In the afternoon, Zhang Yan picked up a copy of "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" by Zhang Zhongjing.

"Binghu Pulseology" has already completed one achievement, plus the system reward of Pulse Diagnosis Mastery, there seems to be no point in continuing to grind "Binghu Pulseology".

However, Zhang Yan was a little confused. He was playing "Binghu Pulseology". When he finished the achievement, the reward was actually the diagnostic skill.

What makes Zhang Yan feel comforted is that the initial skill of the diagnostic skill is proficient level, unlike other achievements that reward entry-level skills.

This is easy to understand. The four skills of traditional Chinese medicine are never isolated.

Zhang Yan has a proficient level of pulse diagnosis and has a deep understanding of the other three diagnostic skills of looking, hearing and asking, but it is just not displayed on the system panel.

A very low system, what else can you expect from it?

It just so happens that now is the season when wind-cold diseases are more common, so it would be more cost-effective to study "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" more and come up with a few more prescriptions.

"Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" has a total of sixteen volumes. Due to wars during the Western Han Dynasty, "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" was scattered among the people. There is no complete "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" in the world.

What is popular now are all compiled and summarized by later generations. Since the Western Han Dynasty, Chinese medicine practitioners in all dynasties have studied the Treatise on Febrile Diseases and summarized it, with a total of hundreds of versions.

There are dozens of versions recognized by later generations, but they all have shortcomings.

At this time, what Zhang Yan was holding in his hand was the Huang version of "Treatise on Febrile and Miscellaneous Diseases" compiled and compiled by Huang Yuanyu, a master of medicine in the Qing Dynasty.

There were fewer patients in the afternoon, so Zhang Yan could concentrate on reading.

Just when Zhang Yan thought that the afternoon was spent so fulfillingly, Liang Yan opened the door and ran in and shouted.

"Doctor Zhang, hurry! There was an accident in the third workshop and a worker was injured."

"Got it!" Zhang Yan quickly stood up, lent the medical kit to Xiao Li, and quickly ran to the third workshop.

The third workshop of the steel rolling mill is the workshop for producing profiles.

The steel rolling mill is not a factory that produces mechanical parts, but performs secondary processing on the steel billets from the steel mill. The main products produced are steel plates, steel pipes and various profiles (steel bars, I-beams, channel steels, square steels, angle steels

etc).

Zhang Yan's speed was very fast, reaching a speed of less than ten seconds per 100 meters.

On the battlefield, being a medic is not easy, and agility is just the basic requirement.

Zhang Yan's skills, which he had honed under gunfire, were fully displayed at this time.

People on the road only saw a white figure flashing past, and in the blink of an eye they could no longer see the figure.

When Zhang Yan arrived at the third workshop, a group of people were still shouting in panic.

"Who is the workshop director?" Zhang Yan shouted directly.

"I am!"

"Where is the injured? What's the situation?" Zhang Yan couldn't be polite and asked loudly.

"Here he is!" Someone heard Zhang Yan's question and shouted quickly.

At the same time, the onlookers saw the doctor coming and consciously moved out of the way.

The injured person was sitting on the ground, covering his other hand with one hand, and blood was still flowing out from the gaps between his fingers.

Zhang Yan didn't care about anything else and walked in quickly.

"Where is the injury?" Zhang Yan squatted down to check the wound.

"Doctor, Lao Chen's injury is to his finger, which is broken." A person standing next to the injured person answered for him.

"Release your hands and let me take a look!"

The injured worker looked pale and had sweat on his forehead, but he still obeyed Zhang Yan's words and took his other hand away.

Zhang Yan took a closer look and saw that the worker's index finger was missing. Because the entire index finger was broken off, the artery was damaged and the blood flowed very quickly.

Zhang Yan reached out and pinched the worker's palm. The bleeding immediately became smaller and then stopped.

Zhang Yan used pressure to stop the bleeding, pressing the artery leading to the index finger to prevent further bleeding.

"Ding!

Urgent task.

Help Chen Dafa complete the replantation surgery of his severed limb, and rewards will be given based on the postoperative recovery.

Recovering 60% of the finger function is considered as qualified and will be rewarded with the Mastery Level of Tang's Tendon Suture Method.

