Doctor of Healing

"Director, I went back and thought about the ghost hospital bed you mentioned for two days, and I always felt that something was wrong."

"I'm just saying it casually. If you really can't solve it, let's try it. It's just a disinfection anyway." Director Liu smiled, "I'm so curious, so I'll tell you an urban legend."

Ji Xiang didn't even notice that his ears pricked up when he heard the words "urban legend".

"There is an old man with cerebral hemorrhage, 89 years old, who was hospitalized in the neurosurgery department of our hospital. At that time, he was the patient of Lao Bai...Director Bai."

"After the CT scan, it was found that the amount of bleeding was 40ml."

"Normally speaking, we have to persuade patients of a similar age to give up treatment. After all, they are old enough, weak in body, and have many senile diseases. It is hard to say whether the operation can be performed."

"If there is any ambiguity in the family, the family must give it up. Otherwise, the money will be spent and the people will be gone, and conflicts will be more likely to arise."

Ji Xiang quietly listened to Director Liu's gossip.

"But the family strongly demanded surgical treatment, and their will was very strong, and they told Director Bai that even if it was broken, or even couldn't get off the operating table, they would admit it."

"The patient's grandson is my classmate. When we were young, we always played at home. The old man took us fishing, and we are very familiar with each other. So Director Bai had an emergency operation at that time, and he was sent to the neurosurgery intensive care unit after the operation."

"On the second day after the operation, I saw the old man walking in the outpatient hall on crutches."

"!!!" Ji Xiang carefully looked at Director Liu's expression to distinguish whether what he said was true or not.

One second, Director Liu was talking about not believing in strange powers and gods, but the next second he was talking nonsense.

Say no, the body is sincere.

"I saw him wearing a headgear, which is the kind of net bag used after neurosurgery. I still thought that he was an idiot. At this age, a man with a cerebral hemorrhage of 40ml can walk all over the ground the next day after surgery."

"At that time, I was afraid of admitting my mistake, so I went up and had a chat with the old man. He didn't say anything else, but said that he couldn't find the way back. I wanted to take him back, but he didn't answer what I said on the way. Didn't recover well."

"I feel a little slanderous about the intensive care unit of neurosurgery. How can a patient who has just undergone a cerebral hemorrhage operation be allowed to slip out? If this is lost, how do you explain it to the patient's family in the end?"

"And the patient's family members are so careless. There is no one at the door, so there is such a big mistake."

"Yeah, how did the old man slip out?!" Ji Xiang also had question marks all over his head.

"He didn't talk, and I couldn't stop talking, so I just talked about the way back. When I got off the elevator, the old man disappeared."

"Uh..." Ji Xiang already guessed the end of the story.

"I was taken aback at the time, looked around, and immediately went to the Neurosurgery Intensive Care Unit. When I saw the old man lying on the hospital bed and was about to wake up, I was covered in cold sweat."

"Director, why did you encounter so many things when you were young?"

"Many doctors have encountered it, but they didn't tell it, or didn't notice it at all." Director Liu replied lightly, "I haven't even told Lao Bai about it, and he won't believe it."

"What happened later? Did the old man wake up?"

"Old... Director Bai's level is really high, it's a pity not to engage in business." Director Liu sighed, "The old man woke up that day, suffered from some minor illness, and lived until the age of 102. Later I asked him, Do you remember me when the surgery is over?"

"!!!" Ji Xiang's ears perked up completely.

"He said he had dreamed of me, lost his way, and couldn't remember where he was. After seeing me, he chatted a little bit, and I pointed him the way."

"Director, you..."

"I don't understand it either, so I don't bother to say it." Director Liu turned his head and took a deep look at Ji Xiang, "I said that there are gods three feet above the head, do you believe it?"

Ji Xiang didn't nod or shake his head.

"So, since then, I have been very serious about treating diseases and saving people. In everything, don't violate your conscience, and the rest doesn't matter."

Ji Xiang carefully savored the four words that Director Liu said not to lose his conscience.

Back in the department, the work was still repetitive and monotonous. Ji Xiang was a little puzzled, but he felt that he had been spoiled by Shen Lang, so he always struggled with these things.

