I'm just a veterinarian! You've unlocked the Great Physician System!

Chapter 405: The test results are in—a suffocatingly poisonous beverage! [Seeking monthly votes]

"Um--"

Li Yingying gave a thumbs up, looking like she was praising Teacher Song for guessing correctly again.

"This……"

Song Min's lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something but couldn't.

It really was Ogawa.

Every time, they send in highly complex patients!

"Doctor! What do we do! What do we do! Are we just going to watch him convulse like this?! Please think of something!!"

Liao Chang shouted excitedly.

After all, my son is having convulsions right now, aren't these doctors going to take any coercive measures?
"No rush, just loosen your collar and remove any sharp objects around you."

If the convulsions last less than five minutes and there is difficulty breathing or suffocation, observation is usually the best course of action.

If it is epilepsy, antiepileptic drugs such as sodium valproate injection or diazepam will be given.

But this is not epilepsy.

The family members also said that they had never experienced epileptic symptoms before.

So let's do the relevant tests first.

"This……"

Although the couple was extremely anxious, they listened to the doctor's advice and followed his instructions.

as predicted.

Less than three minutes to go.

Liao Yanyang's epilepsy-like symptoms disappeared.

"I, what's wrong with me?"

Liao Yanyang regained consciousness with a somewhat bewildered expression.

"Sigh... Son, let's go get checked out first. Doctor, could you check my son for a brain-eating amoeba?"

Liao Chang asked.

It's almost exactly the same as what that veterinarian Zhang said before.

But he believed that Dr. Zhang could not possibly see through a person's brain, and there was a possibility of misdiagnosis.

"of course can."

Song Min answered directly.

Liao Yanyang was quickly admitted to the hospital for tests related to the brain-eating amoeba.

Diagnosing Naegleria fowleri infection typically requires a combination of laboratory tests and imaging examinations.

The main methods include cerebrospinal fluid testing such as microscopic observation, PCR technology to identify pathogens, and imaging examinations such as MRI or CT scans to observe brain lesions and tissue biopsies.

At the same time, a comprehensive judgment should be made based on the patient's history of exposure to fresh water and clinical symptoms such as severe headache and fever.

Soon.

"Doctor! Doctor! My daughter's cold isn't acting right!"

They were a young couple.

The other person ran into the emergency room lobby carrying a child.

"Dr. Zhang said it was cerebrospinal fluid leaking out, right?"

Li Yingying said something.

"Yeah!"

The couple immediately became excited.

"Follow me this way."

Li Yingying led the two inside.

"That nurse actually knew beforehand, amazing!"

The couple muttered to themselves, thinking they would have to explain, but to their surprise, the nurse just arranged it for them.

"Teacher Song, the child with the cold who is suspected of having cerebrospinal fluid leakage has also arrived."

Li Yingying shouted at Song Min, who was carrying bricks.

"Okay, okay! I'll be right there!"

Song Min was so busy she was dizzy.

But the patients that Ogawa brought over definitely need to be taken seriously.

In particular, cerebrospinal fluid leakage occurs in children as young as one and a half years old.

Speaking of which, shouldn't she thank Xiaochuan? Should she treat him to another meal?
On the other side, Zhang Lingchuan and his group were driving.

"I wonder if the girl whose legs were crushed today has been saved."

Old Zhang muttered something under his breath.

Because I happened to be passing by there today.

"Uncle Zhang, the surgery has been successful, and the person has been saved."

Song Wanqing said.

"Oh? Did Wanqing also ask Teacher Song?"

Zhang Lingchuan, who was standing to the side, asked in surprise.

"My aunt contacted me first."

Actually, she also had chat logs on her phone where her sister-in-law had become a resentful woman, but she decided not to show these to Teacher Zhang, the person involved.

"Actively seek out and share the joy of a successful surgery?"

Zhang Lingchuan smiled.

"That's it."

Song Wanqing shrugged.

"It's good that the surgery was successful. Although he lost both legs, at least he's still alive. Some truck drivers are arrogant and domineering before an accident, but after the accident, they're like idiots, standing there dumbfounded. If every truck driver could remember this lesson, that would be great."

