RNP Chapter 3390 Miraculous Doctor (34)
Chapter 3390 Miraculous Doctor (34)
Chapter 3390 Miraculous Doctor (Thirty-four)
Schiller took the money from the deer mother. The ward where Strange was was empty, so the little girl went in directly for surgery.
The so-called ear canal perforation is actually a sudden hole in the brain that can go straight from the left ear to the right ear. This disease sounds like a sure death, but it is not a big problem in this world. All you need to do is fill the hole with a sponge soaked in a special medicine and wait for a while.
Filling a hole is actually very troublesome because it can only be done through the ear canal. If you are not careful, it is easy to turn the brain into a mess. But this is a common thing for neurosurgeons. They can operate anywhere in the brain.
Strange was an expert at this, and the entire operation took less than an hour. When the little girl came out of the tube, her head was wrapped in gauze. Schiller wrote down the medical instructions and handed them to the waiting mother, then verbally reminded her: "The sponge has not been taken out yet. Do not chew or swallow within 48 hours. You can drink some sugar water, and come back to take the sponge in two days. If the filling rate of the cavity exceeds %, it is considered cured."
The mother and daughter were talking quietly. The daughter kept shaking her head to show that she knew nothing and had no feelings. The mother and daughter thanked them profusely, left the money and left.
Schiller collected the silver coins on the counter. When he looked up, he found that there was already a long line in front of him, all of whom wanted to make an appointment for Strange's surgery. Most of them had brain-related diseases.
Schiller registered their illnesses one by one, calculated the time, and found that if Strange worked 10 hours a day, it would take at least a week to cure all these patients. This was too slow.
He recalled what Strange had told him before. When he was at the Presbyterian Hospital, ordinary doctors performed unimportant operations, and Strange was only responsible for the key parts. This would greatly improve efficiency.
He looked at the symptoms registered by the patients and found that many people did need some pre-treatment. For example, the brain typing of mineral disease required the removal of foreign bodies outside the skull, and eye rotation required the removal of eyelids. These pre-treatments could be done in many operating rooms, so there was no need to leave them all to Strange.
Now that he has a phone, Schiller can communicate with each ward in real time, so he simply tells them what to do before sending the patient in.
These laymen are very aware of their professional level. It would be great if they could avoid the difficult parts. Just doing some simple preparatory treatments, even if it means curing a patient, it is still a profit for them.
So after Schiller registered the patients, he first sent those who needed pre-processing to other wards, especially to those wards that had been upgraded. He asked them to stay in the inpatient rooms of these wards first. When Strange was free, he would transfer them over to complete the key part.
Although this has improved some efficiency, the biggest problem is that Strange is only one person. The Hand of God also has only one pair of hands. No matter how fast he works, there will still be a long queue behind him.
There weren't many upgraded wards to begin with, and the beds in the inpatient wards were even more scarce. Now they were basically all full. Strange worked 24 hours a day without a break, but he still couldn't handle it.
Schiller couldn't take it anymore. He called the Pride room and said, "Put Batman on the line."
"He's doing an experiment, what's wrong?"
"I have something to talk to him about. Please let him answer the phone."
Soon, footsteps were heard. Batman's deep voice sounded on the other end of the line. Schiller said, "I remember you have first aid experience."
"Yes, I do. But only in emergencies."
"Then you should urgently go and learn some surgical techniques from Strange, and try to become the second pair of God's hands within two hours. Quick!"
"……what?"
"Okay. Let me change my approach. Batman, who has an absurdly strong learning ability, will now give you a chance to learn surgical techniques from the best neurosurgeon in the world for only 20 silver coins. How do you think?"
"20 silver coins? It seems you are really talking nonsense." An arrogant voice came from the other side. He said, "How much did you pay Strange?"
“I only gave him 10.”
"It must be more than that. You collected at least 20 from the patient and gave him 15. You asked us to help you, and you want us to pay you?"
"But Batman had a learning opportunity!"
"You didn't give it to him. If he were to go to Strange's ward now, could you stop him?"
Schiller was choked. He said, "Can you guys not be so barbaric? Okay, okay, the 20 dollars the patient gave me, you two split it in half. I won't take a cent, okay?"
"Do you have a new way to make money?"
"Arrogant! Why do you always misunderstand me? Can't I just devote myself to saving lives and healing the wounded?"
"Oh, why can't the earth be flat?"
After some negotiations, the two finally reached an agreement. Batman could learn surgical skills from Strange for free. But even if Batman learned almost everything, there was still a gap in their proficiency. Strange took 12 dollars and Batman took 8 dollars.
Before Batman arrived, Schiller encountered a new problem. Strange called him and said, "Can you find a way to get Tony out? He's about to turn this place into a steel mill!"
