Doctor of Healing

"Thanks." After he finished speaking, he ran to the duty room to make a phone call.

"You are Ji Xiang who set the record in the big contest, right?" the nurse asked.

"it's me."

"I didn't expect you to tell stories so well, but I was terrified." The nurse moved her limbs, and they were still a little stiff. "You said that the patient saw the little girl. Isn't this an inducement?"

Ji Xiang had a similar problem. He patiently explained to the nurse and repeated what the system NPC had said.

The nurse was dumbfounded.

First it was a mysterious and mysterious horror story, and then Ji Xiang actually explained every point!

It's like Ji Xiang faced a book of "Andersen's Fairy Tales" and used advanced mathematics to deduce it all.The most important thing is that he can justify himself. At least from the perspective of a clinical nurse, Jixiang's explanation is basically seamless.

"Doctor Xiaoji, you are really amazing. You can fool so many little girls with your mouth." The nurse said with emotion after hearing this, "If I were ten years younger, I wouldn't be tempted."

"..."

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment, what he was talking about was his own experience, how could it be misunderstood by others.

"Tsk tsk, in the middle of the night, you are really good at telling ghost stories to your female classmates, dark." The nurse smiled, "I'm off to work, I have time to listen to your stories."

What she said, it took Ji Xiang a long time to understand what she meant.

I didn't tell a story, everything was a real experience.

Thinking of all that he experienced when he empathized, Ji Xiang still has a chill down his back.

At that time, he hoped that the NPC of the system would call him back and know that Professor Zhou appeared.

I hope that Dr. Meng Qingfei can become like Professor Zhou in reality, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

Chapter 231 Doctor Meng's past

"Xiao Ji, I asked my classmates." Dr. Meng came back and said to Ji Xiang very seriously, "It is indeed possible that it is a disease of the rheumatic immune system. I have already advised the patient to go to the Imperial Capital to see the rheumatic immune system."

"That's good." Ji Xiang also heaved a sigh of relief.

"Thank you very much. I always feel that the patient has a problem, it's not that simple. He is also lucky, and basically comes to my shift." Meng Qingfei habitually put his hands on the back buttocks of the white suit.

Ji Xiang's heart moved, and he asked curiously, "Teacher, how do you feel?"

Dr. Meng from the emergency department glanced at Ji Xiang, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Because I have suffered from depression."

"..."

This is the real empathy!

Ji Xiang immediately became serious and looked at Meng Qingfei squarely.

He's been through it and knows how bad it feels.

While talking, two patients came to see the doctor. Ji Xiang helped Dr. Meng finish the treatment. During the rest, Dr. Meng said, "You are still young, and you don't know how difficult it is to get sick."

"Teacher, can you...explain it?" Ji Xiang made a request that made him feel a little too much.

"If it's convenient, it's fine if it's inconvenient." Ji Xiang added.

"That happened a long time ago. It's all gone. There's nothing we can't talk about." Dr. Meng observed his words and comforted Ji Xiang with gentle words, "I was young and frivolous when I first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital. By the way, I am Xiehe. graduated."

"!!!"

No wonder!Ji Xiang remembered what Dr. Meng said before asking his classmates and then giving advice to patients.

Xiehe and 912's rheumatology immunity is second to none in the country, and they can contact patients with a phone call and provide guidance for patients to prepare.

"At that time, I was young and frivolous, and I believed that being a human being had its own bottom line. At the first end-of-the-year party, I had an emergency operation and missed my meal. When I rushed over, everyone was too drunk, and they booed me for three drinks in a row. "

"Emergency surgery wasted time, it shouldn't be." Ji Xiang complained for him.

"Just do it. I usually like to drink a few sips. Besides, everyone is making a fuss." Doctor Meng said with a smile, "But at that time, the old director brought out a three-two-three cup, and I was a little unhappy."

A catty of white wine is fatal. Ji Xiang silently listened to Dr. Meng's story.

"But the old director asked me to drink it, and I, a little doctor, must drink it. I didn't eat a bite of food, and I drank a catty of white wine."

"I thought this was the end of the matter, but just as I was about to do it, the director's dog legs started booing and asked me to make a circle."