Zhang Zhenghai sighed helplessly from the back seat.

To put it in a slightly nicer way, the person was saved.

At least I still have one life left.

But that's all there is to it—only one life left.

No matter how much compensation is given to a person who has lost both legs, it will be of no use. Her greatest desire is still the day when she can have her legs back.

"If we could really learn from this experience, there wouldn't be so many accidents on this road."

Zhang Lingchuan is also a local.

I know how many lawless drivers are on this road.

They were all very arrogant before the incident.

Unfortunately, there's no going back after something like this happens.

"Kid, if you get tired of driving, just tell me and we'll switch drivers."

Zhang Zhenghai looked at Zhang Lingchuan.

"it's okay no problem."

After a three-hour drive.

Zhang Lingchuan and his group have already driven to the county town.

They then had dinner together at the Haozailai Restaurant with Awei, Xiaoyuan, and the others.

During this time, Comrade Xu Xiaoying was thinking of inviting people to her home for a meal.

But it was too late, past seven o'clock, and besides, if I brought people home for dinner, my family would definitely come over, which would be too much of a hassle.

So that gave up the idea.

"Teacher Zhang, Uncle Zhang, see you tomorrow! Please be careful on your way home!"

After the meal, Wei Xiaoyuan drove Wang Liwei home.

Then Zhang Lingchuan drove Song Wanqing home.

As they parted, Comrade Xiao Song waved goodbye to Zhang Lingchuan and Zhang Zhenghai.

"Okay, see you tomorrow."

"Bye-Bye!"

The father and son drove away.

"Hey kid, what do you think of Xiao Qing?"

After the car drove away, Lao Zhang asked.

“That’s great. Why did you suddenly ask this, Mr. Zhang?”

Zhang Lingchuan answered without hesitation.

Comrade Xiao Song is quite capable.

"Then hurry up and make your move! I think this girl definitely likes you too. As someone with experience, your father's eyes are never wrong!"

Comrade Zhang Zhenghai pointed to his eyes when he said this.

"..."

Zhang Lingchuan did not answer.

"Hey kid, why are you suddenly silent? What's going on?!"

Old Zhang felt that his approach to urging Xu Xiaoying to get married was very different from his own.

My wife is relentlessly pressuring me to get married.

But he was much more rational here.

If he hadn't realized that the young girl had feelings for his son, he definitely wouldn't have said those things!
"I know, I know."

Zhang Lingchuan replied with two "I understand!"
In fact, early on he mistakenly thought that Xiao Song wanted to have a romantic relationship with him.

After all, many of their actions were too intimate.

However, the other party later became more restrained.

So, as someone four or five years older than her, he couldn't tell whether she was joking or genuinely liked him. To avoid the clown being his problem, he stopped thinking about it in that direction.

But now.

Even someone as oblivious as him could tell.

"I know nothing!"

Old Zhang said something.

The van sped along the road to Dagou Village.

Qingxian People's Hospital.

Meanwhile, the preliminary test results came out, and Liao Yanyang was diagnosed with brain-eating amoeba.

"How long!?"

As Liao Chang listened to the diagnosis from Song Min and several other department directors, who also mentioned the approximate survival period, he was filled with disbelief.

"I suggest you send him to a higher-level hospital. However, no matter where you send him, the prognosis for late-stage brain-eating amoeba is not very good because there is currently no specific drug. Even with a combination of multiple anti-protozoal drugs, antibiotics, and antiviral treatments, less than one in ten people can survive. In Liao Yanyang's case, he would normally die within a week. It would be a miracle if he could live for one or two months."

If a brain-eating amoeba enters the brain, it can cause death in as little as three to five days.

Hospitals can extend a person's life a little through various emergency treatments, but in reality, it's just prolonging life.

Meaningless.

The person might not even wake up.

"Oh my god! Why did this happen?! My son is only thirty years old!!"

At this moment, a rather thin woman standing next to Liao Chang burst into tears.

She knew her son's condition might be quite serious this time, but she never imagined it would be this serious, that even such advanced medicine couldn't save him!

"Director, should we transfer them to another hospital?"

Liao Chang said very firmly after a short while.

