Doctor of Healing

Damn!

And the damn World Cup this year! !

I hope Neymar performs poorly, otherwise... Dr. Merz is even worried that the income of his clinic will suddenly drop.

No, the decline in income should have already begun. If Neymar leads the team to win the Hercules Cup, his clinic will become a second-rate clinic, working hard like a truck driver to earn a little money.

It is basically impossible to have a surgery with several million dollars.

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……

"Xiaoji, is Wenban Yama okay? I thought that was serious just now." Zhao Zhe asked while sitting in the locker room with his mobile phone in his hand.

"It's okay, I'm getting ready for surgery, don't watch the live broadcast."

"Wenban Yama is really amazing!" Zhao Zhe put the phone away with a smile, "The recovery is really fast."

"As expected."

Zhao Zhe was speechless to Ji Xiang's shallow comments.

Wen Banyama has completely recovered, and his athletic ability has not declined, but has improved. As a surgeon, Ji Xiang should be happy.

But Ji Xiang remained calm, as if all of this was within his expectations.

It's too pretentious, but Zhao Zhe likes it.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, an outdated football quarterback agent called to inquire about surgery." Lin Jiuze walked back with the phone in hand. Although he forcibly suppressed his surprise, his micro-expression was still obvious enough.

"Watch the film first after the operation, and the quarterback's operation is not in a hurry." Ji Xiang said, "Let's go on stage."

Lin Jiuze shrugged habitually.

Perhaps only Dr. Jixiang would be so indifferent to the football quarterback who came to him.

That quarterback was the top player in the past few years, but with the injury, his state plummeted.

Lin Jiuze also knew that the other party's physical condition would definitely not be able to support him to return to the top, but this was of great significance to a doctor.

But Ji Xiang really didn't care. He was like a donkey in the production team, spinning around in circles.

When he came to the operating room, the anesthesiologist sat down beside the machine wearing a lead suit.

"Brother Liu, what's wrong with you? It's just one operation, and there won't be a lot of threads." Ji Xiang greeted the anesthetist with a smile.

"I didn't sleep well yesterday."

"Oh? Did you work overtime last night? Isn't it very hard for you to work overtime at your age. But you can still work overtime, I'm envious." Zhao Zhe asked with a smile.

This overtime work is not another overtime work, and the atmosphere in the operating room is relaxed and joyful.

"What kind of overtime work? My hobby now is fishing." The anesthesiologist said listlessly.

"Then what happened to you?"

"I was kicked out of the house by my wife yesterday."

"!!!" Zhao Zhe was very interested, took the time to wash his hands, and asked while disinfecting when he came back, "Old Liu, what happened, did your wife catch you?"

"Catch a fart! I always said that my favorite thing is fishing. It's not like you. You are not married at a young age, and no one cares who you want to sleep with. You envy me, and I envy you."

"Ham, I think, someone must be willing." Zhao Zhe didn't care about the anesthetist's ridicule at all, and returned to the topic, "Are you coming home late from fishing?"

"My wife is sick."

"..."

"I went home yesterday and insisted on asking me a question."

"Who will be caught first, her or your mother?" Zhao Zhe asked with a smile.

"This question is outdated." The anesthetist sighed. "She asked me what I should do if I went to the bathroom without paper and a 500 million check and her photo in my hand."

"!!!"

"!!!"

This question is really boring.

"Brother Liu." Tang Yan squinted her eyes and asked, "You don't think straight men have cancer, why don't you choose a photo?"

"I don't want to have an attack."

"I'll go, how dare you?! By the way, the relationship between you two is really good. How old is the child, and you can still ask such stupid questions." Tang Yan didn't want to hurt the anesthesiologist, so she could only praise him from another angle.

"Oh, I also think this question is stupid, so I answer it even more stupid."

"What did you say?" Zhao Zhe asked.

"No matter when, you are the first choice?" Tang Yan widened her eyes and said an answer in disbelief.

"No way." The anesthesiologist heaved a sigh of relief, "I just want to be as tactful as Xiao Tang said."

"Is this still tactful?!" Tang Yan was inexplicably surprised.

"I said pick it up with your fingers, then lick it with your mouth, and then go home and tell you that I got a check for 500 million and kiss you."

"..."

"..."

"Brother Liu, go out." Tang Yan said expressionlessly, "Scum like you should be destroyed directly, it's disgusting, it's simply disgusting."

"The stage is on!" Ji Xiang clapped his hands.

"It caused me to spit out my breakfast today." Tang Yan said contemptuously.

"Medical students, are you still afraid of this?" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

"This is the most disgusting answer I've ever heard." Tang Yan said, "No matter what time it is, you are the first choice. It's foolish enough."

"When I was in school, I learned about cholera in epidemiology." Ji Xiang asked while performing the operation.

"Learned, what's wrong?"

"Test you a question."

"You said."

"How are the three development stages of cholera pathology divided?" Ji Xiang asked leisurely.

Tang Yan was stunned for a moment.

Epidemiology itself is very unpopular, plus the word pathology, she definitely doesn't know it.

