mtl008 Chapter 3389 Miraculous Doctor (33)
Chapter 3389 Miraculous Doctor (33)
Chapter 3389 Miraculous Doctor (Thirty-three)
"Number 20! Is operating room number 20 there?!" Schiller shouted towards the wall of pipes holding the list.
A faint response came from a pipe. Schiller pushed open the door of the counter and walked over, shouting into the passage: "Your medical records say that you successfully cured a case of purple fungus parasitism in the lungs, right?"
Hearing a positive response from the other end of the corridor, Schiller said, "There is another case here, the infection is in the abdominal cavity. Can it be done?"
There were some noises coming from the other side. Schiller listened carefully and it seemed that a doctor was taking a break. So he said, "Can I schedule the operation for you in two hours? ...Okay, I'll make a note of it."
Schiller walked back to the patient waiting at the counter and said, "Take your number and wait over there. The surgery will start in two hours. Next one!"
Schiller checked the patient's condition again, then shouted toward the corridor: "Joseph! Another case of ear canal perforation! The patient's temperature is normal, but his breathing is sluggish. Get ready to see him!"
One of the channels answered, but Schiller couldn't hear what he was saying since he was at the counter, so he went over and knocked on the channel.
"I say, we're out of sponges!" A rough voice came from the passage, and he was obviously knocking on something. He said, "We need sponges to treat ear canal perforation. Find a way to get some!"
"Okay, wait a minute!"
"Is Jenna here? Ms. Jenna! I saw you still have quite a few sponges. Give me some and I'll give them back to you tomorrow!"
With a whoosh, a pack of sponges fell from the top of the pipe. Schiller picked it up and threw it into another pipe, then sent the patient in. After returning to the counter, there was another long line.
"Next!"
Schiller looked up and found that it was Jarvis standing in front of him. Schiller thought Jarvis didn't want to be exposed, so he pretended not to know him and said, "What's wrong with you? Where does it hurt?"
"Doctor, do you need some help?" Jarvis put his mechanical arm on the counter and said, "It's too troublesome to shout from the counter to the corridor. I can make you an air conduction microphone."
Schiller looked at him in surprise and said, "You can do it? What do you do?"
"I'm an engineer." Jarvis took out his license from his pocket, showed it to Schiller, and said, "I came here to complete a maintenance mission, but I got stuck here. I heard there's a hospital here, so I wanted to come and see if I can help."
"Mr. Kama is indeed an engineer," said a little boy with a cat's head. "He is a good man. Not only did he fix our water system, but he also brought us to the hospital."
Schiller looked up and saw that many people were looking at him. It seemed that Jarvis had become their savior.
Now he somewhat understood why Jarvis pretended not to know him. It would be better for one of them to play the good cop and the other the bad cop.
"Okay. But you have to make sure that the use of the pipeline is not affected during this period." Schiller said, "Wood, that guy, took the money but didn't work, and he has been fired by the boss. He left me such a big mess, and I have to solve it as soon as possible."
"Wood was killed?!" Someone in the crowd said in surprise: "Is he dead?"
"Yes. He won't come again. I will take over from now on. But I have to remind you, don't think I'm easy to bully..."
"No, doctor." Jarvis suddenly said, "You are much better than that Wood. He only wants money and doesn't care about other people's lives. But in just a short while, you have already cured three people..."
Others chimed in. It wasn't that Schiller did a great job, but compared to his colleague Wood, he was like Hua Tuo reincarnated, or the national champion Bian Que...
"All right, all right, be quiet. Then you do it, Mr. Engineer. Others may stay here a little longer, but they must leave before nightfall."
One of the patients who had just finished the operation was lying on the ground, holding his stomach. He said weakly: "I really have nowhere to go, can I..."
"Not tonight." Schiller pretended to be impatient and said, "I need to talk to the boss about expanding the hospital. Because of Wood's corruption, there has been no inpatient department here. We need to expand it as soon as possible. If nothing goes wrong, it can be completed tonight, and you can be admitted to the hospital tomorrow."
"Hospitalization? What is hospitalization?" The waiting patients were all confused. It seemed like they had never been hospitalized before.
"If you spend some money, the hospital will provide you with accommodation. You can also spend money to buy medicine and inject it here. In case of any emergency, we can take you directly to the hospital for rescue..."
"How much does it cost?"
Schiller thought about it and felt that it couldn't be too dark. After all, the patients here didn't have high requirements. They just wanted a bed to lie on. Even an empty room to lie on the floor would be fine. If this kind of hospitalization environment was put in a modern hospital, a row of hospital executives would be hanged. But here, it would be considered a cure for the disease.
"10 copper coins a day," Schiller said, "but if we find that you are in good health, we will force you to leave the hospital and not allow you to stay any longer."
The room was silent for a moment, and Schiller wondered if he had set the price too high. After all, although he was not as shady as Wood and charged a gold coin for a visit, he still had to charge at least half a gold coin. This group of people might not have much money left.
The room burst into cheers, and Schiller immediately regretted his decision. He knew he was going to get less, but he didn't care, the expansion was free anyway. Any profit from a business with no capital cost was a good deal.
