Doctor of Healing

"What are you going to do next?" Shen Lang asked.

"What do you mean."

Although "I" didn't understand, Ji Xiang understood Shen Lang's meaning in seconds.

Grandpa is already dying. At the end of his life, the three-concave sign was obvious just now, and the feeling of being out of breath is really terrific.

Living, every second is suffering for the elderly.

Although closed thoracic drainage was performed, the symptoms of dyspnea have been relieved, but that is only an emergency measure, not a cure.

The key is!
During his practice, Jixiang has seen many patients with advanced lung cancer who have a lot of pleural effusion, and the protein substances in the pleural effusion will solidify over time to form fibrous cords.

When the pleural effusion can be drawn out, the lung tissue can still maintain a certain function, providing the body with the most basic exchange of blood and oxygen.

As the fibrosis becomes more and more serious, the symptoms of dyspnea become more and more serious after the pleural effusion cannot be drawn out.

Just like the kind of breathless thing just now, it will be the norm in the near future, and it will become heavier and heavier.

Even in the end, neither chest drainage nor puncture could solve the breathing problem.

There is a complex conundrum involved here.

"Hey, haven't you seen a patient with advanced lung cancer? My mind is all muddled, and I don't think about the future at all?" Shen Lang sprayed a puff of smoke on "my" face.

"Myself" fell silent.

"Let me give you some advice."

"Brother Lang, tell me." "I" said sincerely.

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, did not speak directly, but thought for a long time.

But until the end, Shen Lang still didn't say anything, just sighed deeply, and patted "myself" on the shoulder, "I'm going back to sleep, if you need anything, just call me, my house is close."

"Brother Lang, thank you."

"You're welcome." Shen Lang took a deep look at Ji Xiang, and his eyes seemed to tell Ji Xiang that this matter should be resolved as soon as possible.

Because Ji Xiang is in the bystander mode, he doesn't have the ability to actively communicate with Shen Lang.He looked at Shen Lang silently, pampering Shen Lang's wordless statement.

"Don't be so dejected." Shen Lang said solemnly, "The overall method and principles of dealing with problems are so extreme. Congwen is an animal, why is it an animal? People know it well."

"First of all, aortic dissection itself is not an incurable disease. It's just because the boss is old and he doesn't want to suffer, so he chooses to go quietly. Anyway, I thought it was better to respect the boss at the time. Congwen was a bit troublesome. "

When Shen Lang said this, he felt very boring, and sighed deeply, "Don't talk about it, you all know it, and it won't be interesting for me to talk about it."

Looking at the back of Shen Lang leaving, "I" fell into deep thought.

Cigarettes, one after another, Ji Xiang even felt that the whole room was blue from the smoke.

Until the sky was getting dark, "I" seemed to have made up my mind, put on a white suit and walked out of the duty room.

Morphine, 5 mg intravenously.

Improvement of heart failure, coupled with sedation, the old man finally fell into a deep sleep under the action of drugs.

Looking at the red pleural fluid in the chest bottle, looking at Grandpa's sleeping face, everyone knew that there was nothing to be done.

From then on, "I" asked Director Zhou for leave directly, and stayed by the hospital bed all the time.

As long as symptoms such as dyspnea and rapid heart rate appear, the same treatment will be given.

Compared with the situation in front of him, what he encountered in empathy was nothing at all. Ji Xiang carefully compared, and his mentality was gradually reversed.

Shen Lang's meaning and the final operation of "myself" are very similar to Shen Lang's last story about the boss.

Although that matter was stopped by Director Zhou and resolved satisfactorily, it is essentially the same.

Every time he sees the state of his grandfather, Jixiang gradually calms down when he thinks about his "gaffe" during the surgery.

Compared with the parting of life and death in front of me, everything I experienced in the previous empathy is not worth mentioning.

A week later, the old man left safely, and Ji Xiang knew that the death was not caused by illness.In the case of simple lung cancer, with active treatment, grandpa may still live for a while.