The more finger functions are restored, the more generous the rewards will be.

Work hard, young man!"

Zhang Yan was stunned, "Dog system, are you playing with me?"

Replantation of a severed limb is a third-level surgery. You ask a surgeon who only performs first-level surgery to perform a replantation of a severed finger and achieve 60% function?

"Ding!

If the mission fails, the host will be rewarded with ED for one month.

Work hard, young man!"

Your sister, I just got a wife, and you want me to have an ED?

"Where is the broken finger?" Zhang Yan turned around and asked loudly without continuing to argue with the system.

If you can't find it with your finger, the mission will fail directly, and you will be blessed with one month of eds time.

Zhang Yan had no choice but to fight for his own sexual happiness.

Although finger replantation surgery is a three-level surgery, it is actually a composite surgery consisting of many first-level surgeries.

"Here! Here!"

A worker held a finger and handed it over.

Zhang Yan breathed a sigh of relief, took the finger, glanced at the location of the break, and then looked at the break on his palm.

"Have you called a taxi? You have to go to the hospital immediately. This finger can still be reattached." Zhang Yan shouted to the workshop director.

"Call, call! We'll be there soon!" the workshop director replied, but in his heart he was scolding the small car driver.

Damn it! I first called the taxi driver to ask for a car, and then called the infirmary.

As a result, the doctors from the other clinic arrived all at once, but you, who drove the car every day, hadn't arrived yet.

"Coming, coming!" Just as he was cursing, the car drove over.

Zhang Yan pinched the worker's palm to stop the bleeding and got into the car together.

"Go to Xicheng Hospital!" Zhang Yan said directly to the driver after getting in the car.

It was Zhang Yan's selfish intention to go to Xicheng Hospital. He knew Director Zhao from the General Surgery Department of Xicheng Hospital and had the opportunity to persuade him to let him undergo the operation.

Don't even think about going to another hospital and doing the surgery yourself.

Speeding all the way to Xicheng Hospital.

"Director Li, you go and register. I will take Master Chen to the General Surgery Department first." After Zhang Yan finished speaking, he quickly led Chen Dafa to the General Surgery Department.

Stop a nurse.

"Hello! Is Director Zhao here?"

"Director Zhao has gone to the operating room. Do you have anything to do with him?"

When Zhang Yan heard this, he pulled Chen Dafa directly to the operating room.

He didn't care what the nurse behind him was shouting and stamped his feet angrily.

"Who is this person? He is so incompetent!"

"What's wrong, Oda?"

"Head nurse, a doctor just came to see Director Zhao, but as soon as I said that Director Zhao was in the operating room, the doctor ignored me and left directly.

Doctors are amazing! How can a doctor look down on people?" Xiaotian complained.

"Okay, colleagues, please stop saying a few words! I think the doctor just now seemed unfamiliar to me. He must have just been assigned. I didn't know that Xiaotian is the beauty of our Xicheng Hospital." The head nurse comforted him with a smile.

Zhang Yan didn't know this, so he went straight to the operating room and knocked on the door.

"Hello nurse, I have a patient here who needs surgery urgently. Please inform Director Zhao of the General Surgery Department."

"Director Zhao is performing surgery."

"Please tell him that I am Zhang Yan from the Red Star Hospital of the Steel Rolling Plant. I need to borrow the operating room of our hospital to perform replantation surgery on my patient's severed finger."

"Do you want to borrow the operating room?" The nurse looked at Zhang Yan curiously.

She had seen many people who asked people to perform surgeries through their connections, but this was the first time she came across someone who came to the hospital to borrow an operating room.

"Yes! Just tell him if you want to borrow the operating room of our hospital!" Zhang Yan urged.

Time waits for no one. Every extra minute of delay will reduce the chance of Chen Dafa's finger function recovering by one point.

"Wait a minute, I'll ask Director Zhao!" The nurse looked at Zhang Yan again, then closed the door of the operating room and went in to ask.

In this era, and in later generations, if Zhang Yan dared to directly ask to borrow the operating room, he would have been scolded by the nurse and could not find him.
To be continued...