"In addition, after the expansion of the inpatient department, we will also need to recruit two nurses. Do you know what a nurse is? It would be best if she is a witch who is dexterous and can make medicine..."
Everyone in the room started talking about it. Witches were not a taboo here. Although they were looked down upon by the bigwigs, they were very common among the people. Everyone had come into contact with them to some extent. Many people were whispering about whether they should introduce their witch friends to them.
Jarvis began to build a communication system. But he did not use any physical method to transmit sound, but a transmitter and a strange receiver. There was even a metal keyboard with keycaps installed, like a typewriter.
Schiller is increasingly unable to understand the world's technology.
But Jarvis was obviously a professional. He installed the transmitters at both ends, and then the receivers. Finally, he installed the keyboard and a square box on Schiller's desk.
"Press here to enter the number, then press this button to start the call. After two beeps, you can start talking. The sound can be transmitted directly to the other party's pipe. The sound of the other party speaking through the pipe will come out of this box."
Jarvis had seen Schiller's ability to screw in a light bulb, so he taught in great detail, fearing that Schiller would not be able to do it.
Schiller immediately tried and dialed the number of Strange's room. Strange seemed startled by the clear voice coming from the corridor, but he quickly responded: "This is Ward 11. Go ahead."
"This is the emergency room. This is the newly installed communication system. No need to shout into the corridor so loudly in the future. Just stand in front of the operating table and talk. I can hear you. Over."
Schiller notified all the wards. The doctors received the message. And before long, someone made a call.
"Hello, this is Ward 26. We have a patient who suddenly lost a lot of blood. What should we do?"
The person who spoke was a woman, and her voice sounded a little flustered. Schiller immediately recalled the information of Ward 26. There was a pair of 15-year-old siblings there. They were young but very talented. The cure rate in this ward was considered high.
Thinking about the complicated condition of the patient he had sent over before, Schiller hesitated for a moment and said, "Don't move. I'll be there right away."
"Come here? You want to come over?"
"Yes, you may not be able to stop the bleeding. I will help you. You can do the follow-up treatment after that."
After that, Schiller asked the patients in line to wait for a while, saying that there was a seriously ill patient who needed emergency treatment. Then he took the ladder and climbed to the corridor of Ward 26 and went straight in.
When Schiller landed, he saw two terrified faces. This ward had also been upgraded, so they were not wearing masks. Disbelief was written all over their young faces.
"Oh my God, why are you here?!"
"If I don't come over, can you handle it yourself?" After saying that, Schiller picked up the scalpel and hemostatic forceps next to him, and then said, "Come here. I'll show you..."
About ten minutes later, the patient's bleeding was basically treated. Schiller wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned to the siblings behind him and said, "Do you understand? You two need to cooperate. Don't move when holding the hemostatic forceps..."
The two nodded in unison. It wasn't a very complicated operation, but the amount of blood that came out just now frightened them.
"You are such a good doctor," my sister said, "just like Dr. Foster in the story."
Hearing this name, Schiller paused in his walk back. He stood in front of the passage and asked, "Do you think Foster is a good doctor?"
"Of course, they say he is a role model for all doctors." My brother pointed to the painting on the wall and said, "His portrait will be hung in various hospitals so that new doctors can learn from him."
Schiller nodded slightly, said nothing more, and went back along the passage.
After seeing two more patients, the phone rang again, and Joseph's voice came from the phone. He said, "Oh no, Dr. Schiller, the patient with ear canal perforation disease was twitching all over..."
"Weren't you paying attention when you were squeezing the sponge?"
"Maybe we used too much force, but we don't know where we hit. He's twitching all the time now, and we can't check..."
"Okay, don't worry." Schiller looked at the increasingly long queue, decisively pressed the communicator, and then said to the other side: "Stephen, go to Ward 4. There is a patient with a pierced ear canal there, who may need neurosurgery..."
"I can't handle it." Strange said, "You can handle this kind of minor illness yourself."
"I'm too busy." After hesitating for a moment, Schiller called Joseph's ward and asked, "Is the patient still conscious?"
"Yes, he can hear me, but he can't control himself."
"Okay, tell him. There are not enough medical resources right now. He will have to pay for any additional surgeries. We will ask the best doctors to operate on him. It will be 20 silver coins per operation. Ask him if he agrees."
"I agree! I agree! Hurry up, my ears hurt!!"
Schiller called Strange again and said, "The other party agreed to pay for it himself. 10 silver coins for one throwing knife."
"That's too low. You took at least 20. I want 15."
"Okay. Go now!"
Soon, Strange came out of his ward and went into the pipe of ward 4. After about 5 minutes, he came out again. The cured patient also came out.
"So fast?" Someone in the crowd said in surprise, "Last time I saw a patient with perforated ear in the hospital who died after four hours of rescue..."
Taking this opportunity, Schiller immediately grabbed Strange and said, "This doctor is the best surgeon in our hospital, known as the Hand of God. If anyone feels that their symptoms are too severe and wants to ask this doctor to perform surgery, the price is 20 silver coins per time. First come, first served!"
Because of Wood's previous style, those who dared to come to this hospital were all well-off. Immediately, a deer mother with her daughter rushed up and shouted, "I'll go first, I'll go first. My daughter also has perforated ear canal syndrome! We need surgery now!"