Doctor of Healing

Chapter 520 Studying Medicine For What

"Xiaoji, where did you hear about this?" Director Yang asked.

"What an elderly teacher said, it can be regarded as Chen Zhima rotten millet." Ji Xiang gave the system npc a new name.

"Tsk tsk, amazing." The director of gastrointestinal surgery murmured again.

He glanced back at the time. It took about 15 minutes to freeze during the operation, and there were still 10 minutes left.

Idle is also idle, the director of gastrointestinal surgery said, "Dr. Xiaoji, I heard that the boss Qin Chuqin of the Magic City wanted to recruit you as a closed disciple a few months ago, but you rejected him? Was it very unpleasant at that time?"

"Yes." Ji Xiang calmly gave him an affirmative answer.

"I'm not involved in the intervention, I don't know." The director of gastrointestinal surgery said, "Director Li...don't talk about this to you, I'll ask you something."

"Teacher, say it."

"My son was obsessed with online novels a few years ago, and I followed suit to bridge the generation gap. Do you know what crossing the sky is?"

"Zhang Sanfeng's introduction about inner alchemy said that after reaching a certain stage of cultivation, there are scary ghosts in front of your eyes, and ghosts crying and wolves in your ears. At this time, you must stick to your heart. Everything is an illusion. It will take a while."

"..." The director of gastrointestinal surgery was taken aback. He originally wanted to persuade Ji Xiang, but he didn't expect that the question he raised was turned in another direction by Ji Xiang.

"There are very few sayings about catastrophe in domestic mythology. In "Journey to the West", Sun Wukong practiced the Dapin Tianxian Jue, which seems to say that this is an extraordinary way. They are all too terrifying, and they are envied by the ghosts and gods of heaven and earth, so there is a "three disasters" once every 500 years."

The Chief of Gastrointestinal Surgery sighed.

He is the number one in the country with a full score, and he is nothing in comparison, even if it is nonsense on the operating table, he is instantly at a disadvantage.

For a while, the director of gastrointestinal surgery didn't know what to say.

The metaphor of the catastrophe has already dragged Jixiang to the other side of the sky, and it is difficult for him to keep up with Jixiang's thinking.

"Teacher, I know what you mean." Ji Xiang narrowed his eyes, "You mean that even monsters like Dapeng kill countless people, but they are still taken away in the end, and the little monsters with no background are all killed. .”

"Oh." The director of gastrointestinal surgery sighed.

If you say this by yourself, it will lead to many stories, which can be regarded as your own personal experience for so many years.It may be of some help to him to tell future generations.

But when the words he wanted to say came out of Jixiang's mouth, the taste changed.

So helpless.

"My feeling is..." Ji Xiang hesitated, "During the great epidemic a few years ago, there was a popular science post on the Xinglinyuan Forum, telling ordinary people how to prepare medicine, how to avoid it and not to spend a lot of money on marketing medicines."

"They don't discriminate against Chinese medicine. I was young at that time, and I saw Huoxiangzhengqi water in the medicine packs prepared by Xinglinyuan for employees."

"It's far away. A medical student replied to the post saying—don't post such a post. Originally, as a medical student, you can buy medicines that others don't know about in pharmacies. Once you publicize it, nothing will be lost."

The director of gastrointestinal surgery was taken aback for a moment. Ji Xiang's words were a bit long, but the content was extremely sharp.Moreover, although the major epidemics of the past few years have passed, the scars left behind are difficult to erase in a short period of time.

"At that time, there was a reply from the account that Xinglinyuan posted—then why did you study medicine?"

"In order to support the family." Ji Xiang asked himself and answered, "On the first day of my regular training in the Second Affiliated Hospital, I heard Teacher Wang say that doctors are a profession with a particularly high bottom line. There are pros and cons to everything, let's not talk about that, that day When I was in Shanghai, I thought of this post."

"Study medicine, why?"

For what...

These three words echoed in the hearts of everyone in the operating room like a bell in the morning and a drum in the evening.

"Boss Qin wanted to accept me as a closed disciple. I am very grateful, but we don't agree with each other." Ji Xiang said, "So, I didn't go. As for the future, who knows."

The chief of gastrointestinal surgery sighed again.

Although Ji Xiang is young, he has a tough outlook on the outside world. He can knock a dog over if he throws it out. I don't know who taught him.

bell bell~~~
The landline outside the operating room rang.

The itinerant nurse glanced at the time, jumped up as if a spring had been pressed on her buttocks, and trotted to answer the phone.

The air in the operating room suddenly became tense.

The results of intraoperative freezing determine what to do next.

If the report from the pathology department is malignant, it is necessary to go in along the mouth and go in for an organ-by-organ inspection.But the director of gastrointestinal surgery and Director Yang didn't know what organs to check.

"Glass change!"

The roving nurse yelled outside.

The roar came in, and the air in the operating room instantly loosened. Director Yang narrowed his eyes, and it seemed that a smiling face should appear under the mask.

"handsome!"

The assistant opposite the director of gastrointestinal surgery excitedly raised his hand and patted his chest.

Bang bang.

Because it is a sterile area, the director of gastrointestinal surgery didn't say anything, and he was also very happy.

The return of freezing during the operation was benign, and everyone was very happy.

"Warm salt water." The director of gastrointestinal surgery said heartily.

Washing and probing, although there was almost no damage, he still followed the prescribed surgical steps little by little.

Ten minutes later, after the last stitch, the director of gastrointestinal surgery turned around and stepped down.

"Dr. Xiaoji, amazing!" the director of gastrointestinal surgery said sincerely.

"Teacher, this case..."

Ji Xiang hesitated.

"What's wrong?" asked the director of gastrointestinal surgery.

"It's very rare. I want to write a paper. You are the first author. Take a doctor in my group. Do you like it?"

"What is this?" The director of gastrointestinal surgery said unhappily, "I can be the corresponding author, and you can write whatever you want. You must be the first author of the article you write, and you can read the rest yourself."

"It's embarrassing."

"Ham, our department publishes at least 20 articles with Chinese prefixes every year." The director of gastrointestinal surgery said proudly, "Dr. Xiaoji, would you like me to find a reviewer for you? I am familiar with them."

"This rare disease, I want to publish "New England." Ji Xiang said, "The Lancet is not interested in individual case reports, but "New England" often publishes similar articles."

"..."

"..."

The Director of Gastrointestinal Surgery, Director Yang, and the professors at Guantai were all stunned.

"New England"?As famous as "The Lancet", the world's top academic journal.

Ji Xiang's mind is wild enough, can't the periodicals and magazines with the Chinese prefix no longer satisfy him?

"Doctor Xiaoji, it seems difficult." The director of gastrointestinal surgery said truthfully, "It may not be possible to publish an article in a lifetime."

Ji Xiang smiled without saying a word.

(End of this chapter)