Even though the King of Hell had already come knocking, Liao Changzai still wanted to keep his son for a few more days.

"Okay, we'll arrange for you to be transferred to a higher-level hospital."

Song Min nodded.

It would be good to transfer to a higher-level hospital.

"Oh no... how could this happen?!"

Liao Chang looked as if he had aged decades.

After all, no matter how incompetent his son is, he is still his son. Now the doctor says that the other party has been infected with brain-eating amoeba and has reached the late stage. His entire brain is covered with brain-eating amoeba.

Basically, there's not much point in trying to save him.

At most, it can only prolong life for a period of time.

But Liao Chang felt that no matter what, he had to get treatment, and he would sell everything he owned to keep his son in this world for a few more days.

the other side.

The neurosurgery ward.

A small figure lay on the bed.

Beside the bed was a worried couple.

Speaking of which, the neurosurgery department received an emergency call today saying that a patient with cerebrospinal fluid leakage needed to be brought in, but when they arrived, it turned out to be a one-and-a-half-year-old girl.

That awful Song Min from the emergency room!!
The deputy director of neurosurgery at the time exclaimed, "Holy crap!"

He turned around and complained to the heads of other departments, instantly earning everyone's thumbs up.

Over the years, the emergency room has been crammed with far too many outrageous patients.

"Fortunately, we met Dr. Zhang, who immediately recognized that the child's condition was not a cold but rather a genuine leak of cerebrospinal fluid."

The woman with a round face and single eyelids standing next to Liao Xiaoqi was still shaken.

The doctor said that if the parents are not careful, the child may develop a brain infection, and in severe cases, even die from a serious infection.

"Sigh—I really didn't expect to fall so badly last time. It just goes to show, Veterinarian Zhang really is a lifesaver!"

Liao Xiaoqi was also extremely distressed.

Although it was initially sent to a township health center.

But the doctor there only did a simple physical examination and felt that the child was in good condition and should be fine, so he just prescribed some medicine to reduce the swelling.

Later, their child caught a cold.

I always thought it was just a cold.

To everyone's surprise, it turned out to be a leak of cerebrospinal fluid.

This time, their daughter was rescued thanks to the other party.

Otherwise, the consequences would be unimaginable.

night.

After washing up, Zhang Lingchuan lay down on the bed in Dagou Village, Xiagou Township.

[Professional Reputation: LV7: 74110/75000 (Resident Physician)]

Lying in my bed on the last day of the year.

Looking back to July, I was still very anxious.

I don't know what to do, and I'm a bit lost about the future.

The main reason for his confusion was that he was a guy who had such amazing college entrance exam scores, just one step away from getting into Tsinghua University. After studying veterinary medicine, he was about to graduate with a master's degree but had no money and nothing else.

As a result, ever since it was bound to a buggy system.

My life has undergone earth-shattering changes.

A veterinarian inexplicably became a human doctor.

Even those who used to refuse to pursue a PhD, like dogs, are now not only pursuing one, but have been admitted by five different universities at the same time.

All that's left is to pass the interview.

Whether you pass the interview or not, you'll probably get a lot of media coverage.

I feel like there's always a pair of eyes watching me from the shadows.

How about we take another look at some theoretical knowledge of human medicine?
A thought flashed through Zhang Lingchuan's mind.

However, after having this idea, he immediately dismissed it.

It's past 10 p.m., not a good time to study. It's better to lie in bed. After all, one shouldn't be so lazy.

【特殊物品：特殊体力药水*22、精准检测*9、系统空间模拟训练一周时长卡*1、系统模拟空间单次训练卡*1、过敏道具卡*1、隐藏道具卡*1。】

He checked the special items in the system.

The number of special stamina potions has reached 22.

There are nine accurate tests. There are also system space simulation training cards, available for single tests and weekly tests, as well as an allergy prop card and a hidden prop card.

There seem to be a lot of items, but in reality, you don't use many of them.

Earn a few more regular treasure chests, and with just a few hundred more profession reputation, you can reach LV8.

I wonder if there will be an assessment before advancing from LV8 to LV9.

Watched for a while.

