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Chapter 1498: Chapter 1341: Good Things Are Naturally Expensive (Subscribe Please!)

Theoretical training ended.

The next day.

Early in the morning.

All students were taken to Myanmar’s First Central Hospital.

For the following week.

They would go each morning and return each evening. Although the distance was somewhat far, the hospital’s employee dormitory indeed could not accommodate so many people, and the places to stay in Xin’an City were already fully occupied.

So.

Before long.

Several cancer diagnose and treatment cabins had a few more white-coated figures with notebooks, led by a chief doctor, three per doctor. Actually, it was not so much guidance as it was self-directed learning with supervision.

Next to a diagnostic cabin.

Duan Zhichai stood behind a delicate-looking female nurse.

With a serious expression.

Learning.

One must have the right attitude.

After standing for about ten minutes.

A red light suddenly flashed on the nearby control panel, and the young nurse glanced at it, then smiled at him, "Expert Duan, the disposable blood collection tubes on the right are all used up, please go replace them."

Upon hearing this.

Duan Zhichai’s spirit was lifted.

Finally, he could get hands-on experience.

"Ah, okay!"

He cheerfully acknowledged.

Taking over the nurse’s badge.

He went to a large box behind him, a silver-grey hard plastic case, one and a half meters long, forty centimeters wide, and sixty centimeters high, housing rows of modular, bar-shaped modules.

A total of fifteen.

Each nine centimeters wide.

Placing the badge onto the marked area for blood collection tubes on the module.

"Beep!"

The flashing yellow light turned green.

"Click."

The module popped out slightly by a centimeter.

He knew that material management here was very strict; as soon as he scanned it, the Logistics Management Department of the Myanmar Medical Group would be notified, and the system would automatically check the status of the diagnostic cabin.

If it wasn’t time to replace them yet.

As soon as you take it out.

Within a maximum of fifteen seconds.

A call from the Logistics Department would come through. n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖

Extremely efficient.

All raw materials had predetermined uses for specific equipment upon checkout, and only the nurse whose badge had clearance could open it; other nurses’ badges wouldn’t be able to open the box.

And the consumables from this box.

Also weren’t permitted for use on other equipment.

Rigid.

But it impressed Duan Zhichai.

Grabbing the handle.

Duan Zhichai lifted up a module about the size of a briefcase seen on TV, not heavy, weighing around five or six pounds, and through the glass surface, he could see thin tubes within.

These were the blood collection tubes.

The diagnostic cabin had electronic blood collection equipment.

Blood collection tubes.

Needles.

They were all disposable.

Once used, they had to be replaced. Although the diagnostic cabin was small, its consumption was astonishing, as it also involved physical and chemical indicators testing, various chemical reagents often required replacement.

These consumables.

Could not possibly be manually poured in one by one.

All are made into standard modules, inserted into the port, which is also why Duan Zhichai was rather distressed because, for a short time, all consumables had to be imported, with no related equipment manufacturing domestically.

Coming to the back of the diagnostic cabin.

He saw two blood collection tube modules.

To have redundancy.

And to avoid the failure of one of the interfaces, all consumable interfaces were dual.

At this moment.

One of them was lit with a red light.

The other showed a green light.

Red indicated it was used up; a young student next to him took the nurse’s badge, swiped it, and with a beep, the used blood collection module popped out slightly.

After removing it.

Among the used blood collection tubes.

All is purple liquid.

This is blood after various physical and chemical examinations. The blood cells have been destroyed, and the blood collection tube serves both to collect and dispose of the waste blood.

Thus.

Convenient.

It also alleviates patients’ concerns that Myanmar Pharmaceutical Group might collect their genes. Duan Zhichai lifted the new module and slowly inserted it in. When there were three centimeters left of the fifty-centimeter module sticking out.

Suddenly.

A suction came from inside.

"Click."

The catch locked in place.

Module installation complete.

Then the yellow light on top flashed violently.

After flashing more than a dozen times, it turned green. Duan Zhichai recalled the reason for the yellow light flashing—to check if the module was inserted incorrectly and whether the quantity and quality of the materials inside were acceptable.

Seeing this.

Duan Zhichai let out a sigh.

Technology.

It changes the worldview.

Next.

He returned the tube filled with waste fluid back to its original box, marking it as stored. Next, these items will be transported to another park for pollution-free destruction. Reuse?

No.

Because it’s more expensive than making new ones.

After changing the blood collection tube.

It’s just ten minutes.

Then he attached the needle head, which was genuinely heavy. A module contains fifty thousand short needles, and to facilitate logistics, the needle types for the diagnostic cabins have been standardized, all at a length of 1.5 centimeters.

Just like that.

In just four hours.

Duan Zhichai had changed modules more than a dozen times and witnessed the efficiency of the diagnostic cabin. He didn’t know what to say. One diagnostic cabin equals to all the doctors in a hospital plus the entire laboratory department.

Although very expensive.

Its efficiency is indeed high.

"Eh, are you all from domestic?"

After seeing off countless groups of people, finally, someone noticed Duan Zhichai and his team.

The questioner was an elderly Huaxia man.

"Yes, we all come from Beijing."

"What a coincidence, I’m from Beijing too. What brings you here? Could it be... will domestic soon be able to treat cancer?" The old man immediately thought of that possibility.

Duan Zhichai nodded with a smile.

"Yes, we’re here to learn. We expect to start a pilot program in Beijing after the Chinese New Year." The training would be over by then, and after summarizing, it would inevitably be postponed until after the New Year.

On hearing this.

The old man was overjoyed.

"That’s wonderful, I’ve long hoped for domestic treatment so I wouldn’t have to travel so far. It was only because my child was quick that I could come this time. But the feeling here is quite good, everyone is friendly."

Duan Zhichai replied with a smile: "That’s good to hear, I wish you a speedy recovery."

"Thank you."

After speaking.

The old man cheerfully entered the diagnostic cabin.

After coming out.

He casually asked, "That was quick. By the way, how much does one of these machines cost?"

Duan Zhichai smiled.

"Over a hundred million."

"That expensive?"

The old man was startled.

To think what he’d just stepped on was a piece of equipment worth over a hundred million.

"Good things, naturally expensive."

"That’s true."

That day.

Duan Zhichai was helping out in the diagnostic room.

By the afternoon, he had operated the machine more than a dozen times. As the evening approached, he had completed the practical learning with the Diagnose and Treatment Cabin. Starting tomorrow, they will go to the treatment room to observe the operation of the surgical equipment.

On the way back.

They started a new conversation in the car.

"I heard that in the third phase, some will be sent to other cities or even towns to work as the main treating doctors. This is great; we’ll get to experience a bit of the exotic culture. Otherwise, it would be a shame not to see anything on this trip."

"Speaking of sitting in the clinic, I’m actually a bit nervous. Treating illness based on a form, I’ve never even thought about it before. I hope nothing goes wrong."

"Go wrong? You’re joking. Hundreds of experts are checking the remote consultation plans."

"...It doesn’t feel very rewarding."

"Hmm hmm."

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