But this kind of work has lost the quality of life, and it is not too much to say that it is lingering.

And this is a lingering life with no hope and no future.

Ji Xiang doesn't know whether what he did "by himself" is right or not.

At the moment when the old man's electrocardiogram straightened, Ji Xiang had an epiphany.

Before he had time to feel the mood in "myself", the light flickered in front of my eyes, and I went straight back to the operating room of the system.

"Teacher, I'm back." Ji Xiang said calmly.

One thing, one empathy, Ji Xiang seemed to grow up overnight.

"Well, figured it out?" the system npc asked.

"Teacher, I have something to do." Ji Xiang looked into the eyes of the system NPC and asked seriously.

"You said."

"It was you who had aortic dissection and chose to leave safely. In the end, did Professor Zhou go against your wishes after you drank the milk?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Yes."

"What should I think about this matter?" Ji Xiang asked a very strange question.

What should I think, the system npc seemed to be amused by this sentence, and he looked at Jixiang very kindly.

Ji Xiang didn't evade, and met the system npc's eyes.

"It's not that complicated. I know what Zhou Congwen means. If the operation is successful, I can live. If I die, I will die on the operating table, under anesthesia throughout the entire process, and I will not suffer." The system npc explained with a smile, "In short, he can Take a chance."

It was so!
It was his own thinking that was complicated, and Ji Xiang suddenly realized.

"At that time, I have eaten and seen it in my life, traveled all over the country, and seen thousands of mountains and rivers. I really can't think of any regrets. If there is any, it is beyond my personal ability. "

"My name is on the textbook, and the surgical procedure named after me is on the operating table. Countless people have lived in my life. I walked very calmly and have no regrets."

"!!!" Ji Xiang's blood was ignited by a few words from the system npc and boiled up.

"Are you okay?" The system npc no longer talked about himself, but returned to Jixiang.

"It seems to be all right." Ji Xiang grinned, moved his fingers, and made a stitching movement.

Everything is under control!
In this empathy, after more than a week of observation and thinking, I untied the knot in my heart.

"Teacher, I have another question." Ji Xiang said, "Brother Lang said that people who don't empathize with others are people with a strong heart."

"But the empathy system is set up in the system, isn't it just to make doctors empathize with patients?"

"Hehe." The system npc smiled slightly, "First of all, everything is a spiral, there are advantages and disadvantages."

"It is said that seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain is still a mountain."

Uh……

Ji Xiang was slightly taken aback.

Ji Xiang used to think that this kind of aggressive talk was nonsense.

But his own experience, coupled with the suffering in his heart, even reached the point where he could not perform surgery. Now looking back at this sentence, he has a new understanding.

"About that, you understand it right." The system NPC said, "But the system's empathy is different from what you think. It's just a by-product for you to feel the joys and sorrows of patients and their families."

"What about the original purpose?"

The system npc laughed, his stooped waist straightened a little, and he waved his hand.

Ji Xiang immediately returned to reality.

Holding the needle holder in his hand, a small hand wearing a sterile glove is reaching out.

Tang Yan patted the back of Ji Xiang's hand lightly as a sign of comfort, telling Ji Xiang to try not to be nervous and proceed with the operation smoothly.

"Huh?" Ji Xiang looked up at Tang Yan.

"Nervous? I think you usually do a good job in surgery. Why don't you just drive a car and relax?" Tang Yan narrowed her eyes and comforted Ji Xiang in a low voice.

Lin Jiuze, who was doing radiography, cast a surprised look. He stared at Ji Xiang, as if he wanted to find the answer from Ji Xiang.

"I'm fine, I just did a good job in surgery, and my driving skills are not very good." Ji Xiang took a deep breath and began to sew.

Tang Yan's mask moved, as if curling her lips.

Ji Xiang drove the car at a very fast speed, but he even said that his driving skills were not good.

The shaking hand just now has returned to normal, and Ji Xiang's movements are smooth and comfortable, even if he just looks at it, he can feel a beautiful rhythm.