"Mom forced me to get angry, and I picked up the wine bottle and opened it for him and the old director." Meng Qingfei said proudly.

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was taken aback, he was taken aback by Dr. Meng's words.

It's rare to see people like Meng Qingfei who say they don't agree with each other and draw their knives at each other. It's hard to imagine that there is another side to a doctor like Meng Qingfei who says he is unwilling to diagnose mental illness for patients.

"Did you drink too much? You're still being fed." Dr. Meng smiled slightly.

But it's also very graphic, did you do something wrong with the alcohol?

It's just that this kind of thing is often used in men and women, such as the boyfriend who drank too much and slept with his best friend, the girlfriend who drank too much and slept with his brother, and drank too much and fell asleep...

Used to beat the head of the department, Dr. Meng is really good.

"I'm still young and frivolous, and I also know why the old director treated me like this. His surgery is just like that. The old school's surgery has long been outdated. I was a sneaky laparoscopic surgery at that time."

"During the internship, I was as popular as you, and the teacher let go. Although I couldn't stay, I taught everything that should be taught. When I first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital, I was the best at laparoscopic surgery!"

"Later, he was not detained, right?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No, if you are detained, you will lose your public office." Dr. Meng said, "But at that time, he was punished and sent to the sewage treatment station to connect to the sewer. Hahaha, it is really connected to the sewer, not a joke of your urology department."

"I also got depression at that time. I knew I shouldn't do it directly, but I just couldn't swallow this breath." Dr. Meng said, his eyes were slightly bloodshot.

It's not about crying, but a rush of blood.

"Teacher Meng, what happened next?" Ji Xiang asked.

"It's uncomfortable, and I'm depressed. Let me tell you, during the time of depression, my body hurts first, and it hurts wherever I touch it."

"Pain?" Ji Xiang was surprised.

"Yes, it's strange. Normally there should be no trauma, but I just feel head pain all over my body and toothache all over my stomach." Meng Qingfei seemed to be joking.

"what."

"Besides, I just want to cry. I am a big man, sometimes when I look at the sewage treatment plant, I suddenly feel something crawling on my face, and when I wipe it with my hand, it turns out to be tears. What a fucking hell!"

Ji Xiang was silent.

"Besides, it's just... not being lazy, but feeling like I've been sealed. You understand that feeling." Dr. Meng asked.

"I can probably understand, I feel uncomfortable all over, my mind is a mess, I don't want to think about anything."

"Yes!" Dr. Meng patted his thigh, "That's how it feels."

"There is also the feeling that life is meaningless before going to bed at night and after waking up in the morning."

"But if I had another chance to choose, I would still do it." Dr. Meng curled his lips, "Now I see a certain doctoral student jumping off a building without graduating because of his supervisor's exploitation, and I feel very disdainful."

"I want to die, why can't I jump off the building with my bastard mentor?"

"Mr. Meng, how do you know that it's a jerk tutor?" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

"You'll know when you get a Ph.D." Dr. Meng didn't explain the matter. He laughed and continued, "I was wrong too. I shouldn't have seen blood at that time. I dragged the old director to jump off the building and scared him to pee. Alright. You are still young! If it is now, the old director will suffer."

"..."

"Later, the director of the nursing department scolded a little nurse very harshly, as if the little nurse was lesbian, and she directly scolded some unbearable words. The little nurse hugged her and was about to jump off the building, but the result was that the director of the nursing department was too scared to go to work. Other than that, the little nurse is fine, tsk tsk."

Jixiang listened to these gossips with great interest.

"Let me tell you, I recovered later, and occasionally felt that I had auditory hallucinations and hallucinations."

"Teacher, how did you recover?"

Dr. Meng didn't answer Ji Xiang's question, but just shook his head and continued, "We are doctors, we don't believe in supernatural powers, and I don't want patients to be sent to mental hospitals. I just think there is something wrong."

"It's a pity, I'm so ignorant, I didn't understand it."

"Dr. Xiaoji, come and play more when you have time." Dr. Meng said with a smile, "You can see a lot of messy things in the emergency department. It's a pity that you don't want to gossip, otherwise this place is really interesting."

