Doctor of Healing

Chapter 708 Old Wangtou, still alive!

After many days, Ji Xiang gradually understood the meaning of the system.

Professor Zhou taught himself how to perform heart surgery. There are not many opportunities like this!

It turned out to be like this, this is the system opening the back door for itself!

The cardiac surgery department here not only performs surgical operations, but also handles cardiac interventional operations.

Circulatory Medicine is relatively weak, at least in front of Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou.

Ji Xiang seized the time to learn interventional cardiac surgery and surgery with Zhou Congwen. Ji Xiang was very happy to see the value on the skill table soaring.

It's cool to bring a plug-in, the system npc and Professor Zhou often open the back door for themselves, especially this time, don't be too obvious.

Ji Xiang didn't even want to go back.

After a full month, one day, after the operation was over, Zhou Congwen shouted, "What's for lunch? I'm going to order something."

"Director Zhou, five hamburgers, six chicken rolls and twelve egg tarts. By the way, eight chicken drumsticks, all in large portions!" The nurse replied.

"Coke with ice?"

"No Coke, just lose weight."

"Pfft." Ji Xiang laughed.

That's it, how about losing weight?
The nurses in the operating room are all fat, and Ji Xiang knows that this is a kind of overworked obesity.

Shen Lang turned around and took off his clothes, he said furtively, "Xiaoji, I'll wait for you in the locker room later."

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment, what did Shen Lang do with him?
Is there any problem with today's surgery?

His level of cardiac interventional surgery has improved rapidly. Although he can't keep up with Shen Lang, he is almost the same.

This is still the result of the inability to use Ming Dynasty Qiuhao in the system.

Still, Ji Xiang nodded.

Through this period of contact, Ji Xiang felt much better towards Shen Lang.

This guy is willing to gossip, and other than that, a pure good guy.

He rests every day, doesn't play games, doesn't eat and drink, and is not a fisherman, but writes novels at home with a notebook.

He is a pure person.

And Shen Lang's technical level can't be said to be very high, after all, there is Professor Zhou in charge, but at least it can be said that it is not bad.

After sending the patient back, Ji Xiang went back to the locker room and saw Shen Lang smoking a cigarette with a deep expression on his face.

"Brother Lang, I did a beautiful operation today!" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

"Let me tell you, the old Wangtou is not dead." Shen Lang said in a low voice.

"!!!"

A thunderbolt exploded above Jixiang's head.

Old Wangtou was discharged from the hospital automatically for a month, and Ji Xiang had already forgotten about him, and Shen Lang only reacted when he said Ji Xiang.

not dead? !
Empathy is not over yet?No wonder the empathy didn't end this time, it turned out that it wasn't over yet.

But... the old Wangtou can't die!

When Lao Wangtou was automatically discharged from the hospital, all indicators were extremely poor, and the medicine could no longer be maintained. At that time, there were only two situations-either go to the ICU to maintain the vital signs with machines such as ventilator and ecmo; or go home and wait for death.

The old Wangtou's grandson chose to go home and wait for death.

As far as that indicator is concerned, Jixiang thinks it is a small miracle that Wangtou can live for 24 hours after being discharged from the hospital automatically. If he can live for 48 hours, the ancestral graves are full of smoke.

But the old Wangtou has lived for more than a month and has not died yet. Is this the rhythm of building trees growing on their ancestral graves?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!
"You don't believe it." Shen Lang's expression was a little gloomy, only his eyes were shining, and it was full of yearning for gossip.

Even Ji Xiang felt that Shen Lang didn't care at all compared to the gloomy and weird legend of absorbing other people's longevity. He cared more about this gossip.

"Of course I don't believe it, Brother Lang." Ji Xiang said, "The patient has blood samples every day before discharge, respiratory alkalosis, metabolic acidosis, renal failure, respiratory failure, heart failure. Which of these is fatal."

"Yeah, I don't understand either." Shen Lang held a cigarette between his fingers, and sat under the [No Smoking] sign, frowning and thinking.

"Brother Lang, did you see it with your own eyes? Are you sure?"

"I didn't see it with my own eyes. I'm going to see it today." Shen Lang said, "There is an old patient near Old Wangtou's house. I called him and specifically told me to tell me any information about Old Wangtou."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was speechless to Shen Lang's persistence.

Moreover, he has a wide network of contacts, so he can find someone to monitor him.

"Retired personnel, you also know that they have high retirement status and don't need to pay for hospitalization. Others are envious."

Ji Xiang didn't understand, he nodded, and wrote down Shen Lang's words for later pondering.

"Actually, I wasn't the one who contacted the patient. He contacted me to ask about the situation of Old Wangtou."

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm jealous." Shen Lang said, "I'll ask him to take a look for me by the way."

"and after?"

"Later, word of mouth spread in the community that he lived in the old community of the unit, and he was basically a former colleague. Everyone was familiar with him and was jealous. He said that the old Wangtou must have died long ago. His grandson just didn't report, and he was empty every month. rate."

Jixiang didn't know anything about it, and he learned about what it means to be paid for nothing.

Although Shen Lang described the situation of empty pay in the hospital, he was different from Zhao Zhe, his attention was always on the old Wangtou, and he didn't digress.

"The rumors of this matter are getting more and more outrageous, and even the people in the unit have to check the situation."

"But last night, Old Wangtou's grandson pushed Old Wangtou out for a walk."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was dumbfounded.

Whether it is respiratory alkalosis, metabolic acidosis, or other organ failure, which one is fatal.

That's it!

The old Wangtou can last a month!

"I suspect that the old Wangtou's grandson is going to die." Shen Lang said with a sigh.

Ji Xiang forced a smile, his smile was stiff and a little embarrassed, "Brother Lang, do you really think that the old king's head can attract people's life?"

"Do you have any other explanation? With that indicator, can you live for a month? If you let Congwen take care of it, you won't be able to live that long."

"..."

Ji Xiang was speechless.

With so many fatal diseases, it is a miracle that I can live for a month without the intervention and treatment of doctors in the hospital.
"I have no other explanation. I told you before that there are still 7 points as a joke."

Shen Lang frowned tightly, smoking a cigarette one mouthful at a time.

"During the old Wangtou's hospitalization, you can see how many medicines I adjusted every day. My level is not low, at least higher than the general level of ICU directors in the local area."

"Besides, there are also instructions from the text."

"It's a bit bragging to say that our medical level is the first in the country, but there is absolutely no problem in the top five."

"That's it. I tried my best to manage it. How can he survive after returning home. Xiaoji, tell me, is there any other explanation for not absorbing people's longevity?"

Shen Lang said a series of words.

This time, even Jixiang's three views began to waver.

"Besides, the old patient said that seeing the old Wangtou's grandson, Wang Quan, looked pale and pale. He probably won't live long after being sucked in."

(End of this chapter)