Healing Doctor

Chapter 116 Sir, do you prefer to put it on the left or the right? (Bonus chapter by Alliance Leader Yi Yang x1)

at the same time.

Ji Xiang was scrubbing his hands, preparing to cooperate with Director Liu's surgery.

Today, Director Liu unreasonably took him from Mo Chenggui's side.

Director Liu was quite interested in this trainee. He seemed to have a smooth journey ahead, and everyone, from Mo Chenggui to Colonel Wang and General Manager Wu, treated him very well.

Even Director Zhao Xiangming, who had just met them and was known for his fiery temper, was completely submissive to them.

It's a bit strange, it doesn't make sense, but Director Liu doesn't seem to care much about it.

This kid is interesting.

In addition, after breaking the record more than a hundred times in the weekend's competition, Director Liu decided to train him.

If it really works, it's not impossible for me to keep him here by using my facial recognition.

After all, he's a young man that even Old Master Gu of Shanghai has high hopes for. If I keep him here, wouldn't I be able to get in touch with Old Master Gu?

But Director Liu was just thinking casually that it would be extremely difficult to retain even one resident in the Second Affiliated Hospital; even his own graduate students might not be able to stay.

Most importantly, Director Liu felt that this kid was strange, and a bit reckless at crucial moments. His technical skills were ridiculously high, and when he pointed at Director Zhao's nose and scolded him, he hit the nail on the head.

The scrub nurse is Tang Yan, the girl who drives even crazier than Colonel Wang.

"Ji Xiang, aren't you in a group with Colonel Wang and Professor Mo?" Tang Yan asked while tidying up the surgical instruments.

"I asked Ji Xiang to come and lend me a hand," Director Liu answered for Ji Xiang.

"Haha, if I had known you were going to have surgery, I would have told Sister Dali not to scrub my hands," Tang Yan said.

"What, trying to dress up my little Ji? Don't get too involved." Director Liu talked nonsense while reviewing the X-rays before the operation, without affecting each other at all; that's a skill in itself.

"Oh, Director Liu, you've received similar treatment before?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.

"When I was young, I was a country bumpkin, a city cutie, incredibly handsome. I wasn't some ugly, clueless nerd who didn't know how proactive girls could be." Director Liu reconfirmed the affected side and checked with the anesthesiologist, as steady as a rock.

"And then?" Tang Yan asked curiously.

"Once when I went abroad to study, they'd never seen such a spirited young man like me before. The circulating nurses were completely mesmerized." Director Liu confirmed this, then turned to wash his hands, smiling as he said, "Guess what the nurse at the Cleveland Clinic asked me?"

"Hahaha, Director, you're amazing!" Tang Yan tidied up the equipment, laughing heartily, waiting for the last joke.

She asked me, "Sir, do you prefer to put it on the left or the right?"

After saying that, Director Liu left the operating room to scrub his hands.

"What do you mean?" Tang Yan didn't understand.

The anesthesiologist smiled as he connected the ventilator. "Yan'er, the urology department is a bunch of scoundrels. Don't talk to them, don't say a single word."

The circulating nurse laughed and, without explaining, went to count with Tang Yan.

"25, 26... Oh my god! Director Liu meant that!!" Tang Yan suddenly exclaimed.

"Yan'er, what are you doing?" The circulating nurse was startled.

"Now I understand what Director Liu meant!"

"Hey, stop messing around, where were we?"

"25, please."

"I think it's 26."

Let's start over.

The operating room door opened, and Ji Xiang, with his rear end sticking out, opened the door and turned to walk in.

"Dr. Ji, you have a nice perky butt. You must have been on stage quite a bit," the anesthesiologist chuckled.

"It's still troublesome. I think the old-fashioned sensor doors that you can just kick open are fine. Infrared ones are actually a step backward," Ji Xiang said while getting dressed.

Seeing the circulating nurse counting with Tang Yan, Ji Xiang narrowed his eyes and said, "Teacher, could you please help me tie it?"

The anesthesiologist helped Ji Xiang fasten his sterile gown. "Dr. Ji, I heard you went to the competition this weekend and broke the record over a hundred times?"

"Uh, um."

"Wow, no wonder Lao Liu wanted to take you into surgery. Be careful of Director Liu, he's a nice guy, but he's also quite cunning."

As he spoke, Director Liu also bent over and walked in.

"What are you talking about? Back when I, Old Liu, was the best in the world, you were still wearing open-crotch pants." Director Liu, a veteran who had been cleaning sewers for decades, never cared about driving and said these things as casually as eating and drinking.

He disinfected himself with a smile and got dressed.

"Check it again."

Ji Xiang went to disinfect, and Director Liu checked the patient's information with the anesthesiologist again.

"Director Liu, do you have obsessive-compulsive disorder?" the anesthesiologist asked.

"Don't even mention it. I definitely have OCD, otherwise how could I check so many times?" Director Liu said. "Now nurses do three or eight checks, but I need twenty-eight checks before I dare to perform surgery."

"I didn't hear that you cut the wrong kidney."

"I didn't make the mistake, but I've seen it happen before. Otherwise, how could I have such a big psychological trauma?" Director Liu said. "Back then, I was just a junior doctor who had just started my clinical practice. I watched helplessly as Professor Sun from back then had his accident."

"Later, when we were drinking, someone asked me, 'You guys can even cut kidneys wrong, how do you think your brains work? Do you rely on photosynthesis?'"

"Sigh." The anesthesiologist sighed.

"Only those who do it know," Director Liu said. "But that's no excuse. Putting in the effort is more important than anything else, right, Dr. Ji?"

Director Liu was keen to mentor him, and he didn't mind letting Ji Xiang remember this seemingly useless but actually problematic clinical experience.

"Yes, Director," Ji Xiang said while disinfecting. "I also heard that a long time ago, not long after the reform and opening up, a doctor drank too much and went to the emergency room to remove his appendix. He made the wrong side, and he was too embarrassed to make another incision."

"Wow, this works? Is he even a surgeon?!" the anesthesiologist exclaimed in surprise.

This resident trainee's account of medical malpractice sounds like he's made it all up.

"He started tracing the intestines, emptying them out, and then found and removed the appendix. Later, it seemed the patient had a severe intestinal obstruction and was suffering quite a bit." Ji Xiang stood in his assistant's seat and calmly recounted a "story" that a system NPC had told him.

This kind of story can also be called an accident.

"I will be very careful, Director."

Director Liu was taken aback, and even slowed down a little when putting on the gloves.

"Dr. Ji, is your brain... somehow possessed?" the anesthesiologist asked. "These kinds of old accidents happen at least 30 years ago. Now, appendectomies are all done laparoscopically, mostly through the navel. It's impossible to make a mistake."

Director Liu shared the same idea.

Logically speaking, the instructors who taught Ji Xiang during his internship should all have been young people. They were skilled in laparoscopy, and almost none of them performed the old-fashioned open appendectomy.

Ji Xiang had heard of this kind of accident before; this kid is quite gossipy.

As he put on his clothes and stood in the surgeon's position, Director Liu suddenly remembered how Director Zhao had been scolded like a grandson yesterday, and a chill ran down his spine.

He glanced at Ji Xiang and saw that he seemed normal, but he still felt a little uneasy.

(End of this chapter)