69: Chapter 69: Another 1000 gratitude points! Skill Book: Closed Thoracic Drainage (Perfect Level)!
There is one other thing from the past ten days worth mentioning.
Brother Long came again.
It was his third time.
This time, he wasn't injured from a fight.
He had cut his hand while chopping vegetables.
Lu Chen looked at the hand that had appeared in the Emergency Department once again and remained silent for quite a while.
"Brother Long, did you remember what I told you last time?"
"I remembered, I remembered. I don't fight anymore, I've washed my hands of that life."
"Then what happened to your hand?"
"I was cooking. I'm cooking at home now, and I didn't hold the knife steady, so I cut myself."
Lu Chen lowered his head to look at the wound.
It was a three-centimeter laceration on the left index finger, medium depth, with no tendon damage.
Compared to the previous knife wounds, this was practically nothing.
"You came to the Emergency Department to stitch this up?"
"Yeah. I don't trust anyone else to stitch it. Only yours looks good. The one you stitched for me last time—the scar is almost invisible. My brothers all asked me where I got cosmetic surgery."
The corners of Lu Chen's mouth twitched.
"You told your brothers you got cosmetic surgery?"
"No, no. I said there's a young brother in the Emergency Department with great skills, and they all want to come and see."
"You must absolutely not bring them here."
"Why?"
"Because if your brothers come here once, our Emergency Department's suture consumption will double."
Brother Long chuckled twice.
"Dr. Lu, your tongue is really sharp."
"It's the truth."
Lu Chen skillfully stitched it up for him.
Four stitches.
Neat and tidy.
Brother Long took a look and nodded in satisfaction.
"Dr. Lu, with skills like yours, you'd definitely make a fortune if you opened a plastic surgery clinic in the future."
"I'm not opening a clinic."
"That's a pity."
When Brother Long left, he placed a box of fruit on the table.
"Don't refuse. It's just fruit. It's not worth much, and it's not illegal."
Lu Chen looked at the box of fruit.
It really wasn't worth much.
"Alright, thanks."
"Don't mention it. If you need anything, come to me."
Brother Long strode away.
Lu Chen took the fruit to the Nurse Station to share.
Meng Yan said while eating an apple.
"You have quite a wide social network."
"It doesn't count as a network; he's just a patient."
"A patient has sent you fruit three times, and you still say it doesn't count as a network?"
"Because he's come to me for stitches three times."
"That's true too."
Meng Yan took a bite of the apple.
"Your Suturing technique is truly excellent. Since the Red Zone opened, I haven't seen a Resident Physician who stitches as beautifully as you."
"Who is the best you've seen?"
"There used to be an old attending physician, surnamed Chen, who had very impressive hands. Later, he went to Beijing."
"How was his level?"
"Very good, but to be honest, you are even a little better than him."
Meng Yan's expression was calm when she said this.
It wasn't an exaggeration.
It wasn't just being polite.
It was a genuine evaluation given by a veteran head Nurse who had worked in the Red Zone for over a decade, based on her professional experience.
Lu Chen nodded and didn't say anything.
But internally, he gave himself a shot of adrenaline.
His path was the right one.
...
Ten days passed.
Lu Chen's gratitude points continued to rise.
Most patients in the Red Zone were critically ill.
The gratitude points contributed after a successful rescue were far higher than those in the Green Zone or Yellow Zone.
Combined with the fact that he had participated in over twenty rescues in these ten days and independently handled a large number of trauma Suturing and Tracheal intubation procedures, the accumulation speed of gratitude points was very impressive.
On the evening of the tenth day, Lu Chen opened the system panel.
[Current total gratitude points: 1047 points]
[Available draws: 1]
One thousand points.
He finally had enough.
Lu Chen sat on the edge of the bed in the Duty Room and took a deep breath.
During the last draw, he had drawn the purple quality Master Level Tracheal Intubation.
This skill had helped him a lot in these ten days.
This time, he didn't know what he would draw.
"Draw."
[Ding!]
[Consuming 1000 gratitude points, starting the draw!]
[Drawing in progress...]
The familiar turntable appeared in his mind.
Golden light flickered, and the colors changed constantly.
Blue.
Purple.
Gold.
Then.
The color suddenly changed.
It wasn't blue, it wasn't purple, and it wasn't gold.
It was orange.
A color Lu Chen hadn't seen before.
[Congratulations to the host, you have drawn an orange quality reward!]
Orange?
Lu Chen's heart rate accelerated.
Purple was rare.
Gold was legendary.
Orange was above legendary.
Wouldn't that mean...
[Reward content: Skill book, Closed Thoracic Drainage (perfect level)]
perfect level.
Lu Chen's eyes widened instantly.
Among all his current skills, the highest level was the perfect level, Suturing.
But the perfect level of Suturing was directly granted when the system initially awakened.
This was the first time he had obtained a perfect level skill through a draw.
[Skill description: perfect level Closed Thoracic Drainage covers emergency thoracic drainage operations for various types of pneumothorax, hemothorax, and hemopneumothorax, including routine intercostal drainage, emergency minimally invasive thoracic drainage, emergency decompression for tension pneumothorax, and all other thoracic drainage-related operations. After the host learns it, they can quickly and accurately complete thoracic drainage operations under various complex chest trauma conditions. The success rate of the operation and complication control far exceed the level of ordinary Emergency Department and Department of Thoracic Surgery physicians.]
Lu Chen looked at this description, his mind quickly reviewing the recent cases in the Red Zone.
Chest trauma.
In the Emergency Department Red Zone, this was a type of critical illness that appeared with high frequency.
Car accidents, falls, knife wounds—many involved the thoracic cavity.
And Closed Thoracic Drainage was one of the most basic and critical operations for treating such trauma.
Patients with tension pneumothorax would die within minutes if not drained and decompressed in time.
Patients with massive hemothorax would suffer from mediastinal shift leading directly to cardiac arrest if not drained in time.
This skill was too practical.
And it was perfect level.
What did perfect level mean?
It meant that his level in this operation had already surpassed most senior experts in the Department of Thoracic Surgery.
In the Emergency Department, this was a powerful weapon that could directly save lives.
[Learn immediately?]
"Learn."
[Skill book in use...]
[Learning complete!]
[Closed Thoracic Drainage (perfect level): Progress 0/100. Added to skill panel]
Lu Chen closed his eyes.
A massive amount of knowledge and procedural memory flooded into his mind.
The optimal position for the intercostal incision, selection of the drainage tube model, precise control of the Puncture angle, judgment criteria for the insertion depth of the drainage tube, standard procedure for connecting the water-seal bottle, high-speed operation protocol for emergency Puncture and decompression of tension pneumothorax...
All the information was integrated within a few seconds.
His hands could even feel the tactile sensations from those memories.
The change in resistance as the drainage tube slid into the thoracic cavity.
The slight sensation of breakthrough when penetrating the parietal pleura.
The sense of relief once the drainage tube was in place.
He had it all.
Lu Chen opened his eyes and let out a long breath.
[Current total gratitude points: 47 points]
[Available draws: 0]
The one thousand points were spent, leaving 47 points.
But those one thousand points were well spent.
Orange quality, perfect level skill.
This luck was decent.
Lu Chen satisfactorily closed the system panel.
Then he lay down.
Today was a good day.