Doctor of Healing

Chapter 786 tit for tat

Ji Xiang told the story again.

The system npc listened with a smile. He waited for Ji Xiang to finish speaking, and took a deep look at Ji Xiang.

"Teacher, am I a little sharp?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Is it sharp?" The system npc murmured to himself, and suddenly looked up at Ji Xiang, "Do you want to try it?"

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

The rescue has been successful, do I still have to empathize with myself?

This……

He was slightly puzzled, but still nodded habitually.

"It has nothing to do with the level of technology. Some things are difficult, but they are not related to diagnosis or treatment. They can be encountered sooner or later. It is good to experience them first." The system npc said softly.

"Indeed, I heard my father talk about similar things." Ji Xiang knew what the system npc meant, and he nodded vigorously.

Today, I was a little anxious, and I did not hesitate to yell at Dean Zhao. I guess there will be troubles later.

Although Ji Xiang didn't care very much, he followed the system npc modestly to the next surgery room.

Light and shadow flickered, Ji Xiang opened his eyes and found himself in the operating room.

"When you're dead, I'll pickle you in a wine jar. It's so delicious...it's so disgusting."

Ji Xiang followed the voice and saw the itinerant nurse sitting on a white high stool talking to the surgeon.

"Remember to use Moutai to marinate." The surgeon said in a low voice.

The surgeon is tall, and even wearing a hat and mask can look fierce.

It wasn't until this time that Ji Xiang saw Brother Lang standing opposite him, and in front of him was a familiar figure.

It looks a bit like Professor Zhou, but how could he stand in the position of Sansuke when performing surgery?Is it a throwing knife?What do you mean?

Ji Xiang scratched his head, came here suddenly, Ji Xiang was a little confused.

"Master, look at you, with your body and bones, I guess you will still be strong after I die."

Kazusuke was flattering unscrupulously.

This kind of flattery is too low, a bit blunt, and a bit disgusting. If it were Ji Xiang, he thought he wouldn't say that.

Just as Ji Xiang was about to recall what scene he was in, his thoughts were immediately interrupted by the alarm sound of the monitor.

The patient's blood oxygen saturation dropped suddenly and his heart rate soared.

In less than 10 seconds, the values ​​on the ECG monitor had already begun to remind Ji Xiang that something serious had happened to the operation.

"Is it because the electrode membrane is not properly installed?" the surgeon asked with a frown.

"It's an air embolism."

Standing in front of Ji Xiang, Sansuke, with his back turned to him, gave the diagnosis without hesitation.

It was Professor Zhou, but it turned out to be Professor Zhou! ! !It's really Professor Zhou! ! !

And it's still Professor Zhou in his youth!

Ji Xiang is very happy.

This scene is his favorite, and it is a small benefit of empathy. Every time he meets Professor Zhou and Brother Lang, he has a lot of time to learn surgery.

I didn't expect Professor Zhou's diagnostic level to be so high when he was still a third assistant!

Air embolism!

Ji Xiang cheered up all of a sudden and raised his head, but the next second he met Shen Lang's eyes, and saw a trace of panic in Lang's eyes.

In Ji Xiang's impression, Brother Lang, who is not afraid of the sky and the earth, is like a frightened little white rabbit at this time, a little helpless.

Uh……

This is completely different from Ji Xiang's memory.

In Ji Xiang's cognition, Shen Lang is the kind of muddleheaded person who is not afraid of heaven and earth.Shen Lang had a saying on his lips, Laozi had rabies.

However, Shen Lang looked terrified at this moment, and the next second, Ji Xiang saw Shen Lang take half a step back to the equipment table.

The operator seemed to say something, and Professor Zhou put his shoulder directly on the operator's shoulder, "You know nothing!"

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was shocked beyond words.

He also thought that because of his bad temper, he pissed off Dean Zhao in the operating room, which would cause troubles in the future, so the system npc should let him empathize with him, and see how others deal with similar incidents.

however!

Professor Zhou, who has always been admired by Ji Xiang, is even more vigorous and powerful than himself. He scolds when he comes up, and even bumps the surgeon aside with his body, and he directly occupies the position of the surgeon.

These were beyond Ji Xiang's prediction of the matter, and he stared blankly at Professor Zhou's back in a daze.

Are you arrogant?

Compared with the young Professor Zhou, he is the kind of doctor who is harmless to humans and animals.

Professor Zhou immediately looked at the anesthesiologist and asked, "See if the patient has cyanosis."

Ji Xiang subconsciously wanted to take a look, but then felt someone pulling him from behind.

Looking back, it turned out to be Shen Lang. He didn't know when he "teleported" behind him.

Shen Lang winked at himself so hard that his eyeballs almost fell out.

Ji Xiang was suspicious, and took a step towards Shen Lang's position.

Brother Lang is still wearing a sterile gown, what is this for? !

Following Shen Lang's strength, Ji Xiang and he left the operating room.The moment he walked out the door, Shen Lang let out a long breath.

"Appeal."

"Brother Lang, rescue him! That's an air embolism!!"

"Damn, air embolism, you will rescue?" Shen Lang said contemptuously, "Hurry up, don't you see that Congwen is going crazy."

"Ah?!" Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment.

Shen Lang didn't talk too much, and pulled Ji Xiang into the locker room.

Here, it is exactly the same as the locker room in the operating room of the system, and there is a sense of intimacy spontaneously.

The prototype of the original modeling is here!Ji Xiang looked curiously at the no-smoking sign, as if the system NPC was sitting there smoking.

Shen Lang took off the mask, took another long breath, took out a cigarette and threw one to Ji Xiang.

