Doctor of Healing

"Hey!" There was infinite disdain on the system NPC's face.

His disdain was not at all concealed.

"Teacher..." Ji Xiang was a little surprised to see this kind of expression on the gentle and kind face of the system NPC for the first time.

"There are some problems with some surgeries." The system NPC said lightly, the expression on his face disappeared in a flash, and then returned to normal, "But it is fair and comfortable, a hospital with such a large number of surgeries has a considerable academic status in the discipline. Low, do you know why?"

"Because the operation was not done well?" Ji Xiang asked.

Even when he asked this sentence, he felt it was very strange.

There are problems with the operation, the reputation of the hospital and the doctor has deteriorated, and gradually there are no patients. This is normal.

However, there have been so many patients with poor operations, which is unbelievable no matter how you think about it.

Ji Xiang also heard from his father that many years ago, the quality of food and service at train stations and tourist attractions was very poor, and it was a one-off passenger flow.

But this is medical!

This is surgery! !

This is the patient! !

This is human life! ! !

He vaguely guessed, but Ji Xiang couldn't believe it.

"Their surgery is wrong." The system NPC said, "How to choose is up to you."

"Teacher." Ji Xiang pursed his lips tightly, and said after a few seconds of weighing, "I want to empathize."

The NPC of the system was originally hunched over, and was very old.

But hearing what Ji Xiang said, he suddenly raised his head, his eyes were like lightning, and he seemed to see through all Ji Xiang's thoughts in an instant.

"You told me last time that cancer patients need to have a meeting." Ji Xiang said softly, "I have experienced it once, and there is no psychological problem."

"This time is different."

"Teacher, I insist." Ji Xiang's stubborn temper came up, and he said with a stiff neck.

Such is the nature of youth.

Although it is flying and not stable, it is this kind of flying and vigorous with infinite vitality.

The system NPC hesitated for a moment, staring at Ji Xiang.

"This empathy may have a great impact on your whole life, are you sure?" asked the system NPC.

"I'm sure." Ji Xiang insisted.

"Then I'll discuss it." After the system NPC finished speaking, he waved his deformed hand, turned around and walked towards the end of the corridor in the operating room.

Vaguely, Ji Xiang heard a faint sigh.

Maybe the system NPC was sighing, or maybe he heard it wrong.

Ji Xiang stood quietly in the operating room of the system. There was no noise here, and the silence made one's heart palpitate.

Ji Xiang thought carefully about what the system NPC just said, and combined with what he saw with his own eyes, he felt that he had touched the truth.

But this kind of truth is unacceptable, and Ji Xiang feels a little sad.

After a long time, the system NPC slowly came back.

"Teacher, you need to sign, I'll come." Ji Xiang said quickly.

The system NPC shook his head, stared at Jixiang, and said slowly after a long time, "This empathy will have an absolute impact on your three views. Because of your persistence, we barely passed the application during the meeting."

"!!!" Jixiang and the system NPC looked at each other, silent, not knowing what else the old man had to say.

"Doctor Xiaoji, do you believe me?"

"Teacher, it is sometimes said in novels that the Dao heart is unstable." Ji Xiang was a little puzzled.

"Actually, it's just the heart, Shen Lang always said, I think it makes sense." When the system NPC mentioned the name Shen Lang, there was a smile on the corner of his mouth, but he became serious immediately, "I repeat, this empathy may affect your whole life , would you like to?"

"willing."

"Okay." The system NPC didn't hesitate, and brought Ji Xiang into the empathetic room.

Light and shadow flickered, and Jixiang found himself lying on the hospital bed.

The doctor is rounding the ward.

The leading director is bald, with a Mediterranean haircut that looks like an old doctor.Behind him was a bunch of doctors in white clothes, one of them was the last one, and after the director left, he walked to the bed.

It should be the bed doctor.

"Don't worry, the operation will be very fast." The doctor in charge of the bed was still kind, and he stepped forward to comfort Ji Xiang.

Jixiang smiled habitually, nodded for confirmation, and immediately searched the memory in his mind.

This time I am a patient, but not a kidney tumor patient, but liver cancer.

I came to one of the most famous hospitals in the country to seek medical advice, and it took a lot of effort to go through the hospitalization and prepare for the operation.

Because the tumor is distributed in both the left lobe and the right lobe of the liver, there is no way to cut off both lobes directly, so the surgical operation is temporarily abandoned to accept interventional treatment.

Ji Xiang recalled the imaging data of "himself", the two tumors were not large, about 2×3cm, and the effect would be quite good if he operated on himself.

The doctor in charge of the bed was in a hurry to make rounds, and Ji Xiang also understood that there were so many patients here that he didn't have time to say even a word.

Thinking of two tumors growing on "my" liver, the hairs on Ji Xiang's back stood on end.

Similar to the surgical patient just seen in the operating room.

Watching the doctor leave in a hurry, someone beside him said, "Don't worry, the doctor who will operate today is their director."

Ji Xiang nodded, he could hear the comfort and worry in the words of "his" lover.

Soon, a little doctor came and took him to the interventional catheterization room to prepare for the operation.

