Doctor of Healing

Ji Xiang fell silent.

I guessed right, the ominous premonition became stronger and stronger, turning into a cloud of dark clouds and covering Ji Xiang's heart.

The operation can still do this, Ji Xiang no longer chats with the little doctor, he is not in any mood.

Maybe Jixiang would be very happy without knowing the way of doing this, thinking that he was treated by a first-class practitioner in China.

but!

He is a little disappointed now.

"You can go home tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. After you go home, find a place to be hospitalized for liver protection drugs. You can recover faster. After 1-3 months of follow-up, there should be improvement."

The little doctor ordered.

But Jixiang continued to remain silent. The surgery and empathetic experience he saw today, just as the system NPC said, subverted Jixiang's three views.

After 15 minutes, Ji Xiang was sent back to the ward.When he left the interventional catheterization room, he saw the door of the operating room opened, and the operation inside was also completed.

Back in the ward, Ji Xiang lay on his back, motionless.

After transfemoral artery puncture, pressurize bandage and brake.

These technical details system NPC told Jixiang, and also talked about the use of salt bags as pressurized objects from the beginning of interventional surgery and the progress of consumables afterward.

Looking at the white wall, Ji Xiang thought a lot.

Because he has very little clinical experience, he only has a brief contact during the internship period and experience in the operating room of the system during the regular training.

To be honest, when Ji Xiang thinks about it now, he himself feels a little overwhelmed.

But even judging from my "shallow" clinical experience, it is not very responsible to do such an operation.

But as a doctor, how could he act so irresponsibly.

Ji Xiang couldn't figure it out, his mind was in a mess.

A day later, Ji Xiang was discharged from the hospital.

The top tertiary hospitals in China are full of patients every day. If there is no major problem, they will be discharged after the operation. What is needed here is the bed turnover rate.

Because of infusion chemotherapy, Jixiang vomited very violently, and his "own" lover has been taking good care of him, being gentle and considerate.

Flying home, I suffered a lot.

But fortunately, I had made arrangements before the operation, to go through the hospitalization procedures in a tertiary hospital in my old home, and to administer liver-protecting drugs quietly.

The side effects of the drug were relieved after five days, and Jixiang did not feel any abnormality.

He had some doubts and doubts about his previous judgment.

Maybe this is the right way to treat it.

A month passed in the blink of an eye, and Ji Xiang came to the hospital for regular checkups.The doctor ordered 1-3 months, but Ji Xiang couldn't bear it anymore, so he came for a review just one month after the operation.

Unsurprisingly, the results were disappointing.

The treatment was ineffective, and although only one month had passed, the tumor had already spread, covering the entire liver.

This is the description Jixiang heard from his teacher during his internship. Every time he talked about the patient who was full of liver, the teacher's expression would show regret and helplessness.

Chapter 182 Bad Money Drives Out Good Money

When it was his turn, Ji Xiang really realized what it was like to have a full liver.

About to face death, the God of Death's sickle has already touched his neck, as long as he moves lightly, he will be harvested.

Holding the film, Ji Xiang watched it for a long time.He seemed to be facing a wall and thinking about it, thinking about a lot of things.

The consolation of his lover and the consolation of the doctors in the local hospital were all ignored by Jixiang.

He can understand it himself, those round spaces are metastases, don't make it obvious.

It's just that the empathy time this time was very long, and it never ended.

Ji Xiang is not in a hurry, he cherishes this opportunity - he knows that he has the possibility to live again, and he can personally experience everything that cancer patients have experienced.

But even if it was just "a dream", Ji Xiang still felt the threat of death, and his mood gradually became wrong.

Time flies, Ji Xiang is silent day after day, no matter who he is, he is unwilling to say even a word.

Maybe it has something to do with liver depression and qi stagnation, but Ji Xiang didn't want to think about it, he quietly waited for that day to come.

Countless times, Jixiang thought of the 15-minute interventional surgery. His heart seemed to be repeatedly rubbed by sandpaper, and blood began to ooze, and the blood flow became faster and faster, drop by drop.

There seemed to be a bloody smell lingering around Ji Xiang.

He was suppressing his irritable emotions, but he had already made a decision - he must not stay in this hospital.

As for the consequences, hey, Ji Xiang really hoped they would do something about it.

The disease progressed rapidly. Liver cancer is indeed the king of cancers. Pancreatic cancer is the only one that can be compared.

Another two months later, Jixiang was dying of illness, lying in a single room specially arranged by the doctor, waiting for that day to come.

He told the doctor twice that he wanted to be safe, but he was firmly rejected by the doctor, and he could not even sign and pledge, because there are no relevant regulations in China.

Ji Xiang understands the doctor's approach, and everything the patient said will disappear because of death.

What doctors have to face is the family members of patients, and it will be bad if they don't admit it at that time.

What's more, there are no regulations in the country, and there are some other problems, which Ji Xiang can only endure.

Another half month has passed, and Jixiang has entered a state of dyscrasia.

He was lying on the hospital bed weakly, talking to his "lover" occasionally, and forced a smile on his face.

Even if it is a virtual space, Jixiang does not want to hurt the people around him, he tries to make a happy expression to comfort the world at the end of his life.

Even if the world is full of malice towards him.

Even though that operation has always made Ji Xiang brooding, it is difficult for him to control himself.

For another five days, in a quiet morning, Jixiang experienced the feeling of sudden arrest of breathing and circulation.

