Chapter 14: Medical record

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Facing Bai Chen’s question, Jiang Baimian lowered his head and smiled:
"Don't worry about it.
"This will not be finalized until the next board meeting.
"However, it is reported that Minister Yu said that the directors are still relatively open-minded in this matter, and the only point of dispute is what treatment should be given."
"Yeah." Bai Chen was obviously relieved.
Jiang Baimian thought for a while, picked up a piece of paper on the table and said:
"Shang Jian Yao took back the papers from the ruins of the steel factory. The laboratory has already given a report.
"Among them, there are two handwritings printed on the previous pages. After restoration and comparison, it can be determined that they are a medical record.
"This medical record is not complete, the main part looks like this:
"Name: Fan Wensi; Gender: Female; Age: 52; Marriage: Married; Address: Room 302, Building 4, District 2, Family District.
"The patient reported that his mobility was normal and his mental condition was normal.
"Main complaint: For the past seven days, I have seen my son at least once a day. The patient's son had a car accident a few years ago and became a vegetative person. He is currently receiving a new type of treatment as a volunteer somewhere in the north..."
After Jiang Baimian finished reading, he looked around and said:
"How? Any thoughts?"
"A mental medical record without much problem." During the period when Bai Chen joined the company, he also understood what a medical record is.
Long Yuehong followed:
"Can that steel mill's hospital cure mental illnesses?"
In his opinion, that is a larger location than the infirmary on each floor of "Pangu Biological".
Moreover, even within Pangu Biology, only one of the three major hospitals can treat mental illness.
"The patient may not think that he is mentally ill. If he suspects that there is a problem with his eyes, he can just look at the outpatient clinic. Anyway, the doctor will consider which hospital to transfer her to, and she does not need to worry about it." Jiang Baimian tried to use " "Pangu Biology" internal situation to explain.
Shang Jianyao, who quietly listened to their discussion, said suddenly:
"If the patient has neither mental problems nor eye diseases, but can he see his son at least once a day?"
Long Yuehong suddenly "hissed":
"Stop telling ghost stories, it's a vegetable!
"Ten thousand steps back, even if her son is really cured and wakes up, it doesn't make sense to hide from his mother. He only shows up around her so many times a day?"
Shang Jianyao's guess made Long Yuehong feel a little bit cold, as if being quietly blown by the wind from hell.
Yin wind...
wind……
Long Yuehong's eyes widened suddenly:
"When did you turn on the electric fan?"
Only then did he realize that Shang Jian Yao silently turned the silent electric fan on the team leader's desk and pressed the switch.
In the daytime of "Pangu Biology", it is sometimes hotter.
"When you are discussing." Shang Jianyao replied with a smile, "What an atmosphere!"
"Don't waste energy!" Jiang Baimian snapped off the fan.
She turned to say:
"You can't see anything from such a lonely medical record, but since it's information left over from the old world, let's put it in our group's files. Maybe it will come in handy when it comes to connecting with other clues. To reveal something."
"Okay." She patted her hands. "Today's information is the oral history collected by the previous ‘Old Tune Team’."
"Oral history?" Bai Chen probably understood what this meant, but still felt that the term was unfamiliar.
Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao:
"Oral history is the verbal narrative of the person involved, who has experienced and heard the history.
"The main work of the'Old Tune Group' in the early stage was to collect this. What they did later and what they gained was sunk in the sea of ​​history with their disappearance. Well, according to the telegrams, they still have another one. The important oral history was not reported in time.
"The oral histories we got mainly came from the old people who were still alive inside the company and who had experienced the destruction of the old world. These are all very precious information. Most of these people have now passed away.
"After reading these repeatedly and extracting useful clues and information, we will switch to the second batch of oral histories. This comes from the remnants of the Old World in the nearby area, similar to Mayor Tian.
"As for afterwards, there will be no third batch, we can only rely on ourselves.
"In short, our next action goal has to be found in these materials, or, based on the saved messages, follow the same route that the ‘old tune group’ has taken before."
Upon hearing this, Shang Jianyao raised his hand.
"Needless to say, I know." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, "You want to choose the second one."
Shang Jian Yao shook his head:
"There may be no difference between the two options."
Jiang Baimian suddenly felt:
"Are you trying to say that the route chosen by the old tune group was based on clues extracted from these oral histories?"
"No." Shang Jianyao shook his head again, and said in a low and magnetic voice, "There is only one path that our destiny determines."
Jiang Baimian glanced at this guy, and said to Long Yuehong with his head sideways:
"Is this a line from the radio show?"
Long Yuehong emphasized:
"Yes!"
Jiang Baimian didn't see Shang Jian Yao, but smiled and said to Bai Chen:
"I forgot to say that you can move to the 622th floor. Which room will be assigned to you will be handed over to you.
"Haha, you can listen to the radio tonight."
Bai Chen let out an "um", his expression fluctuated slightly and quickly returned to normal.
Jiang Baimian didn't say much any more, and swung his hands backwards like a mosquito:
"Let's look at the information.
