When the Doctor Uses A Hack

Chapter 29: The Heart of Youth

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A saying that wakes the dreamer!

Zhang Dalong suddenly realized something someone brilliant had said was quite right: What is the most important thing in the 21st century?

Talent!

He looked at his little brothers with warmth in his eyes and felt extremely reassured.

Without hesitation, he took out his phone and snapped several photos of himself in the mirror.

He then started composing a post for his social circle:

“Masterpiece: The Dragon of Mona Lisa!”

Underneath were several photos taken from different angles!

Afterward, he admired his post with self-satisfaction.

Chen Cang sighed, “You need to get that bandaged, otherwise it might get infected.”

Zhang Dalong shook his head, “Master, don’t worry, what’s an infection! We’re not even afraid of catching a cold!”

Chen Cang:…

You damn well are a talent!

I almost want to give you a round of applause with my Italian cannon.

Equating an infection with a common cold, you’re the first. Should I add an “emotionally touched” for you?

“If it gets infected without bandaging, this dragon is done for! If it suppurates, it will be even more troublesome, and we might have to cut that piece of flesh out.”

Zhang Dalong’s body shuddered, and he immediately sat down obediently, “Come on, Master, bandage me up!”

Chen Cang:…

After the bandaging was done, Chen Cang said, “Come back in a few days to have the stitches removed. Remember, don’t let it get wet for the next couple of days and be cautious of infection!”

Zhang Dalong nodded obediently.

Because in his mind, he had already formulated a perfect equation:

Infection = dragon gone

Dragon gone > common cold

Therefore

Infection > common cold

After Chen Cang finished bandaging, he promptly received a notification:

[NPC Zhang Dalong has issued a task: Wound cleaning and suturing completed, Satisfaction level: Extremely satisfied, can be considered perfect, Task reward: 1. Zhang Dalong’s favorable impression +10; 2. RMB +200; 3. Skin suturing experience +200, 4. A special reward, which can be opened to receive a mystery item.]

Chen Cang was stunned!

Such an array of items?

It’s indeed luxurious!

Finishing such a simple task brought such a generous reward, this suturing task was even more rewarding than the suppurative appendicitis he had dealt with before!

Moreover, most importantly, there was a mystery item.

Mystery items are great things!

Chen Cang once pulled a special skill from a mystery item: Beauty’s Eye.

For reconstructive work, that was like a bug-level skill.

What could be in this time’s mystery item?

Without time to open it, a group of little brothers gathered around!

“Master! My dragonfish too got a cut, could you take a look at how to stitch it?”

“Master! Guan Er Ye on my back also got a tear, can you take a look if it can be fixed up…”

Seeing each rugged big man calling him Master, Chen Cang couldn’t help but sigh.

He started one suturing task after another.

From twelve o’clock, it was about one thirty in the morning before he finished suturing.

Although somewhat tired, the harvest was quite substantial!

Especially the skin suturing experience, which directly increased by more than six hundred points.

[Skin suturing: Advanced: 1200/4000]

The burly men looked at their tattoos with satisfaction, and each took photos as souvenirs.

And as they left, they each added Chen Cang as a WeChat friend.

Zhang Dalong laughed heartily and said, “Master, if you ever encounter any trouble in Damavillage that you can’t handle, just give me a call. I, Zhang Dalong, have some reputation around these parts.”

The other underlings nodded in agreement, “Exactly, Master, just say the word!”

Chen Cang smiled faintly, “You should get back and rest early.”

Zhang Dalong nodded, “Alright, that… Master, if we ever get knocked up or sliced by a knife, we’ll come to you from now on. We’ll be in your care.”

Chen Cang: …

Once the group had left, several nurses came over.

“Doctor Chen, are you alright?”

Chen Cang shook his head, I’m fine!

One of the nurses said, “I know this Zhang Dalong. He’s the vill…”

Before the nurse could finish, suddenly a big guy turned back, and seeing him, the nurse hurried away in fright…

Zhang Dalong was puzzled and touched his bald head, looking at Chen Cang in confusion, “Master, am 1 that scary?”

Chen Cang shook his head, “No, the nurse gets dizzy at the sight of dragons, she gets lightheaded. By the way, why did you come back?”

Zhang Dalong took off a gold ring from his finger, “Master, I really owe you one today. The boss at the tattoo shop on my friend circle just said it’d cost hundreds to fix this, and it’d be even more expensive to find a master. I don’t have that much cash on me, so you take this ring. We Zhangs don’t take advantage of others.”

Chen Cang looked at the shiny gold ring, easily weighing in at fifteen or twenty grams, which was worth thousands.

Chen Cang hurriedly refused, “I was just doing my job, if you give this to me, I could get reported and lose my job.”

Zhang Dalong saw Chen Cang adamantly refused and had no choice but to relent, “Fine, then just remember to call me if you ever need help. And if you need money or anything, just say so.”

Chen Cang nodded in agreement.

Zhang Dalong, seeing that there was nobody around, asked in a low voice, “Master, should I get a blood transfusion, after all… ‘a drop of X for ten drops of blood’, I bleed quite often, could I be anemic?”

Chen Cang looked at Zhang Dalong, whose arms were thicker than his own legs, and sighed, “You don’t need it.”

Zhang Dalong said “Oh” and was about to leave, but he felt uneasy, hesitating and almost staggering, looking back three steps at a time, “Really? I feel unsteady when I walk. I’m sure my kidneys are weak!”

Chen Cang: …

You really are educated…

The departure of this group brought a brief moment of peace to the emergency room, but this peace didn’t last long.

Chen Cang sat in front of the computer to complete the medical records, after all, the outpatient records of those dozen big guys needed to be documented.

Looking at the thousands of words of records, Chen Cang sighed, probably even writers don’t type as much as he did in one day.

With that thought, Chen Cang sighed,

“You’re a mature computer, why can’t you write medical records by yourself?”

At that moment, the nurse Chang Lina, who had been all bluster earlier, came running in with a strange look on her face, “Doctor Chen, it’s not good, come out and see!”

Curious, Chen Cang quickly stood up and headed to the emergency hall.

There at the triage nurse’s station stood a young man about seventeen or eighteen years old, who, judging from his faint stubble, appeared to be a high school student.

The boy seemed very honest and calm, with a short crew cut, a somewhat pale face, black-rimmed glasses, and dressed in a set of khaki pajamas.

But!

Chen Cang noticed that the boy’s pajama pants were covered in bloodstains.

Chen Cang’s expression instantly became serious. There was bleeding…

The area centered six inches below the waist was stained with bright red blood.

Chen Cang’s eyes widened, asking anxiously, “What happened? What’s going on?”

The young man remained unruffled, his composure impeccable!

“Doctor, I… have a wound, and it’s bleeding.”

Chen Cang was stunned, bleeding and still so calm?

Chen Cang, “Come with me to the treatment room for a check-up.”

Chen Cang led the boy to the treatment room, and his mother followed. At this point, the boy’s mother became anxious to go in with them.

The boy smiled calmly, “Mom, I’m fine, don’t come in.”

Upon hearing this, the mother’s face changed, “What are you talking about at a time like this!”

The boy suddenly stood in the doorway, unmoving.

“If you come in, I won’t have it done,” the boy said with principle, calmly and serenely. Chen Cang couldn’t help but sigh.

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