Elion had a theory that the life of the person he saved had a value within the reward system. If the person was important to the world, he would receive much better rewards.
But for someone in his condition, five days of life was something serious. At that point, the symptoms of his tumor were severe, and he could suffer certain attacks.
That was why, in order to avoid alarming the people around him and losing his job, he needed to be persistent, use his knowledge, and pay close attention to small details so as not to miss anything.
"I can't see." Rebecca's voice immediately caught everyone's attention.
Everyone forgot to ask Elion what had happened at Doctor House's clinic, and quickly focused their attention on the one who truly mattered, the patient.
"What did you say?"
Rebecca looked up at the ceiling, her eyes empty, and with a trembling voice said, "I can't see…"
Rebecca's words grew weaker and weaker, and everyone felt that something was very wrong.
The next second, Rebecca twisted her body and threw her head back, convulsing violently.
At the same time, the electrocardiogram monitor immediately emitted a sharp warning sound.
The heart rate on the screen skyrocketed rapidly, quickly surpassing the critical value of 210. While everyone was still stunned, the three lines that indicated the state of her heart had already turned into flat horizontal lines and continued scrolling backward.
Rebecca had clearly gone into shock and was not far from death!
Just as Foreman was about to press the emergency call button to get additional help, Elion, who had somehow found the defibrillator, pushed it toward the bed where Rebecca was.
Cameron had removed the patient's upper clothing, knowing what they urgently needed to do now.
Then they placed the defibrillator on Rebecca, set to medium capacity, and administered a strong shock.
"Medium charge, clear."
Rebecca's body jolted violently with the shock, and when they removed the defibrillator, they looked at the electrocardiogram monitor, but it showed no response.
"Charge!"
Elion began administering first aid to the patient as soon as the defibrillator was removed, waiting for the next charge to be ready.
"Ready, maximum charge, clear."
After the next shock, Elion stared intently at the zero heart rate displayed on the electrocardiogram monitor, waiting for Rebecca's heart to recover.
After repeating one final shock, beeping sounds began to be heard.
The heart rate on the electrocardiogram monitor finally began to fluctuate again.
"Good job, Elion. You reacted well." Foreman nodded to everyone; even someone like him sighed in relief at not having lost a patient today.
Enduring the intense headache, Elion wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and exhaled deeply.
Then he sat down on a chair behind him.
Unconsciously, he looked at Rebecca's body, which seemed to be responding, and felt genuinely happy.
Although he had never forgotten that Rebecca was successfully saved by Doctor House's team, he was doing everything possible to prevent the patient's condition from reaching such extremes.
Unfortunately, his authority was minimal, so intervening and reducing the time it took to detect the exact illness of a patient was impossible for him.
Elion had provided solid evidence, but his ideas were still greatly underestimated, and he believed that House hated admitting he was wrong. In fact, his diagnoses were always incorrect, and based on that, he made his talent come into play to find the true problem with his patients.
He might not be the best of doctors, but Elion respected him greatly.
"[Congratulations, you have intervened and saved a life from the hands of death.]"
[Reward]: Two days and eight hours.
[Remaining lifespan]: Nine days and twenty-three hours.
…
Within seconds, as if by magic, the symptoms caused by the brain tumor began to subside rapidly.
Elion regained his senses, and the headache began to lessen. However, he clearly understood that all of this was only temporary relief and that his symptoms would eventually return.
But this was a great relief for him, the best drug to calm his pain.
Only then did Foreman wonder where the defibrillator had come from. He looked at Elion and wondered whether he had anticipated this beforehand.
"Congratulations, intern. Your reaction was appropriate and you followed the first aid manual procedures perfectly." As Elion's direct superior, Chase congratulated him for reacting correctly.
Only then did everyone realize that Elion's skills were on par with those of a hospital resident. Elion's qualities were far from those of a beginner, and although he had little experience, his reaction was top-notch.
Without a doubt, Elion had so far proven through practice that he would be a great doctor in the future.
"Elion, I have a question. How did you foresee that something like this would happen?"
Elion, who was about to return to the clinic to continue working on new patients, was stopped for a moment by Cameron's question.
"I have a photographic memory. The truth is, I couldn't stop thinking about Rebecca's symptoms, and I became more and more certain that I wasn't wrong in my diagnosis."
After saying that, Elion paused and said, "I knew what would happen if I was right, so I just wanted to warn you one more time that something like this could happen."
Elion's relaxed attitude made the others feel as if they were not speaking with a young doctor, but with someone who seemed to have lived through even more experiences than they had.
Elion, after remaining silent for a few seconds, said, "Let it be clear that I don't underestimate you. I admire each of you for your skills and I respect you. You are my mentors, and I am looking forward to learning a lot from you… It's just something I felt I had to do."
"And how did it go with House's consultations? Is it as complex as they say?" Foreman, somewhat pleased that Elion had admitted in front of everyone that he respected them, changed the subject so everyone could talk about something else.
"He handled three consultations: two with common cold and stomach infection symptoms, and one guy who had excessively consumed vitamins." Elion spoke about the cases he had diagnosed during his time in House's clinic.
"Don't push yourself so hard. Remember, the cases are for gaining experience. Learn, don't work." What Foreman really meant was that he shouldn't do Doctor House's job.
Elion understood and nodded slightly.
Chase smiled; he knew the kind of patients House received because of his great reputation, so it would be difficult to do much.
Besides, some of the cases were not common. They were all difficult and complicated diseases that would give even an ordinary doctor a headache.
That was why they wanted to hire House, the specialist.
After all, House had only opened his clinic six months ago.
Now that Elion claimed to have cured some patients, Chase was honestly surprised.
He was more inclined to believe that Elion was simply exaggerating. Before he could ask anything else, someone knocked on the glass door outside the intensive care unit.
House was the one who approached after receiving notification of his patient's condition. House usually showed reluctance to enter the room and meet patients.
He preferred making diagnoses in places where there were no patients.
So when House entered, everyone was surprised except Elion…
Seeing the four of them come out, House wasted no time and went straight to Foreman and asked:
"What's going on?"
Foreman looked at Elion and then said, "The patient's condition improved a lot after taking the steroid medication you recommended. But just now, the situation suddenly worsened: she suffered seizures and went into shock."
Upon hearing this description, House also looked at the elusive Elion who had escaped from the clinic.
But that was irrelevant. In House's mind, a possibility emerged—the one Elion had insisted on so much.
He needed some evidence to support that claim.
Then House looked at Chase, who was about to speak, and asked, "What are the patient's usual eating habits?"
Chase thought for a moment, took out his notebook, and said, "In the morning she has coffee and a ham sandwich, lunch is kindergarten food, and dinner is slices of smoked ham…"
As House listened, his eyes lit up, and he looked again at Elion, who was checking his cellphone.
House remembered that, in addition to cerebral vasculitis, another possibility was cerebral cysticercosis!
A disease caused by tapeworms that grow in pork!
Thinking this, House interrupted Chase, who was still describing Rebecca's daily diet:
"Alright, I see it now. Elion is right. The patient does indeed have cerebral cysticercosis."
"How is that possible? Millions of people eat ham every day. It's practically impossible!" Cameron shook her head and immediately objected, clearly disagreeing with the assessment.
House had already missed one opportunity; the patient could not endure this type of treatment.
When someone raised a question, House did not explain it. Instead, he raised his cane and pointed it at Elion, then asked:
"Genius kid, explain yourself. How did you come to that conclusion?"