Zhang Lingchuan fell asleep, exhausted.

When you ask him why he doesn't go into the system simulation space for training, he can only say that he's been driving all day.

Driving for six hours round trip and then having surgery on the sheep, I must be exhausted.

So now he has absolutely no energy to do simulated training, even though the time spent simulating the real world hardly goes by.

For example, one minute in the real world could be equivalent to a year in the system's simulation space.

But the fact that someone has been tormented for a year is a real thing.

I went in by accident last time, and came out looking completely haggard.

They trained non-stop for a whole year.

Just listening to it makes me feel suffocated.

Time slips away quietly.

The next morning arrived quickly.

Zhang Lingchuan had already packed his things.

"Call me if anything happens! If you don't bring Xiaoqing home next time, don't come back either! Understand?"

Comrade Xu Xiaoying looked at Zhang Lingchuan.

"Mom, what if they don't come?"

It really is from day to night.

"If Xiao Qing isn't coming, it must be your fault! Then it's reasonable not to let her in!"

Comrade Xu Xiaoying decisively uttered a sentence.

"Xiao Chuan, are you getting ready to go? I heard you're going to the snowy region of Tibet this time. You have to go to the provincial capital to catch a plane there, right?!"

Just then, a man who had had his leg amputated walked into the yard.

This person was none other than Uncle Jiu, who had been infected while killing fish and then ripped off by the so-called therapist at his neighbor's house.

Since only the palm was amputated, and given that his body is indeed quite resilient, he was discharged from the hospital and went home in the last couple of days.

The only thing you need to do is have regular checkups at the hospital.

"Yes, I've been assigned to do a live broadcast over there, so I won't be able to spend the Lunar New Year at home this year. Uncle Jiu, we'll have a chance to have dinner together next time you come back."

Zhang Lingchuan said with a smile.

I haven't told my family about being on the Spring Festival Gala yet.

It's okay to talk about it later.

"Sigh, you're so busy right now, you'll have to wait until next time you come back."

Uncle Nine, Zhang Zhengshu, said helplessly.

He really wanted to have dinner with his nephew.

But when he returned yesterday, the other party was out on a house call. He finally had some free time today, but he had already bought his train ticket.

They are now going to Qingzhou to take the high-speed rail to the capital of Lingnan Province, then take the subway to the airport, and then fly to Tiancheng in the snowy region of Tubo.

Qingzhou also has an airport.

But Qingzhou is, after all, a small place.

Therefore, there is no direct flight to Tiancheng, the snowy region of Tibet.

"Uncle Jiu, don't sigh. It's not like I'm not coming back. Let's go!"

Zhang Lingchuan waved to Uncle Jiu.

He still had a very good impression of Uncle Nine.

"Then next time you come back, you have to come to my house for dinner first thing!"

The van drove away.

Old Zhang was driving and soon picked up Song Wanqing in the county town.

Then we drove to Qingzhou High-speed Railway Station.

"Mr. Zhang, please be careful on the road."

After Zhang Lingchuan got out of the car, he said to Old Zhang.

"Don't worry, don't worry."

Old Zhang nodded.

"Goodbye, Uncle Zhang~ Come visit Northeast China sometime~"

Song Wanqing invited her from the window.

"Okay, okay, we'll go to the Northeast sometime. Xiao Qing, you have to come back often... If this kid bullies you, call us right away! You hear me? Bring Xiao Qing back often!"

After speaking very gently to Song Wanqing, Old Zhang glared fiercely at Zhang Lingchuan.

"???"

Zhang Lingchuan frowned slightly.

What the hell.

Is Dad possessed by Comrade Xu Xiaoying?

Song Wanqing nodded and smiled, and soon the two boarded the high-speed train.

It's 10 o'clock. It takes about three and a half hours to get to the provincial capital by high-speed rail, which means they won't arrive until about 1:30.

If the high-speed train is delayed, it might take even longer.

But under normal circumstances, high-speed trains are still very punctual.

It's very different from the old green trains that are often late.

"Wanqing, your eyes look a little swollen. What time did you go to bed last night? Did you stay up all night editing videos again?"

