Doctor of Healing

"Director Wang?" Ji Xiang frowned and thought.

This should be the meat of the show, and it is also the point where the system npc makes himself empathize.But Ji Xiang always felt that Director Wang was very familiar, as if he had seen him somewhere.

But with Jixiang's photographic memory, he couldn't remember it at all.

"You definitely don't know, let me tell you, when I passed by the basketball court a few days ago, I saw Director Wang chatting very cordially with Dr. Liu from the internal medicine department. It must be tricky to look like that."

"I predict……"

As Shen Lang spoke, his expression became more and more serious.

Ji Xiang didn't bother Shen Lang.

"Do you know what it means to mix sand?" Shen Lang asked.

Ji Xiang nodded, "Get someone else to come, and then pretend that the matter doesn't exist. If there is a shortage of people in the emergency department in the future, ask someone to help, just let..."

Speaking of this, Ji Xiang was taken aback suddenly.

What Ji Xiang said earlier was very natural, and everything was logical, but when it came to supporting the emergency department, he immediately thought of Meng Qingfei.

Mr. Meng Qingfei is a high-level, humble person. He can't say a word about patients, but it is undeniable that he is a very good doctor.

Even Meng Qingfei can be said to be the most responsible and clear doctor Jixiang has ever met.

But it is this kind of doctor who graduated from a prestigious school who has spent so many years in the emergency department, and now all the young people's spirits have been ground into scum.

For a moment, Ji Xiang had some understanding.

"Yes!" Shen Lang patted his thigh, "Director Wang has started to find someone to fill the gap after Congwen left, and the next step is to kick Congwen to the emergency department!"

"Uh……"

"Look, Congwen will definitely be kicked to the emergency department soon. I was chatting with Wang Qiang once, and he said that he wanted Congwen to go to the medical department to practice. How stupid is he. He's not the director yet. They are all little doctors, yet they are so arrogant and domineering." Shen Lang said jokingly in a low voice.

"The medical department is not good enough, and if Congwen has a firm foothold in the medical department, Corey can't stand anyone who comes to check the medical records to pick and choose. And can I tell you this? He thinks about it too much, What are you talking about, Brother Lang." Ji Xiang followed Shen Lang's words.

"Yes, look at what I said, Wang Qiang is not as good as you." Shen Lang said, "Although the medical department is bad, it has the right to monitor the clinical departments. How could Director Wang arrange Congwen to such a critical place?" Son."

"The emergency department must be the emergency department. I'll remind Congwen. No, there must be other places that are more dangerous, such as flood fighting in summer. I heard from the old doctor that mosquitoes are everywhere when I go to fight floods." , and once you meet on the front line..."

Shen Lang said, stubbed out the cigarette, and stood up all at once.

"Brother Lang!" Ji Xiang called to stop Shen Lang.

"what happened?"

Ji Xiang saw Shen Lang's anxious face, his thoughts flashed, he organized his thoughts, and then asked.

"Brother Lang, let's assume a scenario. It's like an air embolism encountered during the operation today. The superior will not treat it, but if you understand, then what should you do?"

Ji Xiang felt that the topic was a bit far away, so he brought it back by himself.

As long as he meets Shen Lang, he will always say countless messy things, Ji Xiang is also very helpless.

After Shen Lang heard Ji Xiang's question, he thought for a few seconds and scratched his head helplessly.

"Xiaoji, this question is too difficult, first..."

Shen Lang began to prepare a long speech again.

Ji Xiang interrupted Shen Lang, "Brother Lang, objective things exist, if it were you, what would you do. To put it simply, just say what you are going to do."

Shen Lang was stunned, looking like he was substituting himself in according to what Ji Xiang said.

As if under a petrification spell, he became a sculpture, motionless, and even his breath gradually disappeared.

This is delusional.

Ji Xiang was not in a hurry, and silently waited for Shen Lang to give him an answer.

Indeed, this question is a bit difficult.

Professor Zhou's way of dealing with problems is one, and the way he handles problems is also one.

