Sent to the countryside, I turned the health center into a top-tier hospital.

Chapter 82 Appendix

There were fewer patients this morning than usual.

Chen Ping saw seven or eight patients, all of whom had chronic ailments: back pain, leg pain, cough, and high blood pressure.

He examined each patient one by one, administering acupuncture where necessary and prescribing medicine where required, just like usual.

But Wang Tao could tell that Chen Ping's left hand was not quite right; it trembled a bit when he picked things up, and he switched to his right hand when giving injections, while his left hand only supported the patient's arm.

Wang Tao didn't ask, and when he handed over the silver needle, he specifically handed it to the right side.

At ten o'clock, a shout suddenly came from the courtyard.

"Doctor! Doctor! Someone, come quick!"

The voice was shrill and urgent; it belonged to a woman.

Everyone ran out of the examination room.

Wang Tao was the first, Liu Wei was the second, and Zhao Guosheng also ran out of the office.

A man and a woman were standing in the courtyard.

The man was in his early twenties, bent over, clutching his stomach with both hands, his face flushed red, his forehead covered in sweat, his lips pale, and he was trembling all over.

The woman was supporting him, tears welling up in her eyes. When she saw Chen Ping and the others come out, it was like seeing a savior.

"Doctor, my boyfriend has a terrible stomachache, it's unbearable!"

"Don't rush, don't rush, help them inside first."

Under Zhao Guosheng's direction, Wang Tao and Liu Wei supported the young man on either side, helped him into the examination room, and placed him on the examination bed.

The young man cried out "Ah!" as he lay down, curling up in pain like a boiled shrimp.

Chen Ping walked over and placed his hand on his stomach.

The moment the hand touched his skin, the young man cried out and recoiled.

Chen Ping didn't let go, and continued pressing, starting from the navel and pressing little by little towards the lower right abdomen.

When the pressure point was pressed, the young man screamed in pain, bounced off the bed, fell back down, clutching his stomach and trembling all over.

Chen Ping released his grip and asked a few questions: When did the pain start? Where did it start hurting at first? Did you feel nauseous or vomit? Did you have a fever?

The young man gritted his teeth and answered one word at a time, his voice broken but still clear.

Zhao Guosheng asked the girl, "Has this happened before?"

The girl shook her head, tears streaming down her face: "No, never. This morning he said his stomach was upset, and I thought he had eaten something bad, so I told him to drink some hot water."

Later, the pain got worse and worse, to the point that he couldn't walk, so I quickly brought him here.

Chen Ping straightened up and looked at Zhao Guosheng: "Acute appendicitis, surgery is needed."

The moment the word "surgery" was uttered, the consultation room fell silent for a second.

Everyone looked at Chen Ping, then at the young man groaning in pain on the examination bed, and no one said a word.

Zhao Guosheng spoke first, his voice a little dry: "Dr. Chen, we... can't perform the surgery here. We don't have an operating room, no equipment, no anesthesiologist, not even a proper operating table."

Chen Ping certainly knew.

He's been here for almost a month, and he knows the capabilities of the health center better than anyone.

He didn't reply, but picked up a silver needle from the examination table, took one out, and walked to the examination bed.

"Don't move, I'll give you a few acupuncture needles to stop the pain first."

The young man gritted his teeth and nodded.

Chen Ping inserted needles into his leg, targeting Zusanli, Shangjuxu, and Lanwei acupoints. After inserting the three needles, he twisted them a few times with his fingers.

The young man's brows slowly relaxed, his breathing became even, and although the sweat on his face was still there, its color had changed from pale to waxy yellow. His lips were still white, but they were no longer trembling.

"Does it still hurt?" Chen Ping asked.

The young man took a deep breath, then exhaled and shook his head: "Much better...it doesn't hurt anymore...it's just a little bloated."

"The pain has stopped, but the illness hasn't been cured."

Chen Ping removed the needle, wiped it, and said, "You need surgery. Go to the county hospital or the city hospital as soon as possible. If your appendix perforates, it will be a serious problem."

The young man sat up, rubbed his stomach, and looked at the girl next to him.

The girl held his hand, tears still streaming down her face, but she didn't make a sound.

"Let's go to the county hospital, it's closer." Chen Ping put away the silver needles. "No need to register, just go directly to the emergency room and tell the doctor it's appendicitis, they'll handle it."

Wang Tao had already helped the young man up, and the girl was supporting him from the side.

The young man walked to the door, then stopped, turned back, and looked at Chen Ping: "Doctor, how much?"

"It's free. I didn't treat you, I just stopped the pain. Go on, don't delay." Chen Ping waved his hand.

The girl bowed, said thank you several times, and helped the young man away.

The two walked slowly; the younger man was hunched over and took small steps, but he was much more agile than when he came.

Chen Ping stood at the door of the clinic, watching their figures disappear into the hospital gate, without saying a word.

"I wish there was an operating room."

Liu Wei suddenly spoke up, "It's just appendicitis, a minor surgery, we can both do it."

Chen Ping did not respond.

Wang Jianguo walked out of the consultation room, stood at the door, and slowly said, "It's not about the operating room, it's about qualifications."

Our health center doesn't even have the qualifications to perform surgery. Even if we had an operating room, we couldn't do it. Doing so would be practicing medicine illegally, and if anything goes wrong, you'd go to jail.

Liu Wei fell silent.

"I am qualified..." Chen Ping said calmly.

Chen Ping can perform minor surgeries like appendectomy with his eyes closed!

Studying for a bachelor's and master's degree in medical school is no easy feat. Moreover, Chen Ping can now see the cause and pathology of a patient's illness without using any instruments, which makes things even easier!

Wang Tao said, "Since Dr. Chen is qualified, let's build an operating room. Even a simple one can save lives in an emergency, right?"

"You make it sound so easy," Li Fang rolled her eyes at Wang Tao. "Building an operating room costs money, buying equipment costs money, everything costs money. Where's the money? It's still in Section Chief Fang's hands."

The courtyard was quiet again.

Wang Tao fell silent.

Zhao Guosheng's expression was complex, showing helplessness, frustration, and a suffocating feeling as if his neck was being choked.

He knew where the problem was, everyone knew where the problem was, but no one could solve it.

Wang Jianguo took off his reading glasses, wiped them, and put them back on. He looked at Zhao Guosheng and said, "Old Zhao, we can't delay that plan any longer. Repairs, equipment, medicine, funding—anything that gets approved, at least one of them. If we keep dragging this out, when will it ever end?"

Zhao Guosheng glanced at Chen Ping.

Chen Ping leaned against the door frame of the consultation room without saying a word.

Zhao Guosheng withdrew his gaze and sighed.

"I'm going to talk to Section Chief Fang." With that, Zhao Guosheng left.

The group dispersed and returned to their respective posts.

Chen Ping turned around and sat down in the chair.

His phone was on the table, plugged in with a charging cable, having been charging all morning.

He picked it up and pressed the power button, but the screen didn't light up.

I pressed it again, but it still didn't light up.

He unplugged the charging cable and pressed the button for more than ten seconds, but the screen remained black.

broken.

Last night's beating not only hit his head, but also his phone.