It was not as uncomfortable as I imagined, but it was like a relief.

Back in the operating room of the system, Ji Xiang felt as if he had passed away.

Having experienced empathy so many times, Jixiang didn't feel as deep as this time.He looked at the system NPC silently, with a thousand words in his heart, but he didn't know where to start.

"Are you okay?" the system NPC asked kindly.

"Teacher, I'm fine." Ji Xiang said hoarsely.

In the last moments of empathy, he couldn't eat, his whole body was weak, and he had to use all his strength to speak and act.

Unknowingly, Jixiang has gotten used to this mode.

Even when he returned to the operating room of the system, he didn't change it for a while.

"Take a break." The system NPC came over and patted Ji Xiang on the shoulder, "Can you smoke?"

"No, but I'd like to smoke one."

When he came to the locker room, Ji Xiang sat under the [No Smoking] sign and lit a ganoderma lucidum.

The severe respiratory irritation made Ji Xiang cough badly.

The system NPC took the cigarette and smiled, "If you don't know it, don't be brave. Tell me, if you have any questions."

"Teacher, tell me that this thing doesn't exist!" Ji Xiang's voice became hoarse after coughing, but he tried to speak loudly.

"Unfortunately, this matter is real." The system NPC gave Ji Xiang a "cruel" answer.

Ji Xiang was silent.

"It's mainly about the technical level, and there are too few doctors in the relevant departments." The system NPC explained.

He glanced at Jixiang, saw that Jixiang didn't speak, and didn't comfort him, but continued to explain.

"Your level of interventional surgery is level 9, which is one of the few in China, so you think embolization of level 4 blood vessels is easy. Few people in the country can guarantee a success rate of more than 95% for similar operations."

"Even if it can be done, few people can accept a surgery that takes 4-6 hours just to eat thread."

"But..." Ji Xiang wanted to say something, but he didn't know how to say it.

The system NPC smiled. He was reluctant to smoke Jixiang's remaining cigarette. He was smelling it most of the time and looked a little cute.

"This is the meaning of the existence of system teaching." The system NPC took a sip, and happily said to Ji Xiang, "I won't explain anything more specific, but I'll ask you one thing."

"Teacher, say it."

"How is the director of the Intervention Department of the Second Affiliated Hospital?"

Ji Xiang thought about this kind of thing, after all, Zhao Xiangming was "brought" by him.

He immediately replied, "Teacher, Director Zhao's level is around level 6. Although there is no digital representation, I have a clear feeling."

"Look, the director of the Interventional Department of the Second Affiliated Hospital has performed at least thousands of similar surgeries, and the level is only level 6." The system NPC said, "Is it enough?"

"not enough."

"So in that era, it was the best effort to treat patients with no other options, and to give one infusion of chemotherapy."

Just do your best?Although Jixiang knew that manpower was exhausted, he refused to accept it.

In the last few days, "I" lived very sadly, forced to smile, and those feelings were accumulated in my heart.

Maybe this is a volcano, and I don't know when it will erupt.

"However, these are all explanations, and explanations are just covering up." The system NPC changed the subject.

"What do you mean, teacher?"

"Even if the technical level is not up to par, you can't do this." The system NPC said, "This hospital has a bad reputation. Although the operation volume is extremely high, basically no one in the industry is willing to deal with them. Those with low academic status and operation volume Not directly proportional."

"Justice is in the hearts of the people." The system NPC sighed, "I don't agree with doctors having performance appraisal and other things. Why did doctors and patients have a harmonious relationship in the past? Because doctors don't make money from it."

"If your family conditions are not so good, you should be able to perceive the difference keenly. One month's basic salary + 1000 yuan performance bonus and +8000 performance bonus are two different things."

"Most doctors will find a balance in it, which has something to do with people."

"But!" The voice of the system NPC was a little harsh.

"This hospital was fundamentally wrong, and then bad money drove out good money, and it became what it is today."

"Teacher, what should I do?" Ji Xiang asked.

"You choose what to do." The tone of the system NPC softened.

The system NPC chatted with Ji Xiang for a long time again, and this time he seemed particularly talkative, talking almost everything.

Ji Xiang knew that the old man was worried that he would leave a psychological shadow.

After chatting with the system NPC for a long time, Ji Xiang left.

"Doctor Xiaoji, we don't understand if you said it's a new treatment plan." Zhao Zhe asked next to Ji Xiang.

Chapter 183 Jixiang who doesn't understand the world

"I don't know." Ji Xiang said lightly.

He is a little tired.

It took a long time to empathize this time, and Ji Xiang's mental power was completely exhausted.

He closed his eyes not to think about all kinds of complicated things, and rested quietly.

In the process of returning to the blue, Ji Xiang didn't know whether he felt that his mental strength had been overdrawn or his three views had been hit hard. He tossed and turned and couldn't take a nap.

Seeing that Ji Xiang didn't speak, Zhao Zhe scratched his head anxiously.Although he was uncomfortable, he still shut his mouth wisely.

He also knows that his chatterbox attribute is particularly annoying, but can't help it, it's human nature.

Seeing Ji Xiang tossing and turning, Zhao Zhe had countless things to say in his heart, but he held back for a long time.

Zhao Zhe is also thinking about a 15-minute operation.

He lay down, tossing and turning like Ji Xiang, unable to tell what it was like.

……

At 45:[-], Ling Tian came to the duty room without missing a single point.