Wasteland Border Inspector-Chapter 160 - 91: Expert Diagnosis, Unexpected Injuries!
Even in the future if we need to leave Happiness City, with the team in hand, we can immediately establish a medical foundation.
Wait, why am I suddenly thinking about leaving Happiness City and seriously damaging the checkpoint?
Cheng Ye shook his head, all his thoughts flashed through his mind like lightning, and he quickly pulled a natural smile across his face: "How can it be called a disturbance, clearly I’m the one causing trouble for everyone."
"Director Feng, this little ailment of mine really doesn’t warrant troubling so many experts to make a trip. I’m really sorry."
"If it’s convenient, can we start the examination?"
"Alright!"
Cheng Ye nodded, decisively taking off his short-sleeved shirt, revealing skin and flesh that were covered with bruises, some places even showed an abnormal dark red, clearly indicating that the internal injuries haven’t healed.
The room was immediately filled with the sound of people inhaling sharply, especially the few younger experts in the back row, who openly showed surprise on their faces, some even subconsciously opened their mouths.
Clicking his tongue, his acting isn’t as good as Long’s.
This was Cheng Ye’s evaluation. 𝓯𝓻𝒆𝙚𝒘𝓮𝙗𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝒍.𝙘𝓸𝙢
Look at Director Feng, his expression is just right.
Mixed with a bit of appropriate emotion in surprise, a tinge of guilt was blended in for not discovering the injury in time, clearly layered and controlled freely.
These days, still using pure shock? That’s long out of fashion!
"Inspector Cheng, please lie down!" Feng Yaozu indeed took a step forward immediately, his tone filled with urgency, "With such severe injuries, why didn’t anyone report this yesterday? This is too negligent!"
Then he quickly turned to look behind him: "Wei! Immediately elevate Inspector Cheng’s medical level to ’severe’, from today on, every morning and afternoon, there must be an attending physician to diagnose and record the recovery status at any time!"
"Yes, Director!"
A young man wearing glasses quickly responded from within the crowd, swiftly recording on the tablet.
Seeing this setup, Cheng Ye couldn’t help but chuckle inwardly, indeed the familiar old ways are the most effective.
Passed down from modern times to the wasteland, not losing touch for decades or even centuries, it’s a pity the Collector doesn’t record this.
However, the smile hadn’t fully appeared in his heart when his face suddenly changed.
As he lay down, Feng Yaozu put on sterile gloves and casually pressed a few spots on his back.
"Hiss..."
A stabbing pain surged sharply like a red-hot needle piercing into the bone seam, Cheng Ye’s muscles tensed in an instant, almost about to activate Iron Body from the panel!
Damn, why does it hurt so much?
"There are already minor fractures, and there’s also deep-seated soft tissue contusion."
Feng Yaozu’s professional ability was strong, pressing a few more spots, the pain became more pronounced.
"Here, and here, pressing greatly increases the pain, indicating the damage is much worse than it looks on the surface, I don’t even need instruments to determine."
Seeing Cheng Ye grimacing from pain, he withdrew his hand and deliberately explained by removing his gloves: "Inspector Cheng, I know you combat personnel going to the frontline, always think these injuries are nothing, merely skin and muscle pain. But don’t underestimate these ’skin injuries’, they’re accumulated bit by bit."
Pausing, his gaze landed on Cheng Ye’s tense shoulder and neck lines, his tone filled with sincerity: "I said this to your father back then too, but he didn’t pay attention because it was the crucial moment for our Happiness City to expand its territories, he had to endure despite illnesses."
"But you are still so young; this is the time to build the foundation. If you don’t focus on recovery now, once you pass twenty-eight, your physical functions will sharply decline, the peak period will vanish in a snap, after that, progress will be as difficult as reaching the sky."
Am I really this badly injured?
Cheng Ye pursed his lips and sat up, all previous disdain vanished as he gathered his hands.
"Thank you, Director Feng, for the reminder."
"Inspector Cheng, no need to be so polite."
Visibly, the smile on Feng Yaozu’s face thickened.
Then, the team of experts following him came forward one after another. Some like Feng Yaozu pressed with a palm, gradually increasing the force.
Some held a smoothly-edged metal scraper, lightly scraping across his skin, observing muscle reactions.
There was even an old expert with reading glasses, holding a long, thin probe, accurately pointing at several key acupuncture points.
The methods may differ, but the sensations brought were identical.
Excruciating pain!
Sweat quickly emerged on Cheng Ye’s forehead, especially during the waist examination; the old expert with the probe shook his head while pressing and pointing, the seriousness on his face was enough to make one’s eyelids twitch.
But Cheng Ye also noticed one thing, among so many people present, not a single person used instruments, all relied on feel and experience for diagnosis.
Noticing his puzzlement, Feng Yaozu timely explained beside him, "Inspector Cheng finds it strange that we don’t use instruments, right? No special reason, just that instruments are too fragile, when they break, you have to wait for parts to repair, without electricity they’re just scrap iron, truly at critical moments with a flood of injured, you can’t just stare at a broken instrument, right?"
"Especially out in the wilderness, you can’t carry an X-ray machine or ultrasound equipment with the team."
"But skills and experience are different, they can be handed down from generation to generation, to become an expert in Happiness City, the fastest speed to judge illness and come up with a treatment plan is the assessment criterion, as for those instruments, they’re mostly used once the condition stabilizes, to assist in judging recovery, not necessities."
"Understood."
Cheng Ye slightly nodded.
This explanation is novel, but upon careful thought, it makes sense.
