Embers Ad Infinitum

Chapter 104 Medical Records (asking for monthly votes)

Facing Bai Chen's question, Jiang Baimian lowered his head and smiled:

"Don't be so anxious.

“This will have to wait until the next board meeting to decide.

"However, it is reported that Minister Yu said that the directors have a relatively open attitude on this matter. The only point of dispute at present is what kind of treatment to give."

"Yeah." Bai Chen was obviously relieved.

Jiang Baimian thought for a moment, picked up a piece of paper on the table and said:

"The laboratory has already given a report on the pieces of paper that Shang Jianyao took back from the ruins of the steel plant.

“Among them, there are two pieces of handwriting printed on 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 is as follows:

"Name: Fan Wensi; Gender: Female; Age: 52 years old; Marriage: Married; Address: Room 302, Building 4, District 2, Family Area.

“The patient reported that his mobility was normal and his mental condition was normal.

"History of current illness: In 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 state. He is currently receiving new treatment as a volunteer somewhere in the north..."

After Jiang Baimian finished reading, he looked around and said:

"How's it going? Any ideas?"

"A mental medical record with no major problems." Bai Chen had figured out what a medical record was during the time he joined the company.

Long Yuehong then said:

"Can the hospital in that steel plant treat mental illness?"

In his opinion, it was a place slightly larger than the infirmary on each floor of "Pangu Creatures".

Moreover, even within "Pangu Biology", only one of the three major hospitals can treat mental illness.

"The patient may not think that she has a mental illness, but suspects that there is something wrong with her eyes, so she can just go to the outpatient clinic for a checkup. Anyway, the doctor will consider which hospital to transfer her to, so she doesn't need to worry about it." Jiang Baimian tried to use " To explain the internal situation of "Pangaea".

Shang Jianyao, who was quietly listening to their discussion, suddenly said:

"What if the patient has neither mental problems nor eye disease, but still sees his son at least once a day?"

Long Yuehong suddenly hissed:

"Stop telling ghost stories, that's a vegetative state!

"To put it bluntly, even if her son is really cured and wakes up, there is no reason to hide from his mother and only appear around her a few times a day, right?"

Shang Jianyao's guess made Long Yuehong feel a little cold in his body inexplicably, as if he was being quietly blown by the dark wind from hell.

Dark wind...

wind……

Long Yuehong's eyes suddenly widened:

"When did you turn on the electric fan?"

Only then did he realize that Shang Jianyao had silently turned the silent electric fan on the team leader's desk and pressed the switch.

——The daytime of "Pangaea Creature" is sometimes hotter.

"When you were discussing." Shang Jianyao replied with a smile, "What an atmosphere!"

"Don't waste energy!" Jiang Baimian shut off the fan.

She turned and said:

"Such an isolated medical record can't tell much, but since it's information left over from the old world, let's put it in our team's files. Maybe it will come in handy at some point and connect it with other clues. , reveals something.”

"Okay." She clapped her hands, "Today's information is the oral history collected by the previous 'old tune team'."

"Oral history?" Bai Chen could probably understand what this meant, but he still felt that the term was unfamiliar.

Jiang Baimian glanced at Shang Jianyao:

“Oral history is the history told orally by the person involved, who has experienced and heard it.

"In the past, the main work of the 'old tune team' in the early stage was to collect this. What they did later and what they gained were lost in the sea of history with their disappearance. Well, according to the exchanges of cables, they still have one A batch of important oral histories were not reported in time.

"The oral histories we obtained mainly come from the old people who were still alive in the company at that time and who experienced the destruction of the old world. This is very precious information. Most of these people have passed away now.

"After reading these over and over again 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 nearby areas, similar to Mayor Tian.

“As for the future, there is no third batch, we have to rely on ourselves.

"In short, our next action target must be found from these materials, or based on the preserved cables, we must follow the route traveled by the previous 'old tune team'."

Hearing this, Shang Jianyao raised his hand.

"Needless to say, I know." Jiang Baimian nodded gently, "You want to choose the second option."

Shang Jianyao shook his head:

"There may be no difference between the two options."

Jiang Baimian suddenly realized:

"Are you trying to say that the route chosen by the previous 'Old Tune Group' should also be based on the clues extracted from these oral histories?"

"No." Shang Jianyao shook his head again and said in a low voice with a bit of magnetism, "There is only one path determined by fate for us."

Jiang Baimian glanced at this guy, turned to Long Yuehong and said:

"Is this a line from a radio show?"

Long Yuehong nodded heavily:

"yes!"

Jiang Baimian did not look at Shang Jianyao, but smiled and said to Bai Chen:

"I forgot to mention it just now. You can move to the 622nd floor. Someone will hand over the specific room to you when the time comes.