Sitting in his seat, Zhang Lingchuan smiled and asked.

When I picked up Comrade Wanqing today, I noticed that her eyes were a little swollen.

"I definitely need to edit some videos, otherwise the account will become inactive. I don't have as many trending topics as you, Zhang Laoshi. I can only maintain a few old fans to make a living."

Song Wanqing shrugged helplessly.

Although the number of fans is increasing.

However, without maintenance and diligent video updates, the account will lose some of the potential active followers it originally had.

"Tsk tsk tsk, Comrade Xiao Song has already surpassed four million followers. It'll probably be hard for him to cool down now."

Zhang Lingchuan remembered that Song Wanqing's number of followers on Douyin reached four million a few days ago.

She was happy for quite a while.

“Even accounts with tens of millions of followers have awkward silences, let alone now. By the way, Teacher Zhang, after we arrive in Tiancheng today, we can rest for a day tomorrow before heading to the county where we will be doing the live broadcast the day after tomorrow. The arrangements made for our itinerary are quite humane, it’s just that the place where we are going to do the live broadcast is a bit remote.”

Song Wanqing had already memorized the entire travel plan.

Overall, there's still plenty of time available, and we can even visit the unique palaces of Tiancheng tomorrow.

"If I were to schedule a full seven days, I would be exhausted."

Zhang Lingchuan stretched.

This arrangement is reasonable; at least it's a slightly more humane arrangement for cattle and horses.

"Mr. Zhang, sitting on the high-speed train, stretching and leaning back must be a little uncomfortable, right?"

Song Wanqing blinked her eyes and asked with a slight smile.

"Ok??"

He stared blankly, wondering what this meant... Had this girl taken on another advertisement?

"If you feel back pain, you can try this amazing back support!"

Song Wanqing took out a rather unusually shaped sponge pad from her pocket.

have to.

Zhang Lingchuan finally understood: Comrade Xiao Song was advertising again.

Time spent on trains always seems to drag on.

Three and a half hours felt like six or seven hours.

They finally arrived at the capital of Lingnan Province at 1:30 pm. It was an extremely bustling place, and the subway station was packed with people!

"Master Zhang, let's go out for lunch, I'm starving!"

After getting off the bus, Song Wanqing touched her stomach.

"Sure, no problem. I'm hungry too. Did you do any research beforehand, Comrade Song?"

Zhang Lingchuan was also hungry. There was no food on the bullet train, and he was starving after three and a half hours from 10:00 to 1:30!
"I haven't made a specific plan, but we can go to a place that's on our way. If we need Zhang Laoshi, let's go to the South City Wanda Plaza. It's on our way!"

Song Wanqing pointed in the direction above and said.

The Wanda Plaza in Nancheng is about six stops away from here, which is also a transfer point.

"When you're out and about, follow Comrade Xiao Song's instructions."

Zhang Lingchuan smiled.

The two set off quickly and soon arrived at Wanda Plaza in Nancheng.

"Teacher Zhang, let's eat at this restaurant."

Ahead is a restaurant with a dark green interior design.

Their flight is at 7 p.m., so they still have time.

The food here in the provincial capital of Lingnan is quite different from that in Chengdu.

The food in Chengdu tends to be on the heavier side, emphasizing spiciness and aroma.

The main focus of the food here is freshness and the original flavor of the ingredients.

So since we're in the provincial capital, let's eat according to the local cuisine.

"I thought Comrade Xiao Song would choose to eat hot pot."

Zhang Lingchuan was a little surprised to see that Song Wanqing had chosen a local specialty restaurant; he had almost thought she would choose something like hot pot.

Unexpectedly, the other party chose to eat at a restaurant called 'Southern Family Banquet'.

These restaurants typically serve local specialties.

“I can eat that stuff all the time, but I won’t go to this place unless I come to the provincial capital. I’ve heard that the food here is quite authentic. Master Zhang, look at this restaurant, it’s a hundred years old. No matter how many branches an old brand opens, only the original restaurant has the most authentic taste.”

Song Wanqing pointed to the introduction of "Southern Family Banquet".

The sign above says that this restaurant has a history of over a hundred years.