After get off work, because it was not Meng Qingfei's night shift, Ji Xiang didn't go to the emergency department and went home by bicycle.

It's winter, but Jixiang doesn't feel cold.

Young people, with enough firepower to withstand the biting winds of winter.Especially Jixiang is in good health. After all, he is a person who runs a half-marathon every day, so this kind of wind is not a problem at all.

"I'm back." Ji Yongchang was sitting at the coffee table in the living room making tea.

"I'm back." Ji Xiang stretched out his hand to coil the silly roe deer who ran over, "Is the roe deer obedient?"

"As long as you take it out for a run every morning, it will be more obedient. I'm thinking about buying a drag motorcycle."

With that kind of old-fashioned drag motorcycle, Ji Xiang knew that the old man wanted to take the silly roe deer out for a run, which consumed too much energy.

The old man is in good health, but it is absolutely impossible to wear away all the excess energy of the silly roe deer just by running like himself.

The father and the father just said a word, and then they did their own things.

Ji Xiang still had doubts, took the elevator upstairs and changed into home clothes, and then came down directly.

He poured himself a glass of plain water.

At this time, Ji Xiang doesn't want to drink tea. If he can't sleep, he won't have the energy to do the surgery tomorrow.

"Father, I want to ask you something that I haven't figured out for the past few days."

"Oh? What's the matter?"

Ji Xiang told his old man "ghost hospital bed" and several strange and chaotic jokes told by Director Liu.

Ji Yongchang smiled slightly, making tea according to the steps and procedures, and his hands and feet were full of romantic ink and wash.

"No. 10, Ji'ansuo Right Lane, Jingshan East Street, you went to play when you were young, do you remember?" Ji Yongchang asked.

"Remember!" Ji Xiang replied immediately.

But what does what I said have anything to do with No. 10, Ji'ansuo Right Lane, Jingshan East Street?

"Listen to the name, it's called Ji'an, it's auspicious and healthy, it's pretty good."

"Yes." Ji Xiang nodded.

"But before liberation, there was a place where the dead were released."

"!!!"

What my old man said was more difficult for Ji Xiang to accept than the "ghost story" told by Director Liu.

"After liberation, Nie Shuai served as the first mayor of the imperial city. He chose his residence at No. 10, Ji'an Suo You Lane, Jingshan East Street."

"!!!"

"The specific reason is that it's been a long time ago. I've heard several versions of the legend, so I won't talk about it." Ji Yongchang picked up the teacup, smelled the tea, and closed his eyes slightly.

Ji Xiang didn't dare to urge him, but he just wondered why Nie Shuai did this.

After a long time, Ji Yongchang continued to preach.

"It's not just a morgue, it's said to be extremely dark, so it should be regarded as a haunted house among haunted houses."

"In the imperial palace of the former Qing Dynasty, some maids were sent to Ji'an Office while they were still alive, and they died unjustly. If we talk about it from the folk, it can be said that a hundred ghosts are walking in the night, and countless innocent souls are demanding their lives."

"Why?" Ji Xiang was still thinking.

"What I want to tell you is not why, but this matter." Ji Yongchang had a clear mind, and was pulled back before the topic got off the mark.

"Later, Nie Shuai hosted two bombs and one satellite. Your uncle has been to Nie Shuai's former residence many times."

"I believe in the theory of ghosts and gods, but I believe in awe-inspiring spirit even more." Ji Yongchang drank tea instead of wine and looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

Ji Xiang suddenly remembered the empathy of the old Wangtou who sucked Yangshou, Shen Lang reminded himself to remember to wear white clothes.

It seems to be similar to what my old man said.

Then I thought of what Director Liu said about having a clear conscience.

"I wandered around when I was young." Ji Yongchang continued to say lightly.

"Father, do you mean street sneaks?" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

"Hahaha, how could it be." Ji Yongchang was not angry, and said with a smile, "One of the people I met later was an old friend who had forgotten his years. He joined the army in a few years. The kind with medals all over your chest."

"One year I wanted to find my brother to drink, and when I went across the mountains, my brother was busy."

"At that time, it was necessary to open up wasteland to ensure food security. The best piece of land in the village was the former mass grave. It is said that no one dared to leave there after dark."

