Chapter 132: Chapter 133 Inspection of Prosthetic Production

“Imperial Brother, if people come to know that you arrested someone just because a doctor spoke the truth, I’m afraid it might tarnish your reputation. Please consider your actions carefully,” Pei Huaian said, his lips curling up slightly in a kind-hearted reminder.

After much thought, Pei Chengye decided to swallow his resentment for the time being, vowing to seek revenge later.

“Hmph, why should I, the Prince, quarrel with a woman?” Pei Chengye said as he flung his robe and turned to leave.

Seeing this, Pei Huaian’s lips curved into a sly smile. Watching the departing figure, his eyes filled with a hint of coldness.

When Shao He returned to Anji Hall, Yun Qian was still out, and a long queue had already formed at the door. Zhao Yuebei immediately went up to greet the returning doctor.

“Doctor Shao, you’re finally back. There are so many patients waiting for you,” he said.

Shao He frowned slightly. “Where is Yun Qian?” she asked.

“Doctor Yun went out early in the morning and hasn’t returned yet,” Zhao Yuebei sighed.

Without asking further, Shao He turned and walked into Anji Hall to start treating patients until it was almost evening, not even having had the chance to eat lunch.

After a tiring day, she stretched and was about to get up when the door was pushed open again. Shao He looked towards the door with displeasure.

“We’ve closed for today, please come back tomorrow.”

When she saw who it was, she was momentarily stunned. “How come you’re here? Are you feeling unwell?”

That shouldn’t be the case, as the secret medicine in his body had been completely neutralized, and he shouldn’t be having any issues.

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Pei Huaian arrived with a man who was missing a lower leg, and pointed to him, saying, “Bai Yi lost his right lower leg on the battlefield. I wonder if he could be fitted with a prosthetic.”

Now understanding his purpose, Shao He looked at Bai Yi and said, “Follow me.”

Bai Yi, not daring to ask more questions, followed behind her on his crutches into the private room.

Shao He used her thoughts to retrieve the instruments needed to examine Bai Yi. Seeing these strange devices, Bai Yi felt a bit of fear inside.

“What is this…”

“You don’t need to know what this is. Just do as we tell you,” Shao He didn’t give him a chance to ask any further, her hands busy working on the instruments.

Bai Yi, remembering his master’s words, suppressed his curiosity and obediently followed Shao He’s instructions.

Shao He first checked the strength of his residual muscles, bony protrusions, and end-bearing capacity. Then she located the patella and drew a horizontal line through the mid-point of the patellar tendon.

She marked the location and other bony protrusions. Using the position of the patellar tendon as a reference, she decided on the intervals based on length and measured the circumference, the length of the residual limb, the AP length, and so on.

After completing all these procedures, Shao He wiped the sweat off her forehead with her sleeve, then took out the examination report to review it carefully, making sure there were no problems before leaving the room.

As she exited, the instruments behind her vanished.

“The prosthetic can be fitted. Come back tomorrow to get it,” Shao He told the person outside.

“Is that all?” Pei Huaian asked, surprised.

He had thought it would be more complicated, but wasn’t expecting the prosthetic fitting to be so straightforward.

Bai Yi, unable to suppress his curiosity, asked, “What is a prosthetic?”

Shao He glanced at him and explained, “With a prosthetic, you’ll be able to walk normally.”

“I can walk normally?” Bai Yi asked, somewhat incredulous.

With a single look from Pei Huaian, Ah Mo stepped forward to help the man walk away.

After Bai Yi had left, Pei Huaian asked once more, “How confident are you? What happens if it fails?”

“Since he doesn’t have a lower leg and no surgery is required, it cannot fail. But as for that other person you mentioned, whose leg muscles have atrophied, we’ll have to see the specific condition before deciding,” Shao He replied.

Hearing this, Pei Huaian’s head drooped in disappointment, stirring up an inner struggle once again. The two exchanged a few more words before parting ways.

After Pei Huaian had left, Shao He looked out at the evening sky; it was still not too late, so it seemed she would have to work overtime.

Shao He re-entered the room, and just as she conjured up the image of a prosthetic, a loud “bang” sounded as a prosthetic fell to the ground, making a loud noise.

The concerned Zhao Yuebei knocked on the door and asked, “Doctor Shao, are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” Shao He responded, picking up the prosthetic from the floor.

She looked at the report in her hand and adjusted it according to Bai Yi’s condition.

Moving the prepared prosthetic outside, Zhao Yuebei saw what she held and gasped in surprise, “That, that is…?”

“A prosthetic,” Shao He responded calmly.

As the two conversed, a very exhausted Yun Qian returned. Seeing him holding files, Shao He approached and asked, “Have you switched careers to solving cases now?”

“No, just helping a friend with some research,” he replied.

After speaking, Yun Qian, noticing what she held, curiously asked, “What’s that?”

“It’s a prosthetic.”

“What is a prosthetic?”

All of a sudden, Yun Qian, driven by a burst of curiosity, bombarded her with questions, his fatigue seemingly washed away.

Shao He patiently explained, “This kind of prosthetic is for people with leg disabilities or those who don’t have legs, allowing them to walk normally.”

“That’s amazing?” Yun Qian, hearing for the first time that people with leg disabilities could walk normally with some device, immediately became interested.

“When will you treat the patient?”

“Tomorrow,” Shao He replied.

Yun Qian nodded, “Okay, then I won’t go out tomorrow.”

He decided to stay and watch how Shao He would help someone without legs stand up again.