Schiller hadn't been back to his operating room for a long time, and he didn't know what it looked like inside. So he had to let Jarvis take charge for a while while he went back to take a look.
It doesn’t matter if he doesn’t go back, but once he goes back he will be confused.
What is this for? Is this still an operating room?
In addition to the original hospital beds, the whole room was filled with blast furnaces, conveyor belts, storage boxes, and forging tables. I hadn't seen him for a few days, so I went straight from Two Point Hospital to Factorio.
Stark was still there, feeling proud. With the help of various potions, his injuries recovered quickly. He could walk freely now. He was rubbing parts on the manufacturing table while waiting for the materials on the conveyor belt to be delivered.
As soon as Schiller landed, he saw Stark's latest masterpiece - which Astartes armor was this stolen from?
There was a huge mecha hanging in front of the passage. It was not completely finished, but it was already 80% done. It looked a bit like the anti-Hulk armor made by Iron Man in other universes. But because it seemed to be made of brass alloy and added steam technology, it looked particularly ferocious and rough.
"How is it? Not bad, right?" Stark said, standing next to the mecha with a wrench in his hand. "It's still under testing, but I plan to call it Steam No. 1..."
Schiller could totally understand Strange's frustration. He couldn't even imagine how much noise Stark had to make in order to make this thing.
He was able to complete the operation efficiently in this environment. Schiller only saw Strange's hard work and sweat in Steam No. 1.
It was real sweat. Schiller felt that the temperature in the room was close to 50 degrees. He was sweating as soon as he came in.
Schiller couldn't care less, he quickly transferred Strange out. He had only one precious doctor, so he couldn't let anything happen to him. Wanda also left first, after all, there were so many patients waiting outside. Jarvis might not be able to handle it.
Then he looked around the mech and said, "Where did you get so much metal? It's not enough to just rely on the metal grown by the patients with mineral disease, right?"
Schiller looked back at the shelf where the surgical tools were placed, but he didn't see anything missing. So how did Stark conjure up so much brass out of thin air?
As he walked into the lounge, he realized what was going on—he had gone from Factorio to Deep Rock Galaxy again.
Stark dug directly under the hospital. There happened to be a chalcopyrite mine under the hospital. Schiller had thought that the mineral resources in this world should be relatively rich, but he had never thought it was so rich. It was less than 10 meters deep when he dug and found a high concentration of metal ores. No wonder no one deliberately spread mineral disease to produce metal ores.
He picked up Stark, which was also a ghost for the evil spirit. In a few days, this place will be Afghanistan Mine 2.0. The Iron Man from another world will appear.
Just when Schiller thought that was all, Stark once again refreshed Schiller's view of his scientific research ability. Stark unbuttoned his chest, and an Ark reactor appeared there.
Schiller was really speechless. He looked at Stark showing off proudly and just wanted to pry open his skull to see how many tons of water were filled inside.
"Do you have to make a hole in your chest?" Schiller asked.
Stark waved his hand nonchalantly and said, "You don't understand. I find the fireplace in this hospital very interesting. The heat inside does not come from the flame, but from a strange spirit."
Stark reached out and pulled out the core from the center of the metal structure on his chest. Only then did Schiller see clearly that there was a flame flickering in the center of the conical crystal.
"The spirits live in the flames. Any action that touches or moves the flames will cause them to react. I use this principle to compress them into crystals, and they become the energy source for me and this mecha..."
Schiller looked at the crystal in Stark's hand in shock. Could he have pulled out the evil spirit from the fireplace and stewed it?
Schiller turned his head and glanced at the fireplace, and then found that the fire there was already very dim. He looked at the fireplace and hesitated to speak.
"So you've discovered this, too." Another deep voice sounded behind Schiller. He turned around and saw Batman.
"I also discovered the abnormal energy in the fireplace, and tried to use the special metal in this world to conduct energy. However, the energy loss during the transmission process was too great..."
"How do you smelt brass? Do you burn it directly? That won't work." Stark shook his finger and said, "Sulfur and saltpeter need to be added during the smelting process. After that, the metal needs to be re-forged, pressed and pickled..."
"Very good." Looking at Batman who also walked to the operating table, Schiller thought, now they not only lost a surgeon, but also gained a crazy steampunk scientist.
He couldn't stay in this room any longer. Schiller tiptoed towards the passage. Just as he was about to slip out of the passage, he heard Stark shouting from behind: "Schiller! Come over and help me..."
"I can't help you." Schiller replied quickly: "There are a lot of patients waiting for me outside. I'm leaving now."
Before Stark could say anything, Schiller left the operating room along the corridor as quickly as possible and hung a "No Patients Allowed" sign on the operating room next to the reception room.