There is also the way of keeping silent and determined not to offend others.

As for the life and death of the patient, it seems that it has nothing to do with his own future, let alone offend the chief director.

It's just that I don't know how Shen Lang will choose.

Although Shen Lang didn't speak, Ji Xiang noticed that his expression was ever-changing.

Sometimes resolute, sometimes embarrassed, sometimes with a flattering smile, sometimes full of anger.

After a full 5 minutes, Shen Lang shook his head.

"I can not do it."

"Ah?!" Ji Xiang was surprised.

This is not the Shen Lang that Ji Xiang knew, Brother Lang.

"I can't gamble with my future for the rest of my life." Shen Lang sighed, "Why don't you say that Cong Wen has already broken the pot? He looks like he has a good temper, but he is actually a stubborn donkey."

"But if you don't act, the patient will die."

Shen Lang no longer answered Ji Xiang's question, he looked out of the window silently, feeling a little depressed.

At this moment, the door of the duty room was pushed open, and Wang Qiang walked in.

After he came in, he threw a few pieces of paper on the desk in the duty room, and there was a "pop", Shen Lang seemed to be dispelled of magic, and suddenly became agile.

"Zhou Congwen is really too much. He is arrogant and domineering when he knows how to order something. This is because he can't do the surgery. If he really wants to know how to do the surgery, he will be afraid of going to heaven!" Wang Qiang opened his mouth and cursed after entering the door.

"Why didn't you say it on the operating table, it's meaningless to say it in front of us now. How about I go and call Congwen?" Ji Xiang couldn't hold back the restlessness in his heart, and went straight to him.

"!!!" Wang Qiang stared at Ji Xiang in a daze, almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"The patient seems to be fine." Shen Lang said word by word, "That means there is nothing wrong with Congwen's rescue. As long as the patient is safe, everything will be fine, and everyone will have less trouble. This is a good thing, Wang Qiang."

"You guys!" Wang Qiang looked at Shen Lang and Ji Xiang angrily, thinking that they didn't agree with him, "The department has its own rules, otherwise it's all messed up? Do you think Master really can't rescue air embolism?"

"Well, I don't think he will. If he could, he would have started it long ago, and he can't wait for Congwen to make a move." Ji Xiang didn't back down at all, and blocked Wang Qiang's mouth again.

"..."

"Deep vein puncture to extract the air in the heart, I think it's amazing." Shen Lang also said, but he didn't mention Director Wang, "Wang Qiang, don't be angry, I'll tell you something."

Shen Lang's breath suddenly became active, and he smiled and pulled Wang Qiang to sit down.

He didn't shy away from Ji Xiang. When Wang Qiang looked confused, Shen Lang said with a smile, "Look at you, we are all brothers behind closed doors. I always count on you to take care of me as the director in the future."

Hearing what Shen Lang said, Wang Qiang looked much better.Out of the corner of his eye, he glanced at Ji Xiang, full of disdain and hatred.

Ji Xiang sighed inwardly.

How naive and naive it is to say this, it's really hard for Shen Lang to dare to say it, and it's hard for Wang Qiang to dare to believe it.

"I was terrified during the operation, so I slipped away." Shen Lang didn't shy away from it, and said his fault first.

"Cut, you are the only one who is timid."

"Wang Qiang, let me ask you, what will happen if the patient dies on the operating table in an accident?" Shen Lang asked a serious question.

"..."

"Let me tell you, if that's the case, now that the patient's family members are making trouble outside and the master is struggling to cope, you will be called away by the medical department. And! When the master is free tonight, he will look through your medical records."

"!!!"

"I looked through the medical records as soon as I left. Let's just say, who can write medical records without any problems? Can't write medical records, can't you find faults?"

"It's not that your medical records are not well written, but that it's the same for anyone else."

"At that time, just find any fault, and the master will push the responsibility on you..."

Shen Lang said leisurely.

Is this sowing discord?Ji Xiang looked at Shen Lang deeply.

Unexpectedly, brother lang even ordered this skill.