"Haha, you can listen to the radio tonight."

Bai Chen said "hmm", his expression fluctuated slightly and quickly returned to normal.

Jiang Baimian said no more and waved his hands like he was chasing away mosquitoes:

"Let's go read the information.

"Shang Jianyao, don't play the music!"

"I can't control it!" Shang Jianyao responded loudly.

"Then you reason with it." Jiang Baimian replied angrily.

Shang Jianyao's eyes suddenly lit up, and he seemed to think that this method was very consistent with his thinking.

He sat down and spoke to the small speaker with a blue background and black surface:

"I'll fix it by pooping and peeing on you. You have to be obedient..."

"I now believe that he really has a doctor's certificate..." Long Yuehong looked at it blankly for a few seconds and said to himself.

"Ah, what did you say? Louder!" 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 we don’t know when his transfer order will come out.

…………

After dinner, Shang Jianyao did not go back to the 495th floor immediately, but took the elevator to the 490th floor.

He skillfully bypassed the "Activity Center" and "Material Supply Market" here and came to a row of rooms at the back.

In the center of these rooms, there is a vertical plaque with black characters on a white background:

"Eleventh Orphanage"

This is the place where Shang Jianyao lived for three years.

——Inside "Pangu Creatures", there will be an orphanage every ten or twenty floors, responsible for raising children who no longer have direct relatives until they reach the age of eighteen.

At this time, many doors of the orphanage were open, but only two or three figures were present.

Everyone else went to the canteen ahead.

Shang Jianyao walked in and came to the lame old janitor Li Jiawen.

"Is the dean here?" Shang Jianyao asked in a calm voice.

Li Jiawen's hair was already gray, and he was sitting behind a table, looking drowsy.

Hearing the sound, he hurriedly raised his head and looked at it for a while:

"Small businessman...

"The dean has gone to eat. Sit down. She will be back in a moment."

"No need." Shang Jianyao shook his head and walked to Li Jiawen's side.

There's a black-shell machine on the wall there that can be used to trade contribution points.

Shang Jianyao took a look at the relatively spacious internal activity space, the relatively old appliances, and the rather simple furnishings. He took out his electronic card and swiped it on the machine.

Then, he pressed the number 50,000 and selected the Eleventh Orphanage as the recipient.

Because it was a large transaction, he pressed his fingerprint again to confirm.

Li Jiawen looked at Shang Jianyao's back and chuckled:

"Come to donate?

"You're so thoughtful, haven't you just started working?"

The company is responsible for the basic budget of the orphanage, but this only covers rooms, venues, staff salaries, living security for each orphan, and corresponding energy rationing.

If we want to make the environment of the orphanage better and each orphan eat better, we will rely more on donations from employees.

Shang Jianyao turned around, put away the electronic card, and said with a smile:

"Save it for me."

"Ah?" Li Jiawen looked confused.

"Thank you every time." Shang Jianyao said no more, nodded lightly, 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 savings is about the same.

…………

Floor 495, "Material Supply Market".

Shang Jianyao bought a bunch of items like cloth that were high in price and easy to sell. He carried 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.

This is Shen Du's house.

This room is larger than the room Shang Jianyao lives in now. There is a narrow 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 kitchen area outside, and their children are running around her.

"Why don't you go to the cafeteria?" Shang Jianyao walked over and asked abruptly.

Tian Jing is in her thirties. Although her face is beautiful, she looks very haggard.

She smiled bitterly and said:

"You still need to avoid it. Although the company has always said that 'unintentional diseases' are not contagious, people are still afraid of it.

"No, I'm already on holiday."

Shang Jianyao said "hmm":

"Uncle Shen has always taken good care of me."

As he spoke, he put the pile of things in his hand towards Shen Du's house.

"...No, no, this is too expensive!" Tian Jing just glanced at it and knew that the items Shang Jianyao brought were worth tens of thousands of contribution points.

Shang Jianyao stopped, thought for a while and said:

"If you don't want to accept it, you can choose to be my mother."

"?" Tian Jing was stunned.

Shang Jianyao took the opportunity to put down all his things, waved his hand and said:

"It seems you don't want to."

Seeing Shang Jianyao's "resolute" attitude, Tian Jing mumbled for a while and said:

"If you need any help in the future, just ask."

Shang Jianyao nodded, turned around and walked towards his home.

Vaguely, he heard Shen Du's child asking his mother from behind:

"Mom, isn't that uncle afraid that we will get sick?

“Mom, when will dad’s illness be cured?

"Mom, when will dad come back?"