Holding an inch ruler

You're a struggling young doctor, barely making ends meet with a measly $2000 monthly income. Life's pressures and trials weigh heavily upon you!

But lo and behold! One fine morning, you wake up to find yourself equipped with some sort of cheat codes...

You're scheduled for an appendectomy, so you roll up your sleeves and get ready to explore the abdominal terrain:

You touch the cecum: "Cecum: Healthy!"
You palpate the colon: "Colon: All clear!"
You reach the appendix: "Appendix: It's an inflamed, pus-filled appendix monster, level 15, rare creature. Recommendation: Perform an appendectomy!"

With a decisive hand, you wield your scalpel and skillfully remove the troublesome appendix.

"Ding! Rare appendix monster eliminated! Rewards: +100 experience in appendectomy, +$100, and a shiny white suture needle!"

And thus, your journey begins as an emergency surgeon. But remember, with great healing powers comes great responsibility!

When the Doctor Uses A Hack

What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?


"Bean juice..." The old man said, smiling, though his speech was muddled.


Because of his stroke, his speech wasn't clear, but now it was at least better than before, and you could faintly make out what he was saying.


"Then you'll need to listen to the doctor later, okay? You're going to have thrombolysis, so you mustn't move around."


"Why don't you sit down for a while? It's going to take a long time."


The two of them spoke slowly, taking turns with their inconsequential chatter, without asking how serious or dangerous it was.


The old man was concerned that the old lady would get tired from standing.


The old lady was worried that the old man wouldn't stay put.


With just these simple exchanges, somehow, they rendered Xu Ziming and Zhao Danyan somewhat silent on the sidelines.


The old lady, in her eighties, sat by the bed, holding the old man's hand.


Chapter 1152: What do you want to eat tomorrow morning?