Doctor of Healing

"Yes, yes, Congwen, that's the situation." Ji Xiang quickly grabbed Zhou Congwen's words, "Is there any other way besides being stubborn?"

"You don't owe the Tathagata, you don't owe the Qing, you try to solve the problem by slickness, basically it doesn't exist. Unless, your superiors treat you very well and indulge you in everything."

"Let me teach you, first of all, you must ensure that the communication channel between you and the leaders above is smooth."

"Like what?"

Zhou Congwen gave Ji Xiang a vicious look.

"Of course it's the medical department, the medical department. They are the Jinyiwei of the hospital. You should at least have a good relationship with their staff."

"What to do, the situation is not certain, I'm just giving a general idea."

Next, Zhou Congwen told Ji Xiang the importance of the medical department to clinicians.

"Is that all right? Congwen, will people look down on us at all." Ji Xiang felt that what Zhou Congwen said was unrealistic.

"Ha, why are you so confused?"

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"What is the basis for us to say this?" Zhou Congwen asked, but before Ji Xiang answered, he gave the answer, "How many people can successfully rescue air embolism clinically?"

Ji Xiang shook his head.

"It's like the technician I just mentioned, the rocket launch fails without him."

"You have to have this kind of ability, but all the people in the medical department who are a little serious have to protect you."

"!!!"

Director Bai appeared in front of Ji Xiang.

"I can solve air embolism, not to brag, but any medical chief with a little medical knowledge knows how much trouble I can help them solve."

"Most of the things in the world are carried by people in bridal sedan chairs. I can solve the troubles and watch the patients die just to hide my clumsiness and to save face for Wang Chengfa?"

Zhou Congwen's words completely blew away the fog in Ji Xiang's mind.

Indeed, just like what Zhou Congwen said.

He dared to hate Wang Chengfa, and even called the director a dog on the operating table. The foundation lies in his level.

Zhou Congwen gave that example, but later it seemed that the research institute recruited people back and talked about confidentiality agreements.

It is estimated that the leader approved the resignation too quickly at that time, violating the confidentiality agreement, and the group of "leaders" did not dare to say more about such things.

Whether it is Zhou Congwen or Zhang Xiaoping, they all have their own abilities.

Of course, this skill has to stand the test.Professor Zhou can rescue the air embolism, and blindly send the deep vein puncture tube to the heart without conditions, and then pump out the air.

Without Zhang Xiaoping, rocket launches did fail in succession.

Ji Xiang suddenly thought clearly.

"Go back and memorize the textbook first, and then if you are interested, come to my house."

"Go to your home?"

"I'll teach you how to grind eggs." Zhou Congwen said with a smile, "However, the first step is that you memorize all the textbooks of your height."

"Okay!" Ji Xiang said without hesitation.

Zhou Congwen was slightly taken aback.

He looked at Jixiang curiously.

Memorizing all the textbooks of equal height is a headache for almost all doctors, and it is a bit difficult for others.

Unexpectedly, Ji Xiang would come down without hesitation.

"I'll recite it backwards. It's hard to say if I recite it backwards, but if you find a sentence in Congwen, I can recite it along with it."

"That's it, okay?"

"Okay!" Zhou Congwen responded without hesitation.

Seeing Professor Zhou Congwen Zhou waving goodbye and striding away, Ji Xiang gradually lost his mind.

There are not many people who can do this, so the young Professor Zhou dared to kill the old director directly on the operating table.

What about yourself?

Ji Xiang was thinking, and suddenly the light flickered in front of his eyes, and he returned to the operating room of the system.

"Teacher, don't!" Ji Xiang said anxiously.

"Grinding eggshells is a long-lasting skill, and it doesn't make sense for you to follow literature." The system npc laughed.

"I probably understand, teacher." Ji Xiang said, "Looking at it now, my luck is quite good."

"Luck is always important." The system npc said lightly, "I'll tell you something."

"Teacher, say it."

"Some small things in the department are always small things, you can do whatever you want. When I was 40 years old, I went abroad to participate in the annual meeting of the world's thoracic surgery. At that time, I risked the world's shame and denied the operation of cutting the internal thoracic artery. .”

"!!!"

"Although it's not about curing diseases and saving lives, it's about doing something at the root."

"Teacher, it's amazing."

"Hehe, once your academic level has reached, you will know that it will be difficult when you face top doctors with all kinds of skin in the world and countless doubts."

"Difficult? Shouldn't everyone be very pleased?" Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"I smashed everyone's blame back then." The system npc said lightly.

"!!!"

Ji Xiang instantly understood the meaning of the system npc.

Once a surgical procedure that is regarded as the golden rule by everyone is to be denied, the patients who have been treated before will become wrong treatments.

Only God knows how big of a backlash this will spark.

Zhou Congwen only needs to face the pressure of the old director for emergency treatment of air embolism; but the system NPC is facing the pressure of the world's top doctors.

Here is what the system npc originally wanted to tell me!

Ji Xiang got it right, he looked at the system npc cautiously, and nodded slowly.

"Specifically, I won't go into details. To be a human being, you must always have a bit of vigor, fuck it!" The system npc suddenly said a curse word.

"Damn!" Ji Xiang clenched his fists, "Damn it!"

The system npc looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

"I probably understand." Ji Xiang said, "Teacher, if I really have such a day, I will definitely live up to your hopes."

"Will do."

"Then I'll go first." Ji Xiang bowed deeply to the system NPC.

Leaving the operating room of the system, Ji Xiang sat in the fire escape and first recalled the empathetic experience.

This time the experience was still centered on Shen Lang, and Professor Zhou was just a background.