"Shang Jian Yao, don't play music!"
"I can't control it!" Shang Jianyao responded loudly.
"Then you should be reasonable with it." Jiang Baimian replied irritably.
Shang Jianyao's eyes lit up suddenly, and he seemed to think that this method was very incompatible with his own thinking.
He sat down and spoke to the small speaker with a blue background and a black surface:
"I'll fix you by peeing, you have to be obedient..."
"I believe now that he really has a doctor's certificate..." Long Yue Hongmuran looked at it for a few seconds and muttered to himself.
"Ah, what are you talking about? Loud!" Jiang Baimian tilted his head.
Bai Chen turned a blind eye to this, and started looking through the information.
"Nothing." Long Yuehong shook his head quickly.
Then, he sighed silently:
"What kind of group is this..."
And his transfer order does not know when it will come down.
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After dinner, Shang Jianyao did not immediately return to the 495th floor, but took the elevator to the 490th floor.
He skillfully bypassed the "activity center" and "material supply market" here, and came to the back row of rooms.
In the center of these rooms, a vertical plaque with black lettering on a white background hangs:
"Eleventh Orphanage"
This is where Shang Jianyao lived for three years.
Inside "Pangu Biology", there will be an orphanage on every tenth or twentieth floor, which is responsible for raising children who have no immediate family members until they reach the age of 18.
At this time, many doors of the orphanage were open, but only two or three figures existed.
Everyone else went to the cafeteria in front.
Shang Jian Yao walked in and came to the lame old man Li Jiawen.
"Is the dean here?" Shang Jianyao asked in a gentle voice.
Li Jiawen's hair was gray, and he looked drowsy after sitting at a table.
Hearing the sound, he hurriedly raised his head and looked at it for a while:
"Little businessman...
"The dean has gone to dinner, sit down, she will be back in a while."
"No need." Shang Jianyao shook his head and walked to the side of Li Jiawen.
There is a black-shell machine on the wall that can be used to trade contribution points.
Shang Jianyao took a look at the fairly spacious internal activity space, various obsolete appliances, and rather rudimentary furnishings. He took out his electronic card and swiped it on that machine.
Then, according to the number of 50,000, he chose the Eleventh Orphanage as the recipient.
Because it was a large transaction, he pressed his fingerprint again to confirm it.
Li Jiawen looked at Shang Jianyao's back and laughed:
"Come to donate?
"Really interested, didn't you just start working?"
The basic budget of the orphanage is the responsibility of the company, but it only covers rooms, venues, staff salaries, life security for each orphan, and corresponding energy rations.
If we want to make the orphanage environment better and each orphan eats better, we must rely more on donations from employees.
Shang Jian Yao turned around, put away the electronic card, and said with a smile:
"Save it for me."
"Huh?" Li Jiawen looked blank.
"Thank you every time." Shang Jianyao didn't say more, nodded gently, and walked out of the orphanage.
Li Jiawen watched him go away, stood up slowly, limped to the black-shell machine, and checked the transaction records.
"50,000?" He exclaimed.
He has worked for so many years, and his current deposit is similar to this.
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495 floor, "material supply market".
Shang Jian Yao bought a bunch of high-priced and easy-to-handle items like cloth, hugged them, and walked back to Area B.
He didn't go home and turned to the other side.
After walking for a while, Shang Jianyao stopped in front of an open room ~ EbookFREE.me ~ This is Shen Du's house.
This is a bit larger than the room that Shang Jianyao lives in. There is a tight bedroom on the right side, and the rest of the room serves as the living room, kitchen and dining room.
Shen Du's wife Tian Jing is busy in the outer kitchen area, and their children keep running around her.
"Why not go to the cafeteria?" Shang Jianyao asked abruptly as he walked over.
Tian Jing is in her thirties. Although her face is beautiful, she looks very haggard.
She smiled bitterly:
"It still needs to be avoided. Although the company has always said that'unintentional disease' is not contagious, everyone is still more afraid.
"No, it's a holiday for me."
Shang Jian Yao gave a "um":
"Uncle Shen has always taken care of me before."
He said as he put the pile of things in his hand to Shen Du's house.
"...No, no, this is too expensive!" Tian Jing just glanced at it and knew that the items that Shang Jian Yao had brought were worth tens of thousands of contribution points.
Shang Jian Yao stopped his actions and thought for a while and said:
"If you don't want to accept it, you can choose to be my mother."
"?" Tian Jing stayed all over.
Shang Jian Yao took the opportunity to put everything down and waved:
"It seems you don't want to."
Seeing Shang Jian Yao's "resolute" attitude, Tian Jing said for a while:
"If you need help in the future, just say it."
Shang Jianyao nodded, turned and walked towards his home.
Vaguely, he heard Shen Du's child asking his mother from behind:
"Mom, that uncle is not afraid that we will get sick?
"Mom, when will Dad's illness get better?
"Mom, when will Dad come back?"
Shang Jianyao's footsteps paused and accelerated a lot.
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