Doctor of Healing

Chapter 729 Keeping pace with the times
After finding the diagnosis and the cause, Ji Xiang was relieved.

After communicating with the patient's family, Meng Qingfei then gave diagnostic treatment.

Jixiang did not go directly, but waited for the results of diagnostic treatment.Although he knew that there was a high probability that the diagnosis was correct, Jixiang still had an obsessive-compulsive disorder and insisted on seeing a piece of paper.

Meng Qingfei was very happy. Although he didn't say anything to Ji Xiang, he hummed a little tune.

In the inaudible voice, there is joy and joy.

"Mr. Meng, when did you start seeing a doctor online." Ji Xiang and the system NPC asked after reporting.

"That was many years ago. One day a patient came to the doctor and said a lot of plausible things. I felt strange at the time, so I asked for details."

"Later, I found out that he searched the Internet, thought he was cancer, and even wrote his will."

"!!!"

"I was curious at the time, so I went up to take a look. At that time, many things were not healthy and I couldn't get them. But after a few years, I gradually got used to turning on my phone when the diagnosis was unclear."

"What do we call this? It's called advancing with the times."

Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei's proud expression and scratched his head.

"Mr. Meng, these things are actually written in the books."

"I can't memorize it." Meng Qingfei gestured, and made a "body-length" movement, "Here, at least three people of the same height, with so many books, how can I memorize them."

Ji Xiang thinks about it, it seems to be the same.

Even if you memorize it, it is difficult to find what you need in the vast content in a hurry.

The human brain is not a computer after all.

Even if you go online to see a doctor, you still need search terms.

"Damn, look at you, do you really think you can do anything? Let me give you an example." Meng Qingfei laughed, "Back when you, Brother Meng, and I were straight men of steel, we went to the movies with the girls we were chasing after college. .”

"It was hard to ask her out. We were relatively conservative at that time, and only about a quarter of us had friends in college."

Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei with a smile and listened to his storytelling.

"My mind was bright back then, which is different from now. The movie was a horror movie. Insects that were about the size of a person flew towards me, and they bit people when they came up. The scared girls came to my side directly."

"It's like telling a ghost story?"

"Hey, guess what you, Brother Meng, and I did."

"Of course, hug directly." Ji Xiang said, "If you don't want to touch your head, don't be afraid, the worst thing is to hold hands."

"Well, this is the gap. Back then, I knew how to show off my memory. I told the girl, what's so scary about it? It's impossible for an insect to grow so big, because it doesn't have the heart of a mammal to deconstruct, and the blood can't carry oxygen. Oxygen circulation can only rely on the natural diffusion of air in the body, so they will die before they grow so large."

"This is really scary." Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei and sighed.

"That's right." Meng Qingfei also sighed, "It's been many years, and now my memory can't do it forever, but I still remember this scene."

"It's okay, it's not a pity. In fact, if I were to ask, I would probably say similar things."

"Huh?" Meng Qingfei was taken aback.

"The most basic knowledge of physics and mathematics can also lead to similar conclusions.

Strength comes from muscles, and the size of the strength depends on the area of ​​the cross-sectional area of ​​the muscles. Simply put, the thicker the arm, the stronger it is, not the longer it is, the stronger it is.

The proportional magnification becomes 2 times, the cross-sectional area becomes 4 times, but the volume becomes 8 times.If it is changed by 10 times, the cross-sectional area will be changed by 100 times, but the volume will be changed by 1000 times.

Therefore, if a mosquito becomes 100 times its original size, it is estimated to be only 20 centimeters high. Although its strength becomes 10000 times, its weight becomes 1000000 times. Let alone fly, it may not even be able to stand up. "

"But I'm just scared."

Ji Xiang said, holding his right hand with his left hand.

"Then she took your hand."

"..."

"If you don't meet, it's bad luck. I don't blame you, Mr. Meng."

Meng Qingfei looked at Ji Xiang carefully, and finally confirmed that this guy was not Yin Yang himself.

"You really know how to comfort people." Meng Qingfei laughed, "Xiaoji, are you sure that what you just said didn't have any murderous elements?"

Ji Xiang thought about it carefully.

"Don't talk about that." Meng Qingfei didn't care about Ji Xiang's "killing people", so he changed the subject to avoid Ji Xiang's embarrassment.

Straight men of steel, they are all like this, I will definitely think so when I am as old as Ji Xiang.

What is empathetic, what is sitting and talking, these things are like fairy tales that only exist in the beautiful imagination.

Ji Xiang is young, just wait until he is a few years older.

"Didn't I write a paper for Internal Medicine Lao He some time ago, and I have a clue."

"I heard from Mr. He that the manufacturer helped to operate it and it will be published soon."

"Yes!" Meng Qingfei was a little excited, "Good luck, quite good."

"Congratulations, Mr. Meng, you shouldn't have your name on the thesis."

"What are you thinking? Lao He gave me a sum of money. I bought the first work, and I bought the second work." Meng Qingfei said, "The point is, this thing takes too long and is very troublesome. By the way, Xiaoji, don't underestimate it." Papers, don't think this thing is useless."

"Don't be as arrogant as I was when I was young. I don't have any talent. Now that I think about it, it's all done by myself."

"Yeah." Ji Xiang followed Meng Qingfei's words, "I've been writing papers, and I've published a lot of them. Teacher Meng, if you need anything, just say so, don't be polite."

"A lot?" Meng Qingfei froze for a moment.

He knew that Ji Xiang had published papers in top journals, but what did many mean!
"Thirteen articles, and two more are under review."

Meng Qingfei frowned, staring at Ji Xiang firmly.

"Teacher Meng, what's the matter?"

"Is it a journal with a Chinese prefix? You went to the south and met a certain academician? It's impossible. The academician said hello, and if he can give one or two articles, it is enough to save face. The page has been booked out, and I want to add it. Difficult."

"They are all sci articles. I like papers with an impact factor of 20 or more. I am not interested in papers with a low impact factor. If I want to talk about things in the future, it will not be very useful, so I gave up."

"..."

If Meng Qingfei had been a few years younger, he would have grabbed Ji Xiang by the collar, pressed him against the wall and beat him up.

"Chinese General Surgery", the top domestic journal of his specialty, one paper is enough for a doctor in a city-level tertiary hospital to be promoted for a lifetime, and the impact factor is only 0.89, not even 1.

And the difficulty of this thing increases geometrically.

Ji Xiang unexpectedly!

How much, and fast!
The key is why so fast?

Meng Qingfei was a little puzzled.

At this time, Lin Jiuze was as puzzled as Meng Qingfei.

(End of this chapter)