Chapter 232: On the one hand, he needs to treat diseases and save lives, and on the other hand, he also needs to perform performance appraisal

Ji Xiang chatted speculatively with Dr. Meng, and went to the emergency department for a walk every four days. At night, he accompanied Meng Qingfei on duty, helping to sew wounds and see patients.

Time flies, half a month has passed.

"Xiaoji!" Director Liu walked out of the office and shouted loudly at the door.

"Here, Director." Ji Xiang opened the door with his elbow while wearing disposable gloves, and came out from the pharmacy changing room, "What instructions to the Director."

"Hurry up and change the medicine, let's go to the consultation."

"Okay." Ji Xiang responded, turned around and quickly explained the precautions to the circumcision patient who had surgery on the weekend.

The circumcision he performed was quite good, with almost no postoperative complications, and he explained it in detail, and the patient felt less fear.

"Okay, just come to me for a dressing change after three days." Ji Xiang took off his gloves and said to the patient.

"Doctor, go to the outpatient clinic or come here?"

"It's fine to come here, and you have to register to go to the outpatient clinic. It's not worth changing the medicine alone." Ji Xiang said.

Turning around to go out, Ji Xiang bowed and smiled, "I'm sorry, Director."

"What's so embarrassing." Director Liu scolded with a smile, "Changing the dressing is a serious job, don't be so hypocritical, learn more."

As he spoke, Director Liu glanced at Ji Xiang.

"Director." Ji Xiang felt a little guilty.

"Is the treatment fee confiscated for changing the patient's medicine?" Director Liu asked leisurely.

"..." Ji Xiang sighed inwardly, but was still discovered by Director Liu.

"It doesn't matter if you change the medicine yourself, or you don't accept it." Director Liu suddenly smiled slyly, "But don't let the head nurse know, the housekeeper is very talkative."

"what?"

"The performance of the department, hey! It's a joke to say it out. While asking to treat patients and save lives, at the same time, performance appraisal, don't you think it's very split?"

"A bit."

"Let's not talk about that, it's hard to be a doctor now, mainly because of schizophrenia."

"Director, what kind of patient are you consulting?" Ji Xiang asked with a chuckle.

"The patient was admitted to the hospital because of femoral vein thrombosis in the lower extremity. The thrombolytic therapy was not good. He planned to insert a catheter for thrombolysis. He had a CT scan before the operation and found something wrong. I just looked at the film on the computer and I always felt that something was wrong." Director Liu said as he walked.

"Is something wrong?"

"Well, I don't think it's a tumor, but I can't tell what it is." Director Liu said, "The kidney parenchyma is gone, so it should be a renal cyst, but it's too big, so I dare not recognize it."

"How big?" Ji Xiang asked curiously.

"I estimate that there is 5000ml of water in it, and the parenchyma is like a piece of paper." Director Liu said suspiciously, "It is impossible to say that renal cysts are very common. Pressed into a sheet of paper..."

Ji Xiang didn't speak, and accompanied Director Liu to go to the Department of Gastroenterology.

Kidneys being crushed into a sheet of paper sounds weird.The reason why Ji Xiang didn't talk too much was because he wanted to see the patient's information.

I didn't even watch the movie, so why should I talk too much.

When he came to the Department of Vascular Surgery, Director Liu was the first to arrive. He asked for the patient's image data and inserted it into the viewer for viewing.

Although all the systems in the hospital have been digitized and films can be viewed on a computer, Director Liu is relatively old and is more used to watching films on a film reader.

Ji Xiang stood behind Director Liu and watched together.

There was a huge mass in the patient's left abdomen, about 7 vertebral bodies in length, and the width exceeded the abdominal midline.

If this thing hadn't been told by its density that it was a "water sac", anyone would have suspected it was a tumor.

But such a large "water sac" does not look like a kidney cyst.

Ji Xiang's reading ability is not high, just passed the standard line, he read the medical records carefully after reading.

The system NPC is not easy to fool. Although he rarely tests himself, once he asks a question and he can't answer it... Ji Xiang feels too embarrassed.

It has to be said that the medical records were written by physicians, which are detailed enough, and even though the patient's admission time was short, everything was rewritten.

If it is a surgical patient, even if the patient is admitted to the ICU before being discharged from the hospital, the surgical records may not be written.