Doctor of Healing

"Teacher, aren't you afraid?"

"There's nothing to be afraid of. There are so many stories in Liao Zhai, and ghosts are afraid of evil people. Who doesn't smell blood when working in the emergency department, and is afraid of her?" the emergency doctor said contemptuously.

"That's right." Ji Xiang thought of the story in "Liao Zhai" about a fierce man chasing a female ghost to sleep and knocking her out of her wits, and smiled knowingly.

"You are very good." The emergency doctor looked Ji Xiang up and down, "During this period of time, the martial arts competition has become more and more evil. It is said that you are double-handed, and two threads can tie more than 300 knots. Then the experts from the imperial capital took a fancy to it. You, I must marry the girl to you."

Jixiang knows how rumors arise. Once there are more than 3 people who spread the rumors, the words will change beyond recognition.

He glanced and saw Meng Qingfei's name was written on the emergency doctor's badge, so he explained, "Mr. Meng, that's not the case."

After briefly describing the process of the competition, Dr. Meng from the emergency department was amazed.

Even if Ji Xiang is not as powerful as the rumors say, he is still enough to look up to.

"That's right, that's right. Dean Zhao's record has been broken and improved so much. I really didn't expect it. But, don't be proud. When I first came to the hospital, I still wanted to make a career, but look at it now. "

He spread his hands.

"It's also very good. Mr. Meng has rich clinical experience." Ji Xiang praised.

"Hey." Meng Qingfei shook his head, took a deep breath, "Clinical experience?"

Ji Xiang nodded, and said sincerely, "I met the teacher twice, and the teacher treated the patients very well."

"Ha, I remembered, last time I told you the story of the bathroom opening." The emergency doctor laughed.

"Ah."

"It's not the same." Meng Qingfei stubbed out the cigarette, carefully held it in his hand, went to the bathroom to pour it out with tap water, checked repeatedly, and threw it into the trash can.

His appearance of obsessive-compulsive disorder really makes people anxious, but Ji Xiang didn't say anything.

Meng Qingfei threw away the cigarette butt, went to the disposal room to wash his hands, and wiped his hands on the buttocks of the white suit.

It was already dark there, I don't know how many times I wiped it, it was wet and dirty.

"Teacher, the concept of sterility." Ji Xiang couldn't help reminding.

It was really dirty, but Ji Xiang would not say a word if it could be cleaned up a bit.

Meng Qingfei didn't take it seriously, and replaced the doctor who was on shift, and sat in the consultation room to see the doctor.

Ji Xiang is not in a hurry, the system NPC has said that it is good to have more contact with clinics.Although the system did not issue a task, Ji Xiang still watched it with gusto.

What he lacks is clinical experience. Meng Qingfei is also willing to talk, and will chat with Ji Xiang every time he is free.

No matter what questions Ji Xiang had, Meng Qingfei knew everything.

This bit of experience in the emergency department was nothing, he liked Ji Xiang, so it was reasonable to say a few more words.

"Doctor." A woman's voice came.

"Enter..." Meng Qingfei glanced at the door, and sat upright involuntarily, looking like an old doctor.

A woman with delicate features and a slim figure walked in with a registered ticket in her hand.

"Doctor, remove the stitches."

"Oh, what kind of surgery."

The woman pursed her lips, glanced at Ji Xiang, and said softly, "The breast surgery was done in the imperial capital."

"Is it a fibroid?"

"No."

"What kind of spell is that?" Meng Qingfei asked.

"..." The woman's cheeks were a little red, she was full of shame and anger, and she glared at Meng Qingfei.

"There is a photocopy of the medical record, bring it to me to have a look."

"I haven't copied it yet, doctor." The woman said impatiently, "The doctor in the imperial capital said that the stitches can be removed locally. Look..."

"Don't read it." Meng Qingfei was unexpectedly tough, and he said firmly, "Bring the medical records, otherwise we can't open them."

"Why!" The anger in the woman's heart could no longer be contained, and she gradually became irritable.

"You don't know how to do the surgery, just take out the stitches casually? You can ask the doctor who performed the surgery, is there any reason for that?" Meng Qingfei resolutely refused.

"But I see that many people have undergone surgery in the imperial capital and the devil's capital, and they all come back to have their stitches removed."

"That's because I met another doctor. I'm timid and dare not."

Meng Qingfei looked at the patient with sparkles in his eyes, but his words were firm and not accommodating at all.

"You..." The patient was very angry, and his brows stood on end.

"What I said is true." Although Meng Qingfei was determined, he smiled apologetically, "I'm also responsible for you, in case something happens when the stitches are removed. At least I need to see the medical records, and I may not be able to remove them."

As he said that, Meng Qingfei took the patient's registered ticket, wrote "return" on the back, and stamped it on it.

"Go and cancel the account, I dare not let you down."

The woman was furious, and pointed at Meng Qingfei's nose and cursed.

Meng Qingfei didn't make any distinctions, and when she got tired of scolding, he angrily said that he would file a complaint the next day.

The clinic was in turmoil, and Ji Xiang didn't know why the emergency doctor didn't remove the stitches for the patient. It is said that removing the stitches in emergency surgery is a trivial matter and shouldn't be.

Besides, when a beautiful girl came to have the stitches removed, why did I feel like Meng Qingfei was about to be taken advantage of?

eccentric.

When it was quiet, Ji Xiang asked, "Mr. Meng, why are you doing this?"

"Do you think it's a trivial matter, just take it apart?" Meng Qingfei asked.

Ji Xiang nodded, not hiding his thoughts.

"It's not like that." Meng Qingfei said, "The patient didn't even explain the operation method clearly, what to do if something happens."

"can……"

"Let me tell you something." Meng Qingfei looked at the door. The girl had already left angrily, and he said regretfully, "That girl is really good-looking. Which bastard will be cheaper in the future."

"..."

"To be serious, there used to be an emergency doctor in a hospital who removed the stitches. It was originally tall and straight, but after removing it, it fell down to the belly button."

"..."

A young man like Ji Xiang really can't chat with clinical veterans, sooner or later the input method of the mobile phone system will change color.

"At that time, the doctor thought it was strange and didn't think much about it, but the patient quit immediately. Guess what operation she had?"

"Ah? What surgery?"

"Breast lifting surgery." Meng Qingfei said, "The doctor in the emergency department didn't know what the operation was, so he cut off the lifting thread reserved by others at once. Tell me about it, and you ended up losing hundreds of thousands of dollars."

"Uh……"

"Not to mention the suffering of the patient, the failure of the doctor, the hospital has to lose money, and in the end only the cosmetic and plastic surgery hospital is cheap." Meng Qingfei said, "This is all clinical experience, learn from it."

"Learn what?"

Is it okay to not work?Ji Xiang thought to himself.

"Of course, be careful. Removing the stitches is a small task. If it is on the arms and legs, I will remove it. It is not a fibroid on the chest, so you should be more cautious."