Chapter 5

Inside the Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, Shi Lei held a notebook and, under the identity of the retired and rehired old TCM doctor Guan Chenghua, began to construct his own medical record.

February 11, 2006: Initial diagnosis suspected as 'Meniere's Syndrome,' recommended to use 'Cinnarizine' for control and treatment.

April 23, 2006: First follow-up visit, after multiple tests, finally diagnosed with 'Meniere's Syndrome.'

June 17, 2006: Second follow-up visit, suggested 'Vestibular Nerve Section,' patient refused.

July 31, 2006: Patient rechecked, continued to use medication for control, and self-regulation of the nervous system for recovery.

With just four treatment records and relatively long intervals between them, Shi Lei judged that the retired and rehired old expert probably wouldn't remember.

After reviewing it three times, Shi Lei finally pressed the 'Enter' key, and the medical record was successfully created!

Gently closing the notebook, Shi Lei closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and then, holding the notebook, walked towards the registration desk.

Before registering at the Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, one needs to fill out a triage form.

Just fill in the name, gender, age, and specific department, such as Shi Lei choosing the TCM department.

Holding the triage form, Shi Lei walked to window number five.

Window number five was a relatively young nurse. Through her name tag, Shi Lei knew her name was Zheng Le.

Shi Lei handed over the triage form.

"Ms. Zheng, I lost my medical record. Can you help me get a new one?"

Zheng Le did not doubt it and asked directly, "Have you been treated in our hospital before?"

Shi Lei nodded quickly.

"Ah, in your hospital, this is my fifth follow-up visit!"

Zheng Le smiled and said, "Please show me your ID, I'll help you print a new medical record."

Shi Lei responded with a smile and handed over his ID.

Through the glass, Shi Lei saw the computer screen displaying the forged treatment records.

After printing the medical record and paying, Shi Lei held the medical record and the Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital card, heading towards the TCM department.

Outside the TCM department, there was a long queue.

Shi Lei rolled his eyes. Although his hacking skills were top-notch, he couldn't make these people leave!

After a three-hour wait, it was finally Shi Lei's turn.

Guan Chenghua, who looked to be in his sixties with gray hair, looked up at Shi Lei and said, "Bring me your medical record."

Shi Lei handed over the medical record without a word.

After a moment, Guan Chenghua said, "Xiao Shi, I told you last time, Meniere's Syndrome is basically incurable."

"Either use medication for preventive treatment or choose surgery."

"Decide for yourself!"

Shi Lei pretended to think, but he was actually smiling inside.

The retired and rehired 'expert' indeed had some skills, remembering that Shi Lei had been treated here!

After a moment of silence, Shi Lei said, "Doctor Guan, I am currently studying at Shuanghu District University and want to transfer to the Shuanghu District First General Hospital."

Guan Chenghua snorted.

"Shuanghu District First General Hospital?"

"Besides treating colds and headaches, what else can they do?"

Shi Lei insisted, "Doctor Guan, it's closer to me. And since Meniere's Syndrome can't be cured, isn't it the same wherever I get treated?"

Seemingly hit a sore spot, Guan Chenghua snorted again and then printed the specific transfer procedures on the computer.

With the printer's whirring, Guan Chenghua signed the transfer procedures and handed them to Shi Lei, not very happily.

Holding the transfer procedures, Shi Lei didn't linger.

He really couldn't stand the smell of disinfectant in the hospital!

It took nearly an hour, but Shi Lei finally returned to Shuanghu District, though it was already close to 6 PM, and most doctors were about to finish their shifts.

But Shi Lei didn't mind!

He just needed to complete the admission procedures, and since the medical records were fake, it didn't matter whether the doctors were there or not.

Walking into the Shuanghu District First General Hospital, Shi Lei went straight to the registration desk.

At this time, there were almost no one registering!

The peak registration time was in the morning!

Holding the transfer procedures, Shi Lei said, "Hello, I am transferring from another hospital. Can I complete the admission procedures here?"

The young nurse at the registration desk nodded, "Of course!"

"Register first!"

Shi Lei handed over the medical record from the Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital and the transfer procedures.

"I am transferring from the Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

The nurse didn't even look at the medical record and said with a smile, "You are a university student, right?"

"Want us to issue a military training exemption certificate?"

"Go directly to the second floor, Military Training Certificate Management Office!"

After saying that, the nurse returned the medical record and transfer procedures to Shi Lei and pointed to the elevator.

Shi Lei 'uh'ed, suddenly feeling a bad premonition.

Exiting the elevator, Shi Lei immediately saw the Military Training Certificate Management Office at the end of the corridor.

The office door was open, and Shi Lei found quite a few people inside!

The guy at the back turned his head and looked at Shi Lei, smiling, "Brother, you are sick too?"