Although a little naive, it was enough to deal with Wang Qiang.

"Impossible!" Wang Qiang said angrily.

"Downstairs is the obstetrics and gynecology department. The patient's family has been arguing for a month. How is Director Shen? Are you putting all the blame on the doctor in charge of the bed? He is making trouble under our noses every day. Why do you pretend not to see it?" What?" Shen Lang Sensen gave an example.

Wang Qiang shuddered.

Ji Xiang tried his best to recall what obstetrics and gynecology was, but Shen Lang continued, "I just don't understand, why are you so confused about something that should be happy for everyone!"

"As everyone likes it, the earth won't turn around without Zhou Congwen?"

"Of course the earth will turn, but the patient must die on the operating table. After we get down, we have nothing to eat. I am a deserter, but I am not a bed doctor, nor a surgeon, nor a first aid. Most of the responsibility is still yours. "

"We are here in the same class, and we are brothers. Let me tell you something from the bottom of my heart. Don't think that Master can take care of you in small things, and he will do the same in big things."

"Hey."

Shen Lang spoke continuously, fanning the Yin Feng to light the will-o'-the-wisp, with a noisy sound coming from downstairs in the background.

Ji Xiang looked down the window and saw a group of family members of the patients holding a horizontal banner, on which the words "regardless of human life" could be vaguely seen.

"As long as the patient is fine, that's the best, really Wang Qiang." Shen Lang said, "I've said a lot, and I'm treating you as my big brother. Think about it carefully."

After finishing speaking, Shen Lang stood up, patted Wang Qiang's shoulder vigorously, then turned and went out.

Ji Xiang laughed heartily.

Shen Lang obviously favored Professor Zhou, and he hammered a nail between Wang Qiang and Director Wang.

Although the method is very naive, it is absolutely impossible for young people in their 20s to be perfect in their eagerness.

Ji Xiang watched Shen Lang stop the young Professor Zhou from a distance, and whispered something.

From his expression and movements, Ji Xiang could tell what Shen Lang was talking about.

But the young Professor Zhou didn't care at all, he just smiled and comforted Shen Lang a few words.

Ji Xiang had a thought, and finally had to ask Professor Zhou about this matter.

But soon Jixiang saw a family member of a patient smiling and sending a banner.

After seeing this scene, Shen Lang's eyebrows almost twisted into a hemp ball.

"It's really messing up." Shen Lang cursed in a low voice behind no one, "Congwen's luck is really bad."

Ji Xiang watched this scene with a smile.

After get off work, the young Professor Zhou changed clothes and hurried to go home, but Ji Xiang stopped her.

"So urgent, where is your girlfriend waiting for you?"

"Ha, that's right, I have nothing to say to you guys without girlfriends." Zhou Congwen laughed.

"Congwen, I have something to ask you." Ji Xiang pulled Zhou Congwen to the fire escape.

"Ask what?" Zhou Congwen joked.

"You scolded the director like a dog on the operating table today, what's next?"

Zhou Congwen looked Ji Xiang up and down, "The director has been offended like this, is there any future? You don't think that the director will raise his hands and surrender if he has a high level of technology."

"..."

Zhou Congwen's way of speaking is different from Shen Lang's.

Ji Xiangming knew that he was talking ironically, but he didn't know how to refute it.

"The patient's condition is stable. I've just seen it. Aren't we doctors treating diseases and saving lives? Why do we think so much about other things?"

"Congwen, you defecate while standing on the prostate of morality, do you know I'm underneath?" Ji Xiang asked.

It does feel strange to call Professor Zhou, whom I have always admired, Congwen.

"Isn't it?" Zhou Congwen looked at Ji Xiang with a smile, "Xiaoji, you think too much."

"No, no, Congwen, I want to ask you something."

"You said."

"Why did you knock the director away when the patient suddenly had an air embolism?"

"Because he doesn't know how to rescue, so why ask such a simple question?"

"But I heard you scolding him."

