would be even better if he could get skills.
As Ling Ran thought about this, he went to Lei Baihan's ward and opened a Basic Treasure Chest that he had just obtained.
A silver skill book appeared in the air, and there was a small line of words on the title page.
[Single Skill Book: Obtained skill branch — Intubation (Gastrointestinal Decompression Tube) (Master Level)]
"Intubation of the stomach?" Ling Ran clicked his tongue. He knew how to perform intubation, and he had practiced it more than ten times in the emergency room. It should be said that this was the most basic content in the General Surgery Department. He just did not know how different it would be if it was at Master Level.
Ling Ran's gaze naturally swept to the hospital bed.
Lei Baihan gulped. "Intubation now? I still want to drink some shenggun porridge … meat porridge, beef."
"Let's take a look first. No intubation." Ling Ran flashed a smile that satisfied the patient's expectations.
Zhang Anmin whispered by the side, "This is the patient who will undergo hepatectomy tomorrow morning. He has cirrhosis with clonorchiasis, hepatolithiasis, and fatty liver …"
Ling Ran nodded and pulled out a Virtual Human to take a look.
It was not easy for a person to have so many diseases in one organ. If a certain organ in a normal person was not very good, they would usually pay extra attention to it to avoid the invasion of other related diseases, especially problems like fatty liver and clonorchiasis that could be avoided …
As he thought about it, Ling Ran's hand slashed in the air and directly cut the blue Virtual Human in half at the waist. Compared to making a long incision on the abdomen, Ling Ran realized that it was more efficient to cut it off directly.
Half of the liver hung at the cut section. It trembled and was soft. There was also a flat and tender clonorchiasis wriggling gently on the cut section of the liver.
Ling Ran moved the liver, and it was even softer than he expected. It was like lightly fried Japanese tofu.
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