Ji Xiang pricked up his ears, listening to his old man telling stories.

In the past, Jixiang would only think that it was made up by the old man, but now Jixiang doesn't think so.

"No one dared to move that mass grave. My brother is the village head and militia company commander, so he summoned the villagers to come to the mass grave."

"He also didn't do ideological work for the villagers. He drank old wine in front of the mass grave, spilled the rest on the ground, and fired three shots into the sky."

"Everyone, excuse me today."

"We want to use this land to farm and support more descendants. If you are an ancestor, please forgive me! This is a major event for me in China. I think you can smile at Jiuquan."

"If you pass by, you will be a member of my Li family village in the future, and you will have a part in the sacrifices during festivals and festivals."

"If the ghosts of Dongying are still haunted, I will live here tonight. If something happens, come to me."

"Then, we both fired nine more shots into the sky."

Ji Xiang shuddered.

A picture of an old man with white beard and hair and a straight waist and his young and frivolous father shooting into the sky appeared in his mind.

Especially the last sentence aroused Ji Xiang's goosebumps.

"That night, my brother and I set up a tent in Luanfengang and drank all night. The will-o'-the-wisps on weekdays disappeared, as if all the lonely ghosts in Luanfengang understood my words. My brother told me that day It’s really refreshing to drink with old things, it’s the happiest time I’ve ever drank.”

"and after?"

"The graveyard has been flattened, and the land has been planted. That's what it says, but no one in the village is willing to plant it. My brother will distribute it to his family and the family of the deputy company commander of the militia company."

"In the future, it seems that the land is very fertile, and there is no need to fertilize in the era when there is little chemical fertilizer. You can grow anything, and the harvest will be [-]% higher than other lands."

"!!!"

"You are full of righteousness, this is not a joke, ghosts and gods are also afraid." Ji Yongchang said leisurely, "You are a doctor, it is meaningless to think about these all day long, but if you do good deeds, don't ask about your future."

"Hey, Dad, I didn't think much about it, I just felt curious to hear it as a gossip." Ji Xiang drank the white water in front of him in one gulp.

Sui said it was just a cup of white water, but Ji Xiang actually felt like drinking strong wine.

"I heard that you are going to Shanghai for surgery?" Ji Yongchang asked suddenly.

"???" Ji Xiang was startled, he didn't know about it.

"Listen to what your mother said, it's not a dream." Ji Yongchang made a lame joke.

Ji Xiang didn't ask what was behind the dream, he scratched his head, "I don't know yet, Mr. Deng told me about it yesterday, and I haven't communicated with him today."

"Oh, it's the Chinese New Year, go and come back quickly."

Ji Yongchang asked.

"Father, how is your side?" Ji Xiang asked.

"You don't understand, what are the children asking nonsense?"

Ji Yongchang has always acted in a normal way. From his speech and behavior, it is impossible to tell what he is doing, whether it is success or failure.

"How do you evaluate Neymar's postoperative effect." Ji Yongchang asked casually.

"Very successful, more than ten papers have been published. Although my mother has done a lot of foreshadowing, if the quality is not enough, so many will not be published." Ji Xiang gave an affirmative answer.

After finishing speaking, Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment, "Father, don't you want to buy sports lottery?"

"Do you think I have a problem with my brain?" Ji Yongchang said disdainfully, "By the way, I found someone to get a set of codes these days, and I heard programmers complaining. If you put your heart into it, you can write code without bugs.”

"Hahaha." Ji Xiang laughed, "As long as the doctor has a sense of responsibility, he can rejuvenate. This is also the misunderstanding of the doctor by the patient and the patient's family."

Ji Xiang was clear about it, but Ji Yongchang didn't say much, and drank tea by himself.

"By the way, I recently bought a farm."

"farm?"

"If you go out for a long time, I will move to the farm."

Ji Xiang sighed, and looked down at the obedient and docile silly roe deer. In order to feed this little guy, his old man really took great pains.

Farms have the benefits of farms, it doesn't matter if you throw silly roe deer out and play forever.

"Okay." Ji Xiang had no objection to this.

The nature of work determines that I will not spend a lot of time at home. Even in the provincial capital, there will be night shifts, emergency operations and other things.

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