"That's what they think about. If I don't scold him, he will come up to me in the next second. It's an air embolism, and time is like gold. The first step is to shock the audience and direct the rescue superiors Doctors naturally have the posture of a superior doctor." Zhou Congwen said.

That's not what Ji Xiang wanted to hear.

He stared blankly at the righteous Zhou Congwen.

Facing Professor Zhou, who crushed him with his technical level and stood on the prostate of morality, Ji Xiang really felt that he couldn't talk today.

"Stupid." Zhou Congwen said contemptuously, "What are you thinking?"

"Ah, you know what I'm thinking?" Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"Of course." Zhou Congwen said, "Aren't you slandering me in your heart, so you know how to say those high-sounding big words?"

"..."

"You have to be confident when you are against a superior leader." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Let me tell you something."

Ji Xiang pricked up his ears.

"Take it as a story."

"Ok!"

"There is a research institute that is responsible for part of the work of rockets going up to the sky. The leader, who doesn't understand farts, is not as good as old Wang Chengfa."

"For ten thousand yuan a month, he does all the work, and the researcher is happy and happy. But he is always bullied, and gradually he feels unbalanced."

"Later, he offered to resign, and the leader let him go without even thinking about it."

"Working in a private enterprise, the annual salary is more than one million, and the treatment is much better than that in the scientific research institute. After that, the country failed to launch two rockets in a row, and the root cause was that the able-bodied people in the institute were run away by the leaders. .”

"..." Ji Xiang remembered something.

He looked at Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou in surprise. It is said that this incident has not happened at this point in time.

But why does Professor Zhou know?
But Ji Xiang quickly found the answer for himself—this is a world that empathizes with him.

"As a doctor, we can just focus on the present. My situation is quite special. I suddenly encountered a problem that Wang Chengfa couldn't solve, so I had to do it. And the disease is more difficult, and he can't deal with it."

"Yes, yes, Congwen, that's the situation." Ji Xiang quickly grabbed Zhou Congwen's words, "Is there any other way besides being stubborn?"

"You don't owe the Tathagata, you don't owe the Qing, you try to solve the problem by slickness, basically it doesn't exist. Unless, your superiors treat you very well and indulge you in everything."

"Let me teach you, first of all, you must ensure that the communication channel between you and the leaders above is smooth."

"Like what?"

Zhou Congwen gave Ji Xiang a vicious look.

"Of course it's the medical department, the medical department. They are the Jinyiwei of the hospital. You should at least have a good relationship with their staff."

"What to do, the situation is not certain, I'm just giving a general idea."

Next, Zhou Congwen told Ji Xiang the importance of the medical department to clinicians.

"Is that all right? Congwen, will people look down on us at all." Ji Xiang felt that what Zhou Congwen said was unrealistic.

"Ha, why are you so confused?"

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"What is the basis for us to say this?" Zhou Congwen asked, but before Ji Xiang answered, he gave the answer, "How many people can successfully rescue air embolism clinically?"

Ji Xiang shook his head.

"It's like the technician I just mentioned, the rocket launch fails without him."

"You have to have this kind of ability, but all the people in the medical department who are a little serious have to protect you."

"!!!"

Director Bai appeared in front of Ji Xiang.

"I can solve air embolism, not to brag, but any medical chief with a little medical knowledge knows how much trouble I can help them solve."

"Most of the things in the world are carried by people in bridal sedan chairs. I can solve the troubles and watch the patients die just to hide my clumsiness and to save face for Wang Chengfa?"

Zhou Congwen's words completely blew away the fog in Ji Xiang's mind.

Indeed, just like what Zhou Congwen said.

He dared to hate Wang Chengfa, and even called the director a dog on the operating table. The foundation lies in his level.

Zhou Congwen gave that example, but later it seemed that the research institute recruited people back and talked about confidentiality agreements.

It is estimated that the leader approved the resignation too quickly at that time, violating the confidentiality agreement, and the group of "leaders" did not dare to say more about such things.

Whether it is Zhou Congwen or Zhang Xiaoping, they all have their own abilities.