Ji Xiang even had some doubts. The empathy system was not created by Professor Zhou, but by Shen Lang.

Otherwise, why did Shen Lang, who empathized with him many times, appear in the form of the protagonist.

But this is not important, what is important is the last order of the system npc.

Thinking back to the NPC of the system who reprimanded Fang Qiu at the World Society of Thoracic Surgery and smashed everyone's jobs, but remained unmoved in the face of the heinous accusations, Ji Xiang was slightly in a daze.

Really awesome!

But as Professor Zhou said, the foundation lies in one's own level.

If the level is enough, you still need to have the youthful spirit you should have, so what if you are more aggressive!

"Xiaoji, why are you here?"

Chapter 788 But do good things, don't ask about the future

"Brother Zhao, you are looking for me." Ji Xiang sat on the steps of the fire escape and smiled at Zhao Zhe.

"Oh, I suddenly wanted to ask you to smoke a cigarette, but I disappeared in a blink of an eye." Zhao Zhe sat next to Ji Xiang with a smile, "What are you thinking, Xiao Ji?"

"I'm thinking about the words I said to Director Zhao during today's operation."

"Don't worry about it." Zhao Zhe knew that Ji Xiang was thinking about this. He sat on a step below Ji Xiang and said leisurely, "I have a classmate."

"Oh? You have an old friend?" Ji Xiang said with a smile.

Seeing Ji Xiang's natural expression, Zhao Zhe felt relieved and began to gossip.

"No way, there is really a classmate, a high school classmate, who is very promising. After graduation, he went to 985. He was doing experiments in college, a large centrifuge." Zhao Zhe said, "It was said that it was not trimmed, but the rotor flew out and broke. A few walls, shot into the playground, like a fucking bullet."

"I don't know what is trim and what is a rotor, but it sounds like a big trouble. Fortunately, there was no one on the playground at the time. If there were, the consequences would be disastrous."

"Ha! So amazing!!" Ji Xiang praised.

"This man, there will always be troubles, but don't be afraid. If you offend Dean Zhao, we will not do it here. The world is big, and he, Zhao Jixiang, is not the biggest." Zhao Zhe comforted.

At this time, Ji Xiang knew that Zhao Zhe was afraid that he was afraid, so he came to comfort him.

"Brother Zhao, it's okay." Ji Xiang smiled, "Dean Zhao is not unreasonable, what do you think?"

Zhao Zhe did not agree with Ji Xiang's words, but he did not refute Ji Xiang.

"Don't worry, Brother Zhao." Ji Xiang patted Zhao Zhe on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "After publishing so many SCI papers, with our current level of surgery, still can't find a job? You're right. "

"Hey. I'm just worried that you're afraid. In fact, you don't need to get used to them in many cases." Zhao Zhe said seriously, "It's like me back then. It looked like I was lying flat, but I was fighting."

Ji Xiang expressed his incomprehension that an honest old attendant could say such a thing.

If Zhao Zhe had that ability, he wouldn't be angry at Yuan Liao.

Seeing Ji Xiang "joking" at himself, Zhao Zhe was not angry either, and laughed, "Xiaoji, Brother Zhao and I were also passionate youths back then, do you know why I fell into what I was before?"

"It's your director who doesn't like you."

"On the one hand, the main thing is... Let me tell you, you just have fun."

Ji Xiang knew that Zhao Zhe would even tell his dark secrets in order to make himself happy, and was slightly moved.

"At that time, I was young and full of vigor, and our director treated me well at that time."

"Then one day, a patient with gas poisoning came. A little girl, a countryman, worked in a barber shop in Yuanliao. She lived and boarded in the barber shop. I guess her ideal is to open a shop by herself in the future, which is also a good idea." The family has a job."

"When I say a haircut, I mean a regular haircut."

Zhao Zhe added.

"I understand correctly, Brother Zhao, you continue." Ji Xiang smiled, not joking with Zhao Zhe.

"At that time, our hospital was still very small. There was one ward for surgery, one for internal medicine, and there were no divisions. At that time, there was very little heating. In winter, we used coal-fired stoves for heating. If the operation is not good, carbon monoxide poisoning is common. Now heating is very common. , you probably don’t even know.”

What Zhao Zhe said was a mess, but Ji Xiang didn't care, just listened quietly.

"One morning the boss Nian went to the store and found that the little girl had gas poisoning. When she was carried out, she was already dead. The boss asked the director to take a look. He probably didn't want to spend money. The director asked me to go with her. , I'm still his confidant."

"I rushed over immediately, and saw that the little girl was already out of breath."

"It's a pity, I was young at the time and it was uncomfortable to see this scene."

"The director brought a death certificate, felt the little girl's pulse, and directly issued the death certificate."

"Just then, I saw her fingers seem to move."

"!!!" Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"The book says that patients with severe carbon monoxide poisoning are in a deep coma, all kinds of reflexes disappear, incontinence, blood pressure drop, shortness of breath, and a higher chance of death. If the coma lasts for a long time, the treatment effect will not be good."

"But her finger moved a bit, which was different from the disappearance of various reflexes mentioned in the book. I immediately talked to the director happily, and then went up to prepare to give the patient cardiopulmonary resuscitation without waiting for the director's consent."

"What if, you say yes, Xiaoji, if it can be saved, that would be great. It's a pity for a girl who is less than 20 years old and at the same age to just go away like this."

"Yes, you did the right thing!" Ji Xiang gave Zhao Zhe an affirmative answer.

"But as soon as I went up, I was kicked down by the family members of the patient, saying that I was playing a hooligan and would not spare the dead."

"!!!" Ji Xiang was taken aback by this weird ending, and didn't know how to describe it for a while.