"I don't know, how do you divide it?" Tang Yan asked.

Ji Xiang didn't speak, and concentrated on the operation.

"Ji Xiang, how are you divided? Tell me quickly." Tang Yan urged.

"Hahaha, Xiao Tang, Doctor Ji Xiang is joking with you." Lin Jiu interrupted Tang Yan's questioning with a smile.

"In the middle of talking, I know he deliberately disgusted me, but what's so disgusting about the pathological classification." Tang Yan shook her head, but she was wearing a sterile cap on her head, and her ponytail didn't fly up.

"Don't ask."

"No, hurry up!" Tang Yan's stubborn temper came up.

"What did you have for breakfast? Fried dough sticks and soy milk?" Ji Xiang squinted at the screen, doing super selection.

"Hey, I knew you were deliberately disgusting me. I didn't eat fried dough sticks and soy milk in the morning. I drank porridge and eggs with pickles!" Tang Yan was proud.

"The stool pathology of cholera patients is divided into three types, early stage: egg flower shape; middle stage: black rice porridge shape; late stage: white rice soup shape."

"..."

"Xiaoji, you are more disgusting than me." The anesthesiologist said helplessly, "I also drank porridge in the cafeteria early in the morning, and the rice porridge in our cafeteria can reflect people's shadows, and it is really similar to the white rice soup-like cholera. "

"Bad." Ji Xiang said with a smile after finishing the super-election quickly, "It's just a joke, don't think too much about it."

"Can you say something nutritious."

"Is white rice porridge still not nutritious?"

"nausea!"

"Contrast imaging." Ji Xiang raised his hand.

Although everyone was chatting, they did not delay the operation at all.Connect the high-pressure injector and start imaging.

"Say something nutritious. I met a teacher who was very willing to sweat, especially when he was nervous."

Ji Xiang said softly while squinting his eyes at the screen.

"Use gauze. Director Sui of your orthopedics department has to tie two strips of gauze on his head when performing operations. Otherwise, he will sweat. I don't know where he got so many sweat glands."

"That's right, I think Director Sui's sweat glands have grown to the top of his head."

"That's not what I'm talking about." Ji Xiang squinted his eyes and looked at the screen. "I was watching the stage at the back that day. The operation was difficult. He asked the patrol nurse to wipe the sweat while he was doing it. But when I went back to get blood, I took it I gave him a piece of gauze to wipe it off."

"As soon as I wiped it, I saw his hands tremble, his whole body stiffened, then softened, and then he was scolded."

"Calling you? Why?" Tang Yan was puzzled.

"It turns out that teacher has friction allergies." Ji Xiang replied flatly.

"!!!"

"What is allergy to friction?" Tang Yan asked with big eyes blinking.

"People with certain congenital allergies, as long as the skin is rubbed, even if it is slightly stimulated, it will cause a certain allergic reaction. Localized edema will appear at the rubbed site, and there will be redness around it, accompanied by itching."

"Xiao Tang, ignore him." The itinerant nurse pressed the intercom and said outside, "Jixiang is driving."

"Why are you driving? I don't feel it."

"Xiaoji, is the teacher you mentioned married?" the itinerant nurse asked with experience.

"No, I've always been single."

"Let me just talk, stinky rascal, tell our little Tang about this." The itinerant nurse let go of the intercom contemptuously.

Tang Yan finally understood what it meant, and gave Ji Xiang a vicious look.

It's not scary to drive, it's scary not to understand.

Whoever doesn't understand is embarrassed.

"Withdrawal, it's over." Ji Xiang turned and stepped down, and Lin Jiuze was in charge of the next work.

Lin Jiuze has long been used to being a little doctor under Ji Xiang.

The "rough work" of withdrawing tubes and compressing to stop bleeding is all his.

"Bang~"

Ji Xiang tore off the lead coat and threw it on the ground.

"How many times have I told you to hang up the lead clothes directly!" The itinerant nurse kicked open the airtight lead door and babbled after walking in.

But she didn't reprimand Ji Xiang like she reprimanded others, and asked Ji Xiang to obey the operating room discipline and hang up the lead clothes, but picked up the lead clothes by herself and started to pack them.

"Xiaoji, you said that you are the same. You don't even look for a date. Driving a car is more extreme than those old hooligans."

"Just telling the truth casually, sister, I didn't drive, it's because you think too much." Ji Xiang scratched his head and smiled.

Suddenly, the technician outside the leaded glass stood up with a serious and extremely polite expression.

The itinerant nurse stared blankly, looking through the leaded glass.

Director Bai walked in wearing a blue hat.

"Director Bai."

Although the roving nurse was in the operating room, Director Bai certainly couldn't hear her greeting, but the roving nurse stood at attention and said hello.

"Director Bai, why are you here?" Ji Xiang went out to greet Director Bai.

"Wenbanya is recovering really well after the operation!" Director Bai said excitedly, "Xiaoji, the operation is well done!"

"Fortunately, as expected."

"Do you think the stepping on your feet will have a big impact?"

"No, Wenban Yama's recovery rate is very high, and I don't think there's anything wrong with the sprained ankle."