"Xiaoji, I'm afraid that brains will be blown out in the operating room, so let's stay away." Shen Lang lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

"You don't help..." Ji Xiang said half of his words, and then froze.

The timing seems to be different.

"Director? I can't do it." Shen Lang shook his head, "I'm not as shameless as Wang Qiang. Besides, the director treats me...hahahaha."

Shen Lang laughed, but Ji Xiang didn't hear any joy from his laughter, it was more self-deprecating and unwilling.

"A few days ago when I was handing over the shift, you also heard how the director scolded me - the work I did was the same as the tea I gave him during the Chinese New Year, and it was not high-grade."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang looked at Shen Lang in astonishment.

What's the matter!

There is no such thing as scolding!

Sending some tea to the old director during the Chinese New Year is regarded as the friendship between master and apprentice, and it is indeed not a valuable item.But when I handed over the shift early, I said that the tea was not up to the grade, as if it was a job, it was too fucking damaging.

Jixiang pretended to smoke and began to search for fragments in his memory.

Soon Jixiang finally understood what happened. It turned out that Professor Zhou had been scolded like a dog by the old director when he first started working. Although Shen Lang was better than Professor Zhou, he was not much better.

Brother Lang gave gifts to the old director during the Chinese New Year, and was brought up to talk about things from time to time.

Did you talk about this kind of thing during the shift? !

Jixiang loves the house and Wu, and is full of disgust and disdain for the old director.

"Congwen probably gave up on himself recently." Shen Lang sighed, "Since the patient with kidney failure caused by trauma, he has scolded Director Wang. In my opinion, Congwen has to use the knife today."

As he said that, Shen Lang made a movement of scratching his neck with a knife, which startled Ji Xiang.

"Not so much."

"Oh, why not. You see that Congwen is very easy-going and has lost his temper... Tsk tsk, didn't you see it just now, and directly scolded Congwen-you know nothing."

"To be honest, I also want to scold, but I don't dare." Shen Lang confessed directly, "If what Congwen said is correct, then the patient in this operation will undoubtedly die. It also saves you the blame."

"What if Zhou Jiao... Congwen succeeded in rescuing him?"

"How is it possible? You didn't learn about air embolism when you were in school, and you will die from this disease." Shen Lang looked at Ji Xiang contemptuously, "A while ago there was a patient with amniotic fluid embolism in the obstetrics department, and he was rescued for 7 hours. , and then died, and the family members of the patient are still making trouble.”

"Brother Lang, the patient may not have an air embolism, maybe it's because of Cong Wen's wrong diagnosis." Ji Xiang reminded.

He still felt that the young Shen Lang was too timid, and he didn't have the kind of demeanor he knew at all.

Unexpectedly, when he was young, Brother Lang was as timid as a mouse, especially when he gave the director a gift during the Chinese New Year, the director would say it in front of everyone in the department.

The work he did was not up to the standard of the tea delivered, Director Wang is a real loser.

When I first got to work, I met such a vicious leader...

Jixiang thought about the things in front of him and the things he just encountered, which seemed interesting.

"It doesn't matter whether it's an air embolism or not." Shen Lang said to Ji Xiang while smoking a cigarette, "Yes, the patient must die; but or not, Cong Wen is dead."

Said, Shen Lang sighed deeply.

"Zhou... Congwen will be fine."

"I really don't know where your confidence comes from. If he doesn't die, whoever dies." Shen Lang looked at Ji Xiang contemptuously, and blew a puff of smoke on him.

"I think Congwen is very confident, Brother Lang, I want to see the rescue."

"Don't go." Shen Lang held Ji Xiang and said firmly, "There is no shortage of rescuers. There are still three on the operating table, plus two anesthesiologists and itinerant nurses. There are enough people and we don't need us. Go at this time." Watching the excitement is also adding to the chaos, so I can't help."

"If you don't know how to rescue, it's useless to stand there. Especially... once the patient dies, we step out with the right foot first in the operating room, which is the main reason for the patient's death."

"Fuck!" Ji Xiang cursed.

"It's true, after all these years, you still don't know Director Wang." Shen Lang said, "It's the best choice not to show up now."

"Brother Lang, what if Director Wang finds out that you have disappeared." Ji Xiang asked.

"First of all, his mind is now full of how to kill Congwen, and he doesn't even notice me. Some time ago, the patient with kidney failure, Congwen took him to the provincial capital for dialysis, do you remember?"

"remember."

"Congwen is indeed thinking about patients, but Director Wang's diagnosis was denied, and Congwen pointed his nose and scolded him. I must be holding back my heart to clean up Congwen."

"It's too late to hide. Congwen delivered it to the door by himself. Tell me what's going on."

Shen Lang was nagging, worried.

"Then we should take a look." Ji Xiang said.

"It's useless, we don't know how to cure air embolism, so how can we go up and point at Director Wang's nose and scold him like Cong Wen?"

"Yeah." Ji Xiang nodded, "We are small doctors who can't cure, and you can't be the director, so you have the face to make irresponsible remarks?"

Shen Lang was startled, then laughed.

This time there was a hint of a smile in his laughter, "I dare not, you have to force yourself to go."

"I gonna go see."

"Come back! If you're told to go, you can go, silly." Shen Lang pulled Ji Xiang's pants, "I'm enough gossip, why are you more gossip than me? I knew it when Congwen scolded you for knowing shit Today, this matter is settled from the text."

With a thought in his mind, Ji Xiang sat down and asked seriously, "Brother Lang, if Cong Wen can solve it, but after the problem is solved, the director will wear small shoes for him, what do you think?"

Shen Lang shook his head, "I don't know either."