12 Praise, and newcomerss arrival (1/2)

Early next morning, Zhang Fan woke up because he wanted to go to the bathroom. He also had a bad headache from his hangover.

Breakfast was Mongolian butter milk tea along with hand-grabbed mutton. Zhang Fan had no appetite, so he only drank some of the tea. He then helped Shi Lei and the others to pack up their belongings before returning to Kuake City. However, right when he left the local hospital, Zhang Fan was astounded by how many people filled the hospital's premises. There were people old and young, and some were even on horses or motorcycles.

”They heard that the city doctors came. All of the local nomads have come over to have their problems seen to. Some of them came over from several dozen kilometers away. I didn't dare to promise them anything, so I only had them wait on the premises,” Superintendent Buyinlada, the local superintendent of this village hospital, explained to Zhang Fan while pointing at the crowd.

Although Superintendent Buyinlada hadn't ”agreed” to anything, it was evident that he wasn't allowing Zhang Fan and the others to leave with how many people he was allowing to block the way out.

”What should we do?” Chen Qifa asked.

”What else can we do? All the locals have come over, so we might as well get to work. We might as well while we're here,” Shi Lei said as he began to check a patient. ”Old man, your muscle pain is obviously caused by calcium loss. I'll give you a recommendation on some calcium vitamins to take.”

”Your blood cholesterol is too high. You need to eat more vegetables and less meat in the future. You also need to remember to take your cholesterol medicine.” Since there were far too many people, Ma Lihua of anesthesia also acted as a doctor for internal medicine.

Superintendent Buyinlada arranged for several of the local nurses to act as translators since many of the older nomads didn't even know how to speak Chinese.

”Your bone didn't connect properly after it was dislocated. Your distal radioulnar joint is in the wrong place, which has greatly affected your arm's functions. The only way to deal with this is to perform orthopedic surgery to set your bone in the proper position,” Zhang Fan told a middle-aged man.

”Will I still be able to work if I have this surgery?”

”Yes, after you recover from the surgery. Here, I'll write you a note. When the snow melts, come to Kuake City Hospital to find me, and I'll do the surgery for you.”

After seeing many more patients, Zhang Fan's heart kept getting heavier and heavier. Many of the patients had never received any proper treatment to begin with, while others had received improper treatment which led to dire consequences.

Zhang Fan did his best to help those he could. On this day, he performed two appendectomies. One was for a perforated appendix. While Shi Lei was a brain surgeon, he had also studied general surgery, so a common small surgery like appendectomy was no problem for him to help with.

Zhang Fan and the other doctors had no time to eat lunch. Many patients had come from far away. In winter out here in the border province, it would become dark quite early in the afternoon. It would be better to finish earlier so that the nomads could return to their homes.

It took one full day before the doctors finished seeing to all the patients. On the next day, everyone contacted Kuake City Hospital's ambulances to be ready to pick up Zhang Fan and the others before heading out.Find authorized novels in Webnovel，faster updates, better experience，Please click visiting.

Right after everyone left the hospital, they saw many nomads came to send them off. Many of the nomads rode on horses while stuffing everyone's hands with beef, mutton, yogurt, butter, and so on. The nomads refused to return, and kept following Zhang Fan's party to Kuake City all the way until the ambulances arrived to pick everyone up.

”What's ours is yours. Please take it. Come again if you have time, especially in the summer. Our grassland scenery is especially beautiful then. Doctor Zhang, you need to improve your alcohol tolerance, haha…”

The nomads then cheered as they finally left. Zhang Fan almost wanted to cry as he clutched all the gifts he'd just received. This was the first time he had ever felt like the medical field was something divine. For the first time ever, he was happy that he had studied medicine, even though he had only entered this field for the sake of money.

”I will, we'll often come back.” However, it was unknown whether or not he would be able to keep this promise. What could an ordinary doctor possibly do without the government's support?

Nobody in Zhang Fan's group felt like talking on the remainder of the way back. Zhang Fan thought about many things as he gazed at the scenery outside the ambulance. He recalled China's oath for medical students that he had sworn when he entered medical school.

Health entrusted. Lives confided.

On my admission to the Practice of Medicine, I swear to fulfill, to the best of my ability and judgment, this oath:

I will dedicate myself to medicine with love for my motherland and loyalty to the people.

I will scrupulously practice my profession with conscience and dignity.

I will discipline myself and give my teachers the respect and gratitude that is their due.