"Young man, don't worry, take your time." The roving nurse watched the operation from afar and comforted Ji Xiang.

"Sister, thank you." Ji Xiang smiled.

"Ji Xiang, you should say something, I always feel that you are too nervous." Tang Yan said.

Ji Xiang looked up at the contrast image, and Hawkeye's skills had been activated.

"My mother carried photos of her and my father when they were young, and would take a look at them every time they encountered difficulties."

"Your parents' relationship is really good." Although Tang Yan didn't know why Ji Xiang said this, she still followed Ji Xiang's words.

Ji Xiang, who is visible to the naked eye, is out of order today. It is best not to put more pressure on Ji Xiang at this time.

After all, Ji Xiang should be taken care of both emotionally and rationally.

Yu Qing, comrades who have undergone so many operations and are in the same medical team, should be comforted.

Yu Li, Wenban Yama has a lot of high surgical expenses, so don't make money because of a mistake!

"Oh, it's not what you think." Ji Xiang started to sew again, neither fast nor slow, everything was just right.

"My mother told me that whenever she was in trouble, she could get motivation and comfort just by looking at this photo."

"Because my mother knew..."

"If she has the means to live with this madman for more than 20 years, she is absolutely capable of handling anything!"

"Fuck!" Tang Yan didn't expect this kind of reversal, so she cursed out of her heart.

"My dad is indeed..." Ji Xiang said while sewing, "Like when I was in school, he registered a small account and pretended to be a girl to date me online. I have never seen any parent who would do this, it is simply too much. "

"How did you survive?" Tang Yan felt that Ji Xiang was like a pure lamb, trembling in the claws of the devil.

"It doesn't have to be hard. My dad told me to accept the beatings from the society in advance. Instead of letting others beat his son, I might as well do it myself."

"!!!"

"!!!"

"!!!"

Not only Tang Yan, but also Director Liu and the professor leading the group behind him were dumbfounded by this kind of weird educational concept.

I have never heard of such a way of educating children.

Deng Chaohong pretended to be busy, performing surgery requires extremely high acting skills.He was doing unimportant work, leaving the focus to Jixiang.

This technique is simply too difficult, and Deng Chaohong never understood how to do it.

"Later, I wanted to start a business before graduation. You know what my dad said?"

"Entrepreneurship? Do you have money?" Tang Yan asked.

"I have a family fund, and my mother can also support me a little bit."

"How much is one point?"

"Not much, but my dad disagrees." Ji Xiang said while working.

Lin Jiu could clearly perceive the changes in Ji Xiang after 0.5 seconds of "Lengshen".

Before, Ji Xiang was inexplicably nervous.

After that, Ji Xiang seemed to start chatting and talking nonsense, but in fact, he returned to the previous feeling that everything was under control.

It's really strange, Lin Jiu looked at Ji Xiang carefully, but in the end he didn't see anything.

"Why don't you agree? I heard that the most prodigal way for the rich second generation is to start a business, but it seems that your parents don't care about such a small amount of money."

"I told my dad that there are many opportunities in the market, such as the Internet, Bitcoin, buying a house, Taobao, cross-border e-commerce, etc."

"Yeah, what did your dad say."

"My dad said that you also missed the opportunity to go bankrupt, such as Ezubao, Xiaohuangche, Troncoin, LeTV, P2P, etc."

"what."

"My dad told me a lot and gave countless examples. In the end, he said that the mentality of a fool like me who only sees people eating meat and doesn't see thieves being beaten, especially the idea that if you don't pick up money when you go out, throw it away. Entrepreneurship, the mentality will soon collapse.”

"It seems... what your father said makes sense."

"Of course, how about the second son of Lao Li's family, the information in his hand is first-class. At the beginning, he succeeded. He was hailed as Little Superman or something. He bought a real estate in Ginza, Tokyo. In the end, it was not his father who gave him the bottom line. .”

"Prince Wang was very successful at the beginning, but later his mother gave him the bottom line."

