Reading books could also increase skill points, but only in small amounts.
In just one day, Zheng Ren's general surgery skill tree had increased from 1690 to
Before this, Zheng Ren had not known that skill points could be accurately calculated to two decimal places.
When would the System issue missions? Zheng Ren was eager.
Only when the System issued a mission would he be able to spend more than 20 hours of surgical intensive training time in a targeted manner.
Just like that, the day passed by uneventfully.
Normally, chief residents had to be on standby in the hospital for at least half a year, 24 hours a day. However, Zheng Ren did not have to do so. After all, the emergency department could not perform major emergency surgeries, nor did it have the necessary wards and medical staff.
If there was something that could not be handled, the on-call doctor would call Zheng Ren.
After work, he went home, read, washed up, and slept.
The days were uneventful. The System was also much quieter and did not issue new missions. Zheng Ren looked forward to it with curiosity and a little apprehension.
Old Chief Physician Pan went to the department every day, but the results were not obvious.
After five days of hard work, he had only managed to get a dozen nurses on and off. As for doctors … Unfortunately, every department was short of manpower.
In the end, the hospital could not bear Old Chief Physician Pan's punctual reporting every day and promised him that as long as a doctor agreed, he could be transferred to the emergency department.
Old Chief Physician Pan wanted to curse in his heart. If the emergency department was so popular, why did he have to work so hard to show his face?
However, there was nothing he could do.
After discussing with Zheng Ren, he decided to strike while the iron was hot and take care of appendicitis and acute cholecystitis first.
With the most basic nurses, Zheng Ren ensured that he could complete the surgery independently. He also borrowed two anesthesiologists and the emergency department's operating theater was finally in its infancy.
Old Chief Physician Pan would not have been able to set it up if it had been someone else.
Five days later, Old Chief Physician Pan officially announced the establishment of the emergency operating theater and emergency ward. Zheng Ren finally received the System's mission!
[General Mission: Initial construction of the emergency operating theater.
[Mission Details: Complete five cholecystectomies in the emergency department.
[Mission Reward: 50 skill points, 1000 experience points. The higher the completion rate, the higher the reward.
[Mission Time: 1 week.]
The System's long-awaited voice rang in Zheng Ren's ears. For a moment, Zheng Ren felt a sense of joy, as if he had finally received rain after a long drought. After all, it was too slow to increase skill points by reading books.
After a week of reading, debridement and suturing, his general surgery skill points had increased from 1690 to 1692 points.
At this rate, it would take him 33 years to reach the Master level.
That was how slow a normal doctor's advancement was.
However, Zheng Ren did not need to. He had the System, and he was proud.
Gatherings were unavoidable in newly established departments, so that everyone would have a sense of belonging to the department.
Especially since there were no patients at the moment, everyone could participate. If it officially started operating, it would be impossible for the entire department to have a meal together.
Old Chief Physician Pan was proud of himself. After all, with his help, the emergency department had taken a crucial step toward becoming an emergency center.
As for personnel allocation … Medical personnel were like water in a sponge, there would always be enough after some squeezing.
Recently, the patients who had been staying in the Emergency Department for observation knew that the Emergency Department was going to be upgraded to an Emergency Medical Center. They made silk banners in advance to express their sincere gratitude and join in the fun.
The pennant sent at this time would definitely be preserved by Sea City General Hospital's emergency medical center. In the future … ahem … if they came again, they could tell unfamiliar doctors and nurses that this pennant was the one they received back then, blah blah blah blah.
Although there was no ceremony of cutting red cloth or flowers, Old Chief Physician Pan was very satisfied with the sincere gratitude of the patients.
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Cui Heming was a postgraduate from Project 211. After graduation, he went to Imperial Capital to start a business and established an Internet company with a decent income of a few million yuan per year.
Just as the company entered a period of rapid growth, an annoying thing happened.