Of course, this skill has to stand the test.Professor Zhou can rescue the air embolism, and blindly send the deep vein puncture tube to the heart without conditions, and then pump out the air.

Without Zhang Xiaoping, rocket launches did fail in succession.

Ji Xiang suddenly thought clearly.

"Go back and memorize the textbook first, and then if you are interested, come to my house."

"Go to your home?"

"I'll teach you how to grind eggs." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "However, the first step is that you memorize all the textbooks of your height."

"Okay!" Ji Xiang said without hesitation.

Zhou Congwen was slightly taken aback.

He looked at Jixiang curiously.

Memorizing all the textbooks of equal height is a headache for almost all doctors, and it is a bit difficult for others.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xiang would come down without hesitation.

"I'll recite it backwards. It's hard to say if I recite it backwards, but if you find a sentence in Congwen, I can recite it along with it."

"That's it, okay?"

"Okay!" Zhou Congwen responded without hesitation.

Seeing Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou waving goodbye and striding away, Ji Xiang gradually lost his mind.

There are not many people who can do this, so the young Professor Zhou dared to kill the old director directly on the operating table.

What about yourself?
Ji Xiang was thinking, and suddenly the light flickered in front of his eyes, and he returned to the operating room of the system.

"Teacher, don't!" Ji Xiang said anxiously.

"Grinding eggshells is a long-lasting skill, and it doesn't make sense for you to follow literature." The system npc laughed.

"I probably understand, teacher." Ji Xiang said, "Looking at it now, my luck is quite good."

"Luck is always important." The system npc said lightly, "I'll tell you something."

"Teacher, say it."

"Some small things in the department are always small things, you can do whatever you want. When I was 40 years old, I went abroad to participate in the annual meeting of the world's thoracic surgery. At that time, I risked the world's shame and denied the operation of cutting the internal thoracic artery. .”

"!!!"

"Although it's not about curing diseases and saving lives, it's about doing something at the root."

"Teacher, it's amazing."

"Hehe, once your academic level has reached, you will know that it will be difficult when you face top doctors with all kinds of skin in the world and countless doubts."

"Difficult? Shouldn't everyone be very pleased?" Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"I smashed everyone's blame back then." The system npc said lightly.

"!!!"

Ji Xiang instantly understood the meaning of the system npc.

Once a surgical procedure that is regarded as the golden rule by everyone is to be denied, the patients who have been treated before will become wrong treatments.

Only God knows how big of a backlash this will spark.

Zhou Congwen only needs to face the pressure of the old director for emergency treatment of air embolism; but the system NPC is facing the pressure of the world's top doctors.

Here is what the system npc originally wanted to tell me!
Ji Xiang got it right, he looked at the system npc cautiously, and nodded slowly.

"Specifically, I won't go into details. To be a human being, you must always have a bit of vigor, fuck it!" The system npc suddenly said a curse word.

"Damn!" Ji Xiang clenched his fists, "Damn it!"

The system npc looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

"I probably understand." Ji Xiang said, "Teacher, if I really have such a day, I will definitely live up to your hopes."

"Will do."

"Then I'll go first." Ji Xiang bowed deeply to the system NPC.

Leaving the operating room of the system, Ji Xiang sat in the fire escape and first recalled the empathetic experience.

This time the experience was still centered on Shen Lang, and Professor Zhou was just a background.

Ji Xiang even had some doubts. The empathy system was not created by Professor Zhou, but by Shen Lang.

Otherwise, why did Shen Lang, who empathized with him many times, appear in the form of the protagonist.

But this is not important, what is important is the last order of the system npc.

Thinking back to the NPC of the system who reprimanded Fang Qiu at the World Society of Thoracic Surgery and smashed everyone's jobs, but remained unmoved in the face of the heinous accusations, Ji Xiang was slightly in a daze.

Really awesome!

But as Professor Zhou said, the foundation lies in one's own level.

If the level is enough, you still need to have the youthful spirit you should have, so what if you are more aggressive!

"Xiaoji, why are you here?"