"My dad said that as long as you don't start a business, you will save 10 years of detours."

"Hahaha, do you want to apply for a job as a security guard?" Tang Yan asked with a smile, "It's not too difficult to find a position in the security department of our hospital. You won't take detours in your life."

Jixiang finished the operation while talking nonsense.

He felt a little pity. When he was buying cigarettes for the system npc in the mall, he saw it and recovered the potion.

It is estimated that if it is diluted and washed, Li Muzhi will be able to stand up after the operation and run for everyone to see.

It would be nice if that was the case, but it's way out of date.

The system npc will not do it either.

Ji Xiang felt a little sorry.

But this kind of surgery itself seems to have surpassed the age, but the effect is not as obvious as the potion.

I don't know when I will be able to unlock the permission to use the potion.

Ji Xiang estimated that it would be impossible in his whole life.

"Professor Deng, do you have anything to say about the location of your stitches?" Director Liu asked in a low voice behind him, looking strange.

Deng Chaohong sighed deeply, a little frustrated.

It is not very possible to perform perfectly on the operating table.

After all, the people watching the operation are not people who know nothing about medical treatment, but old fritters who have been struggling in the operating room for decades.

I have tried my best, and Jixiang's strange behavior before has attracted attention, so it is unlikely that he wants to hide the past.

Deng Chaohong didn't suspect that Ji Xiang was deliberately embarrassing himself, he knew Ji Xiang well.

Facing Director Liu's question, Deng Chaohong did not answer, but sutured with Ji Xiang step by step.

There were not many stitches needed for the Achilles tendon, and the operation was over in 10 minutes.

After sewing the tendon, Deng Chaohong glanced at Ji Xiang, turned around and stepped off the stage, and Ji Xiang was in charge of sewing the skin.

This is also what junior doctors must do.

"Professor Deng, I don't understand the operation." Director Liu said bluntly.

Deng Chaohong smiled, shouldn't he not understand.I have followed dozens of similar operations, but I still don't understand it now.

"The operation is actually not difficult. There are a small amount of blood capillaries in the Achilles tendon."

Deng Chaohong began to tell Director Liu about the relevant content.

Deng Chaohong couldn't do the operation, but he memorized every scientific research article of Ji Xiang.At this time, they all moved out, and they spoke clearly and logically.

Director Liu was a little confused.

"Professor Deng, why did you start asking your assistant to do the stitching? Your assistant doesn't seem to be very skilled." Professor Dai Group next to Director Liu asked.

"Xiaoji? His level isn't too high?" Deng Chaohong smiled, "Boss Qin Chuqin, who is daring in the capital city, wanted to accept Xiaoji as a closed disciple last year."

Hearing this gossip, the pupils of Director Liu and Professor Dai Group shrank almost at the same time, turning into pinpoints.

Boss Qin, who is daring in the devil's capital, has heard about everything, but after all, he can't see it, so everyone hears that it's just some scaly claws, and it's too psychedelic to believe it.

But who Qin Chu is and what state he is in now, everyone can see clearly.

Director Liu suddenly became curious.

"Professor Deng, this way please." Director Liu politely invited Deng Chaohong to the locker room, ready to ask in detail.

Deng Chaohong breathed a sigh of relief.

There are so many stories about Xiaoji, and you can prove that you are doing the right thing by just picking out one or two.

They left, Lin Jiuze and Zhao Zhe finished the radiography, Zhao Zhe pressed to stop the bleeding, and Lin Jiuze came behind Ji Xiang.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, what happened to you just now?" Lin Jiuze asked seriously, "Why do I feel that you were under a lot of psychological pressure at the beginning, so that the operation went out of shape."

Faced with Lin Jiuze's question, Ji Xiang did not avoid talking about it.

"I talked with Neymar." Ji Xiang said, "Athletes are all in the same mental state and want to achieve results. Although Li Muzhi and Neymar have very different reputations and statuses, they have a deep desire for results it's the same."