Recently, his mother's tinnitus and dizziness had been acting up, so much so that she did not dare to move around because the symptoms would worsen.
He had no choice but to put down his work and return to Sea City to take his mother to see a doctor.
Cui Heming's company kept calling and traveling to Sea City, Imperial Capital, and Sorcery Capital to no avail, which frustrated him.
In Sea City, he also encountered a strange diagnosis. A doctor in the emergency department of Sea City General Hospital had asked his mother to extract a tooth. Could tooth extraction treat tinnitus and dizziness? Cui Heming denied it with his high education level in logic and probability.
However, it also made him realize that the medical standards in Sea City were indeed not good.
For some reason, he still followed the doctor's advice and took his mother to Imperial Capital to see a doctor in the Third Hospital of Beijing Medicine.
He had seen all the ordinary numbers, but there was no conclusion. If he wanted to see another doctor, he could only register with a specialist.
He searched online and found the most famous professors in the Third Hospital of Beijing Medicine. The previous process was very simple and there was no difficulty.
However, the specialist number that followed made it difficult for Cui Heming.
He went to line up in the early morning, but there was still no specialist number.
Looking around, there were hundreds of people who wanted to register with the specialist number for treatment. Cui Heming looked at the vast sea of people and heard people complaining that they had been here for a month but still could not get a specialist number. He became even more anxious.
He made up his mind and bought a scalper number.
The normal specialist number cost 100 yuan, but it became 5,000 yuan in the hands of the scalpers.
Although it was a little painful, Cui Heming endured it.
His mother recovered quickly so that he could devote all his energy to his career. This was not something that could be bought with 5,000 yuan.
The specialist number was scheduled for three o 'clock in the afternoon. At half past one, Cui Heming brought his mother to the Third Hospital of Beijing Medicine.
The hard plastic chair was a little hard. Cui Heming carefully brought a small blanket for his mother and then let her lean on his shoulder, not daring to move. His dizziness and tinnitus had been tormenting Cui Heming for a long time.
Finally, it was time. Cui Heming cheered up and pushed his mother into the clinic in a wheelchair.
The patient was a white-haired old professor, who gave him a sense of security. As for the young boy in Sea City General Hospital, Cui Heming made a simple comparison and despised that person several times in his heart.
The old professor carefully asked about the medical history and looked at the radiographic films brought by Cui Heming. Then, he ordered a new examination and asked Cui Heming to take his mother to do it.
Cui Heming felt like he was going crazy from the repeated inspections.
However, he still endured it and spent two hours to finish the examination. When he came back with the radiographic films, the old professor was already getting off work.
The old professor hung the CT films on the radiographic film viewer, put on his presbyopic glasses, and carefully studied them for ten minutes.
"Have you planted teeth in the past two years?" the old professor asked slowly.
"Yes," Cui Heming replied.
"It's very strange." The old professor pushed up his glasses and pointed to an image of a denture. "It's actually made of amalgam. Nowadays, people plant teeth with resin dentures. It's really rare."
"Huh?" Cui Heming was a little absent-minded. A 'hateful' figure suddenly appeared in his heart.
"Call the dentist and ask what kind of material the dentures are made of." The old professor began to pack his things and seemed to be ready to get off work.
Cui Heming quickly picked up the phone. The dentist who fixed his mother's teeth was a very familiar dentist who had looked at his mother's teeth for more than ten years.
"The doctor in Sea City said it's indeed amalgam." After putting down the phone, Cui Heming admired the old professor even more. How capable was he to be able to tell the material of the dentures just by looking at the radiographic films?
"Nonsense!" The old professor was displeased. "Here … here …"
His finger tapped twice on the radiographic films. "There are two dentures. One is from more than ten years ago. It's gold-inlaid denture, which was more popular at that time. The other is more recent. It's made of amalgam. Different metals form a primary battery in the mouth and amplify bioelectricity. How can there not be symptoms of dizziness and tinnitus? "
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