Lying on the operating table of DSA, Jixiang identified the model of the machine, and the operation procedure and postoperative effect flashed in his mind.

The operation is not particularly difficult, so there should be no problem, Ji Xiang comforted himself.

It was just a 15-minute operation and no super-selection on the hepatic artery, which made Jixiang's throat blocked, which was unacceptable.

Effect……

Ji Xiang had mixed feelings in his heart.

Relying on his "shallow" medical knowledge, he knew that the situation might not be very good, and adding the seriousness of the system NPC, Ji Xiang vaguely guessed what the situation would turn out to be.

Soon, the nurse checks the names.

After a few minutes, the doctor came in wearing a lead suit, inserted the film into the film reader, and checked it again.

Very careful, as expected of a first-class specialized hospital in China, Ji Xiang felt a little comforted.

Not teaching surgery, but they were serious about it.

The operator goes to brush his hands, comes back to disinfect, and prepares for the operation.

The iodophor was cold, which aroused goosebumps all over Jixiang's body.However, this is incomparable to the disinfection of circumcision, which is nothing to the "experienced" Ji Xiang.

Chapter 181

Femoral artery puncture, indwelling arterial sheath.

Because Jixiang is lying flat, he cannot see the operation area, but he can feel the operation and simulate it in his heart.

The level of the surgeon is one or two levels lower than his own, but it doesn't matter. The operation is not difficult, so it should be no problem.

But no matter what, Jixiang felt a little uneasy.

Because, not long ago, he just witnessed a "sloppy" operation.

After 8 minutes and 22 seconds, the screen lit up, and Ji Xiang knew that the operator was stepping on the line.

He turned his head sideways and his eyes fell on the DSA screen.

The guide wire is a bit thick, not a micro guide wire, Ji Xiang frowned.

Ordinarily, it is the most correct choice to directly insert the micro guide wire. With such a thick guide wire, does the surgeon need to change it after super selection?

Or……

That ominous premonition is becoming reality little by little.

No matter what kind of reasons Jixiang finds out, he can't explain the hospital's "sloppy" operation process.

The operation went smoothly, although the technique of the surgeon was slightly poor, Ji Xiang didn't worry too much.What he was worried about was—whether the operator would not do super selection.

The guide wire was inserted into the hepatic artery, and the angiography was started at the position of the hepatic hilum.

After finding the location of the tumor, the next step is to super-select, Ji Xiang guessed.The specific choice of 2.4F or 1.7F micro-guide wire depends on the habit and technical level of the surgeon.

"Prepare to spray medicine," said the operator.

Spray medicine?

What kind of medicine to take!

Ji Xiang was cold all over, and he was ready to spray medicine before the super selection, and it really was.

In a dazed effort, he felt a warm current reverberating in his body, it should be medicine.

Jixiang didn't understand what was going on at this point. It is said that the temperature of the medicine injected by the high-pressure syringe should be lower than the body temperature. How could he feel the warm current?

But this thought was fleeting, Ji Xiang looked at the DSA screen, and he didn't even have the energy to speak.

As if he was in hemorrhagic shock, Ji Xiang was stunned, watching the medicine pouring into the liver blankly.

Soon, the operator began to withdraw the tube.

"Surgery... finished?" Ji Xiang stuttered and asked after witnessing and experiencing the operation, and found that it was really the same as what he had seen.

He didn't understand why the top hospitals in China would do this operation, it shouldn't be!

But whether it is from the perspective of empathy with the system or from the perspective of one's own choice, this is the only reasonable one.

Why are they doing this?Ji Xiang was full of questions.

Even if the liver is filled with chemotherapy drugs, the therapeutic effect on liver cancer is very limited.

Or maybe it's the drug update iteration, I don't know?

Ji Xiang was vaguely aware of the truth, but he was unwilling to accept it.

Countless questions appeared in Ji Xiang's mind. He was carried on a flat car, and a small doctor took him to the corridor and pressed to stop the bleeding. After 15 minutes, he was bandaged again.

At the same time, another patient was sent to the operating room.

Ji Xiang asked blankly, "Doctor, how long did the operation take?"

"More than ten minutes, normal speed." The little doctor said.

"So soon?"

"We are the top hospital in the country, how can the surgery be done slowly." The little doctor replied proudly.

he……

If Ji Xiang didn't know how to do interventional surgery, and he was an LV9 surgeon, he would have believed it.

Who gave him the confidence to make him say such things!

"Doctor, what medicine did you give me?"

"Oxaliplatin."

While pressing, the little doctor briefly explained some relevant knowledge to Ji Xiang.

His knowledge reserve is not as good as Ji Xiang's, and Ji Xiang knows what he said.

Ji Xiang knew a little bit, that is to say, the surgery performed by the surgeon was not rigorous, but just a perfusion chemotherapy, and no embolization at all!

The effect of doing this...

Jixiang carefully recalled the relevant knowledge explained to him by the system NPC and the countless operations in the system operating room.

Infusion chemotherapy is done. Before embolizing the kidney tumors, drugs are injected into the kidneys, and then the feeding vessels are embolized with coils.

But here, the liver is full of drugs... no embolism at all...