Shi Lei smiled back, "Isn't this a medical record?"

"Brother, let me tell you quietly, the examination here is very strict. If your medical record is not... cough, I suggest you go back!"

The guy at the back seemed to be quite helpful.

Shi Lei said seriously, "I am really sick!"

"Tsk!"

The guy at the back tsked and stopped talking.

Shi Lei was glad for the quiet and watched the guy in front, who was also wearing glasses.

The head of the Military Training Certificate Management Office, with his work photo on the wall, was named Liu Bin, the director of the office.

Liu Bin held the medical record of the guy in glasses and asked casually, "Is this real?"

The guy in glasses was slightly nervous, "Yes, Director Liu!"

"Hmph!"

Liu Bin snorted and picked up the phone on his desk, starting to dial.

"Hello? Director Fei?"

A voice came from the phone.

"Director Liu?"

"Yes! I am Liu Bin from Shuanghu First General Hospital!"

"Hello, Director Fei, I want to ask if your hospital issued a certificate for a student named Chen Liang, stating he has neurasthenia syndrome?"

Shi Lei heard everything clearly and was inwardly amused.

Neurasthenia syndrome?

Damn!

Why didn't you write heart disease?

On the other end of the phone, Director Fei was probably also amused.

"Ha ha ha, Director Liu, our hospital hasn't had any cases of neurasthenia syndrome recently!"

After thanking him, Liu Bin turned to look at the guy in glasses, Chen Liang.

"Go back!"

"This time, we won't notify your school!"

Chen Liang wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and left, expressing his gratitude.

At the same time, six or seven people who came with Chen Liang also left, realizing their medical records wouldn't pass.

Now, only Shi Lei and the helpful guy were left in the Military Training Certificate Management Office.

The helpful guy looked at Shi Lei and walked up.

Shi Lei just smiled, and after a moment, the helpful guy gave up!

He looked dejected, holding the medical record and walking towards the door, but he stopped and decided to watch Shi Lei's show.

Shi Lei walked up, handed the medical record to Liu Bin, and said politely, "Director Liu, I am transferring from the Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital."

Liu Bin raised his hand, "Let me see!"

The medical record from the Beijiang District Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, along with the transfer procedures and Guan Chenghua's signature, made Liu Bin's expression a bit better.

"Shi Lei, I'll call you Xiao Shi, okay?"

Shi Lei nodded humbly, "No problem, Director Liu."

"Why didn't you stay at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital, since you have Meniere's Syndrome?" Liu Bin asked directly.

Shi Lei had already thought of a response and answered calmly.

"Director Liu, Beijiang District is in the city center, while Shuanghu District is already in the suburbs. Even without traffic, it takes nearly an hour to get from Shuanghu District to Beijiang District."

"I also need to go to school, and it's very inconvenient to go to the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital from school!"

Liu Bin nodded slightly, acknowledging Shi Lei's reason.

"I'll call Old Guan to ask about the situation!"

Liu Bin, as the head of the Military Training Certificate Management Office, knew many doctors from various hospitals.

"Hello, Old Guan? This is Xiao Liu from Shuanghu First General Hospital!"

Guan Chenghua's voice came from the receiver.

"Xiao Liu? What's up?"

Liu Bin narrated Shi Lei's situation and watched Shi Lei's expression closely.

Shi Lei remained calm and even said, "Director Liu, please say hello to Doctor Guan for me."

On the phone, Guan Chenghua paused and then said, "You mean Xiao Shi?"

"This kid's luck is really bad!"

"At such a young age, he has Meniere's Syndrome!"

"Moreover, Xiao Shi's Meniere's Syndrome is already very severe!"

"Xiao Liu, please persuade Xiao Shi to accept surgery!"

Liu Bin chatted with Guan Chenghua for a while before hanging up.

"Xiao Shi, I also agree with Old Guan's opinion. You can choose surgery!"

"After all, the special nature of Meniere's Syndrome has a significant impact on your life and studies!"

Shi Lei pretended to smile bitterly and shook his head.

"Thank you, Director Liu!"

"I still choose medication treatment!"

Liu Bin sighed and shook his head, then issued the military training exemption certificate to Shi Lei.

In the corridor, the helpful guy looked at Shi Lei with admiration, "Brother, you are really amazing!"

Then, the helpful guy whispered, "Brother, do you have any channels?"

"I'll pay a high price!"

Shi Lei said seriously, "Do you really want to know?"

The helpful guy nodded repeatedly.

"Of course, I want to know!"

Shi Lei seemed to be talking to himself, "These days are really crazy!"

"There are those who hope to get rich, those who hope to find beautiful women, those who hope to become officials..."

"Who would have thought there are even those who hope to be sick?"

The helpful guy was stunned, "What do you mean?"

Shi Lei said seriously, "I am really sick!"

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