Healing Doctor

Chapter 202 Going Back to Get a Circumcision

"I'll do it." Ji Xiang saw that Zhao Zhe was a little embarrassed and knew that he didn't know anyone in Shanghai.

He took out his phone and made a call.

"Mom, how is Qin Chu? Is he awake?"

"It's nothing serious. He was put on cardiac monitoring in the emergency room. I heard from Academician Teng that Qin Chu's vital signs are stable and there are no other problems."

"Okay, when do you have time?" Ji Xiang smiled broadly.

"I have something to do here, you go back first, I'll talk to you when I get home in a few days."

The moment I finished speaking, the other end of the phone hung up.

Ji Xiang was also somewhat helpless, as his mother had this hasty temper that she hadn't been able to change for many years.

"Qin Chu is alright," Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe said.

"Xiao Ji, are the people next to Academician Teng your parents?"

"Yeah, they probably know I'm in a meeting here and want to come and see what's going on." Ji Xiang said with a hint of displeasure, "I'm all grown up now, and they still don't trust me."

Zhao Zhe was speechless with astonishment.

He saw that Ji Xiang's parents and Boss Teng were communicating like friends, and now that he heard the definite information from Ji Xiang, he realized that he had underestimated Ji Xiang.

This young man is not only exceptionally talented, but his family is also very powerful.

Someone who can have such a pleasant conversation with Academician Teng must be an ordinary person.

"What do we do next?" Zhao Zhe asked.

"After the meeting, of course I'll go home; there's no point in lingering here."

Today is Saturday, and Ji Xiang is quite excited because he thinks he can go to the urology hospital with Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui for a day of surgery after going home.

The holiday is almost over, and the number of circumcisions will drop drastically.

Ji Xiang wanted to seize the opportunity; even though it was just a minor surgery, he didn't want to miss it.

Zhao Zhe found it somewhat amusing to see how much Ji Xiang cared about circumcision.

Ji Xiang rarely performs such minor surgeries anymore; only now does he seem like a resident trainee.

"Xiao Ji, you really gave me a fright just now."

Just as Ji Xiang had guessed, without him even asking, Zhao Zhe's talkative nature naturally led the conversation to the topic of "the superior doctor's gaze".

"What's wrong?"

"You were too fierce just now. Let me think." Zhao Zhe pondered for a moment. "When I first started working, that was twenty years ago. Our old director was particularly fierce. If there was a typo in a medical record, he would throw it right in my face."

"I saw our old director back then, his calves were cramping so badly he could barely walk. Yes! Professor Ling Tian later walked with a limp, I guess he felt the same way."

Zhao Zhe felt that what he said was a bit strange, but because of his talkative nature, he didn't think much of it.

"That's how I felt when I saw you. It was like I had written my medical record wrong, or that the knot in the artery during surgery wasn't tied securely. I trembled when the head doctor glared at me."

"It's really strange. The old director has been retired for so many years, so why do I still have this feeling? Over the years, no matter who I see, although I act like a grandson, I know what I'm really thinking. I'm definitely not that afraid; it's all an act."

"But I was really scared just now, terrified, I even felt like I was about to have a heart attack. By the way, Xiao Ji, do you think Qin Chu has a heart condition?"

"No," Ji Xiang said, "They probably had an electrocardiogram done, but it's nothing serious."

"Then how did he get scolded to the point of fainting? That's strange." Zhao Zhe entered a thinking mode.

"Maybe it's because I've done too many bad things," Ji Xiang said calmly. "When I was in school, my teacher said that being a doctor is a matter of conscience. You might do something to support your family, but you can't go too far or cross the line. You always have to do things according to your conscience."

"Yes!" Zhao Zhe said, "A surgery every fifteen minutes, my heart was pounding as I watched, I found it unbelievable, is this a top-level hospital? It's even worse than a private hospital that rips people off."

"At first, I thought their surgeries were so fast because they were so good, lightning fast. Just like when you had surgery, Xiao Ji, you went into the superselection and never failed, it was so smooth and successful."

"But who would have thought that the tube would be placed directly on the hepatic artery to administer the medication, without even considering the effects? It's unimaginable how uncomfortable the patient would be after receiving medication all over the liver."

Ji Xiang recalled that when he was experiencing the same thing, he vomited for four whole days after the surgery, vomiting until he felt dizzy and disoriented. Unfortunately, he couldn't tell Zhao Zhe about that feeling.

"Perhaps Qin Chu felt ashamed of himself, wondering how he could be a director, not even as good as the director of our small hospital. Although our hospital's level wasn't good and the director wasn't ambitious, they were still quite good to the patients."

"I originally thought the interventional level here was high and I wanted to learn from the surgical videos, but all my classmates and others just scoffed at it."

Zhao Zhe talked on and on, rambling on and on, but he seemed to enjoy it.

He had never experienced such a gossipy moment in his life. Although it seemed that his years of hard work were about to go down the drain, none of those articles and data could compare to the satisfaction of Ji Xiang verbally abusing Qin Chu to the point of fainting.

Just as Academician Teng said, Qin Chu was parading around in the city dressed in the emperor's new clothes, thinking he was so great.

Qin Chu wanted to crush Ji Xiang like a lion pouncing on a rabbit, but he didn't expect that Ji Xiang, a young man, would expose the truth that Qin Chu himself was not wearing clothes, and directly kill him.

This kind of gossip is enough for Zhao Zhe to talk about for half his life, so he was naturally overjoyed to witness it with his own eyes.

The two chatted as they headed straight for the airport.

Ji Xiang was in a hurry to get home for surgery; the fireworks at Disneyland couldn't compare to the pleasure of surgery.

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In the emergency room.

Qin Chu lay flat on the hospital bed with an electrocardiogram monitor attached to his body.

Countless thoughts swirled and collided in his mind.

Especially in the moment when I was preparing to teach that young doctor a lesson and use my status to completely crush him, memories flooded my mind like a tidal wave, as if I had been possessed, experiencing the entire process of a patient from illness to surgery to death.

Even Qin Chu, whose mind was as firm as a rock, was at a loss.

Things were strange, but he didn't have time to think about why he had gone through so much as if he were possessed.

Qin Chu felt extremely ashamed, and it seemed that the medical staff passing by were all talking behind his back.

He knew he had a bad reputation in the academic circles of interventional medicine, and he would often comfort himself that this was a helpless measure he had to take in order to treat more patients.

But you only know the pain when the knife falls on your own body.

Qin Chu silently recalled that "personal experience" that seemed like a past life, and fear kept rising in his heart.

This fear includes the fear of death, the feeling of being powerless to do anything even though you know the surgery is just a charade, and the young doctor's harsh rebuke.

He stared at the ceiling, his eyes blank, like a dead fish.

"Boss."

Ling Tian arrived at the emergency room feeling ashamed. Seeing that Qin Chu's electrocardiogram monitor readings were stable, he sat down on a chair next to the bed and gently called out.

(End of this chapter)