Furthermore, if she has the chance, she prefers to eat local specialties in that place. When she goes out, many dishes change and the flavors become more in line with local tastes.

"That's true. Let's have this Southern Family Banquet here then. This is my first time eating here."

Although Zhang Lingchuan was from Lingnan, this was indeed the first time he had ever eaten this so-called "Southern Family Banquet".

Two or three specialty dishes were served in no time, and a delicious lunch was settled.

"How was Zhang Laoshi? The taste was alright, right? Next time we come back, we can try other time-honored brands."

After finishing her meal, Song Wanqing smiled with satisfaction.

There's a reason why this time-honored brand has survived.

At least the taste is acceptable.

"Of course I can. Speaking of which, I wonder what the food is like in the snowy area. It's really my first time going to such a far place. I'm a little excited but also a little apprehensive."

Zhang Lingchuan's expression was somewhat wistful.

"Haha, Zhang Laoshi, why did you say you were going alone back then?"

Song Wanqing walked beside Zhang Lingchuan.

They are now heading to the subway station to transfer.

"I mainly felt that a place like the snow area wasn't really suitable for a girl like you, but who would have thought you would insist on going!"

Zhang Lingchuan shrugged.

"Because I'm looking forward to it just like Zhang Laoshi, and besides, it's a rare opportunity for a publicly funded trip!"

Song Wanqing smiled, revealing her two small tiger teeth and dimples. Teacher Zhang had never been to the snowy region of Tibet, and neither had she.

"This time, Comrade Song's bricks might be a bit too hot to handle on a publicly funded trip!"

Zhang Lingchuan made a joke.

After all, although they had some free time to stroll around this time, they were still mostly focused on manual labor.

"It's alright, it's alright, I still have to do manual labor!"

Song Wanqing smiled.

The two were walking towards the subway station.

And below the subway station.

An elderly man with two children was exiting the subway station when, after a moment, his eyes lit up.

Because in a corner some distance away, there was an unopened bottle of orange juice.

"Ah Ting, Ah Xing, look what Grandma brought you! Orange juice!"

The children walked in front, and the old man followed behind. Before long, the old man was seen holding a bottle of orange juice and calling out happily to a five-year-old and a three-year-old child.

Wow! Orange juice!

The older girl named A-Ting's eyes lit up when she saw the drinks, because her parents rarely gave them drinks at home and seldom bought them.

"Drink it! Drink it!!"

At this, A-Ting jumped up excitedly.

"I want to drink too."

The three-year-old boy named Xing was also very happy and kept asking for a drink.

"Look how impatient you all are. Come on, little brother, have a little first, and then give some to your sister."

The old man unscrewed the cap and held the drink to his grandson's lips.

The child slowly opened his little mouth.

"Gulu——"

I took a sip of the drink.

"This orange juice is so bitter!"

The little boy frowned.

"Orange juice isn't all sweet. Sometimes oranges are bitter too. If you can't even handle this little bit of bitterness, Grandma will give it to you first if she wants some!"

The old man grumbled at his grandson in annoyance.

"Ah Xing, do you want more?"

At the same time, she asked her grandson if he wanted to continue drinking orange juice.

"I'm not drinking anymore, the bitter orange juice doesn't taste good."

Ah Xing shook his head.

"Grandma, it's my turn, it's my turn."

Alan couldn't wait any longer.

"Look how rushed you are. Slow down, or you'll fall off the elevator. Here, have a drink."

The old man handed the bottle to his granddaughter and told her to watch the elevator.

Because they are now stepping onto the escalator exiting the subway station.

"Caw caw caw—"

The little girl took a big gulp.

"Fuck——"

Zhang Lingchuan and Song Wanqing had just entered the elevator to get off at the subway station when they saw the grandmother and her two grandchildren boarding the subway.

One of the little boys is wearing a red label.

And this little girl is labeled green.

But just after the other person gulped down a bottle of orange juice-like beverage, the label above their head instantly turned red.

The elevator was very long, and Zhang Lingchuan's pupils suddenly contracted!

Oh no! Oh no!

Something's going to happen to these two kids!!
Was someone poisoned?!
……

(End of this chapter)