"I was also moved by Neymar's emotions. I didn't feel anything at the time, until the time I faced Li Muzhi, I aroused that kind of thought."

Jixiang's simple description is half-truth and half-false.

Lin Jiu sighed, "It's not suitable to be a doctor if you are too delicate."

"Hehe, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain is still a mountain." Ji Xiang brought out the words of the system NPC and told Lin Jiuze.

Lin Jiu was taken aback.

"The operation is over, Dr. Zhao."

"Well, I'm here." Zhao Zhe replied honestly.

"You can talk to them about the details of postoperative recovery. They are all professional athletes, and they should have their own set of things."

"It should be, I'll go and tell them." Zhao Zhe responded.

It will take some time for the postoperative treatment to be effective, and Ji Xiang does not dream of using the medicine in the system mall for Li Muzhi.

After sending Li Muzhi back, Ji Xiang heaved a sigh of relief.

Thinking back on all the things he had during the operation now, Ji Xiang still feels like he had a dream.

I don't know how to do surgery anymore, it's a joke to say it, but this joke happened to me.

This experience made Ji Xiang clearly feel that he has grown.

Perhaps, this is the analgesia that maturity must experience.Fortunately, the operation was not delayed. If, as the system NPC said, the doctor who was dealing with esophageal cancer had anastomotic leakage, accidents happened one after another, Ji Xiang didn't know if he could bear this kind of blow.

Just go through.

After the operation, Ji Xiang was not interested in the courtesy of the local hospital, and he and Lin Jiu were absent from dinner at night.

If Ji Xiang had a choice, he would rather accompany Meng Qingfei on duty.

The next day, the medical team flew back to the provincial capital.

After getting off the plane, Ji Xiang saw Director Bai standing at the airport pick-up gate to greet him when he got out of the station.

"Director Bai, why are you here?" Ji Xiang was a little surprised.

"Professor Ji returned with a flying knife, shouldn't it be right for me to pick it up?"

"..." Ji Xiang was sweating, a little at a loss.

He knew Director Bai well, and he knew how scary this person was.

Although Ji Xiang is not afraid, he doesn't want to provoke this man.What did I do wrong?Ji Xiang immediately began to recall.

"An expert contacted the hospital, and the dean gave it to me." Director Bai only joked, and then said, "Dr. Merz, an expert in sports medicine, do you understand?"

Ji Xiang shook his head.

Lin Jiuze's brows were furrowed.

From the corner of Director Bai's eyes, he noticed the change in Lin Jiuze's expression. He looked down at the ground and asked, "Professor Lin, do you know him?"

"Well, Dr. Merz voted against me when Mass General hired me last year."

"Oh." Director Bai suddenly understood why.

As long as there are people, there are rivers and lakes, but the rules of the rivers and lakes are a little different.

"Wenbanyama performed the first operation in Boston, and the surgeon should have a relationship with Dr. Merz, so they did not understand Wenbanyama's second operation in the Malay provincial capital."

Lin Jiu said it politely, but Director Bai immediately realized what happened.

"So that's the case, Professor Lin, how is Dr. Merz's level?"

"It's quite high. Their medical team belongs to the top sports medicine team in Massachusetts. Because I had a conflict with the appointment of a doctor in the imaging department, there were some small conflicts."

Small conflict?
Although Lin Jiuze said it lightly, Director Bai knew all too well what kind of bloody storm was going on.

Every director of every department and every professor who leads a group in almost all hospitals in China has a similar story, but the protagonists of the stories are different, and the degree of tragedy of the struggle is also different.

Director Bai knew of the cruelest time, when two candidates for department directors fought directly, and one of them was beaten into a cerebral hemorrhage, leaving him permanently disabled.

As for the consequences... it's hard to say.

Until now Director Bai has not figured out how the one who injured someone escaped from prison and became the director smoothly.

Based on the medical level of Massachusetts General Hospital, it is estimated that the level of bloody professors they hire is not inferior to that in China, or even surpassed.

Seems to be having trouble.