Enemies Are All Nourishment for My Fungi-Chapter 150: Study Hard and Get a Certificate

The next day, Ye Nai returned to the dangerous zone with a light heart.

The following day, she continued to clock in at the hospital to hone her skills.

The locals all knew she was concentrating on her emergency certification exam, and since there were no important tasks that required her specifically, Ye Nai was able to focus undisturbed on her own matters.

She was full of energy and surprisingly strong, and every department in the hospital liked to call her for support. Originally, she, as a Reserve First Aider, was helping out in the emergency department, but later the surgical ward asked her to change patients’ bandages, and then the medical ward asked for her help in transferring patients between beds.

She also followed two orthopedic surgeries, helping patients hold their thighs to facilitate the doctor’s work.

The surgeries went very smoothly; the doctor said that when Ye Nai stood there, it was as if she had roots under her feet, and no matter how forcefully he used the saw or hammer, she didn’t waver at all.

Ye Nai spent her busy 19th birthday internship on April 5th, and in just a few more days, the thirty internship sessions quickly came down to the last ten; Ye Nai was no longer just assisting - she started to really get hands-on, administering injections, suturing, and hanging IVs for patients.

The fruits of her daily practice on pigskin at home were revealed during these ten days, achieving average passing scores.

Her skills couldn’t compare with those of experienced doctors and nurses; that required slowly accumulated experience, but they were absolutely sufficient for the emergency certification exam. In a battlefield environment, where emergency debridement and suturing are crucial, no one cares whether the stitching is pretty or if the pinched skin is of uneven thickness—what matters most is the quickest treatment of the wound to save a life.

The hospital gave her high marks on her internship evaluations, and with that, Ye Nai’s theoretical courses for emergency aid officially concluded, and she hurried to catch the April session for the emergency certification exam.

This exam was held every two months, with the intent to quickly train, quickly certify, quickly introduce to society, and quickly employ, so even if only two people signed up during these two months, the exam would take place on schedule.

The exam venue was at the college in the city, and Ye Nai had to make another trip back to the city.

Before setting off, she bought several lunch boxes of Mutant Beast Meat from Brother Peng, portioned it out at home into small containers, printed instructions for Ordinary people on how to eat Mutant Beast Meat, added a box of medicine, and packed it all in a bag.

She had promised her younger sister a treat to Mutant Beast Meat in the future. Now that she was living with their mother, it was time to enjoy something good without worrying about others sharing it.

Back in the city, Ye Nai first visited the college to check out the exam venue, verify her candidate identity, and confirm the time and session for the next day’s exam.

Then, she still checked into the hotel near the college. Standing at the front desk processing the check-in, she felt a sense of nostalgia. Last July, she stayed here for a week when she first left home to live independently; in the blink of an eye, it was April of the following year—time really flew by.

The next morning, Ye Nai was punctually seated in the examination room. Including her, there were a total of ten candidates. The theoretical exam was conducted on computers, just like when she took her driving test, with results immediately available after the test.

Since she was already studying advanced content, the primary certificate exam was of course a breeze. For the last three essay questions that required manual typing, she scored full marks on all of them, ultimately achieving a perfect score.

After seeing her scores, she left and went back to the hotel to rest, storing up energy for the afternoon’s practical exam.

The practical exam took place at the military hospital in the city, as ordinary hospitals did not have patients brave enough to let Reserve First Aiders stick needles into them.

First, she went to the morning’s examination building, where her identity was verified, and she took a unified car ride to the military hospital. Once there, they waited again, this time to see if there were appropriate casualties.

Of the ten people who took the exam in the morning, only seven remained at this point.

Since Ye Nai scored full marks in the theory exam, she was first in line for the practical. After waiting for more than half an hour, almost dozing off, two bloodied men finally arrived, each followed by three to five friends, all reeking of alcohol.

After the nurses triaged them and saw they were clear-minded, they directly asked if they wanted to wait for the doctor to be free to treat their wounds or if they would let a Reserve First Aider do it.

"You are lucky today; one of the Reserve First Aiders scored full marks in the theoretical exam. She’s just outside waiting. If you agree, she will come right over," one of the nurses said.

"Is there not a single doctor?" the patients and their friends became anxious upon hearing about Reserve First Aiders.

"We had a car accident earlier with more than a dozen casualties; we’ve even got interns upstairs," the nurse explained.

"Then let the first aider come; we’re bleeding too frighteningly," one of the patients said.

While one of the injured men was still hesitating, the female companion of the other had already made the decision for him.

"Hey, don’t be impulsive, first aiders are so unreliable, it won’t work," his female companion had just finished speaking when her friend next to her worriedly voiced opposition.

"Then you get a doctor?" the female companion retorted bluntly.

"You..."

Just as an argument was about to break out, the injured person opposite them, his companion spoke up.

"Alright, nurse, we won’t wait anymore, we want the one with full marks."

"Fine, family members go and pay, and the injured person, follow me to the cleaning room."

The nurse didn’t say much else, signaling for the injured person to follow her.

"Hey, wait, we were here first."

"What do you mean you were first? Did you pay?"

Both parties looked ready to argue again, but the nurse’s words were spot on; after the nurse spoke, the person paying had already run off.

So the injured person who had been silent all along, clutching the wound on his head, followed the nurse into the cleaning room, and soon after, Ye Nai, fully dressed and with washed hands, began working under the supervision of the examiner on site.

Ye Nai first skillfully completed the wound cleaning. Her spore simultaneously entered the wound, helping her probe for injuries, and quickly relayed that the bone underneath the wound seemed off.

"Your wound doesn’t feel right, seems like there’s a fracture, why not take another X-ray?"

"What? I just bumped it on a table."

"Up to you, but an X-ray is just to check for any indentation, and if there’s more than 1.4, you’ll need surgery."

Ye Nai knew right away the man was talking nonsense. Just a simple bump on the table, and have the face covered in blood? Have the spore detect a fracture?

Who knows how they wielded weapons during the fight.

"No, no, I’ll have the X-ray, I’ll have the X-ray."

So the friend outside the cleaning room went again to pay, brought a wheelchair, and took the person for an X-ray.

The man wouldn’t be back for a while, and another one with a broken head had already paid and hurriedly entered the cleaning room.

Ye Nai washed her hands, changed into new gloves, and upon examination, noticed that this person had not only a gash on his forehead but also something off with his cheekbone, prompting her to send him for an X-ray as well.

Just when she finally got two suitable injured persons, they were sent for X-rays, and Ye Nai spread her hands towards the examiner.

"Does this count as completed or not?"

"Of course it’s not completed," the examiner replied noncommittally, yet curious, "You could tell there was a fracture just by touching it? Where did you train? Your experience is quite extensive?"

"Zone 5 hazardous area, did my internship at their military hospital."

"I see," the examiner nodded slightly, "Have you assisted in surgery?"

"I’ve assisted in orthopedic surgery, looked after patients in the ward, worked as an ER nurse, and I can do everything except drawing blood from a vein, including injections and IV drips."

"Then passing the exam shouldn’t be much of a problem for you, go wait outside. You can take care of both of those people."

"Sure thing.

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