Healing Doctor

Chapter 207 Surgery Competition

"Xiao Ji, holy crap! You're really back?!" Colonel Wang asked in bewilderment.

"Yes, I'm a resident physician, I have to stay here for three years." Ji Xiang answered casually as he skillfully performed the circumcision.

Colonel Wang and Mo Chenggui had only ever seen a LV9 level circumcision surgery performed by Ji Xiang. They were both amazed that Ji Xiang's surgery could be performed to such an almost perfect degree, and also amazed that Ji Xiang had "given up" his promising future.

For a moment, I couldn't even tell where my attention was focused.

Is this child mentally ill, or is it that surgery can only be performed perfectly under pathological conditions?

"Xiao Ji, what are you doing..."

"Stop talking, Lao Wang." Mo Chenggui didn't go on stage; he stood behind watching Ji Xiang's surgery and interrupted Colonel Wang.

Having collaborated on numerous major surgeries, the two have developed a close, long-standing relationship, often understanding each other's needs with just a glance.

It's like eating an ice pop; you understand as soon as you move, and you immediately open your umbrella and get on the bus.

These are all basic procedures, the tacit understanding developed through a lifetime of surgical collaboration.

"Xiao Ji, don't worry," Mo Chenggui comforted him. "I've seen a few cases of academic matters over the years. To be honest, the worst thing is that you embarrassed Qin Chu. He shouldn't be so relentless in pursuing this matter."

"This isn't serious!" Colonel Wang didn't get into the car with an umbrella, but instead contradicted Mo Chenggui.

"Hey." Mo Chenggui smiled emotionlessly. "Normally, what everyone needs is respect, it's all about mutual support and courtesy. But... let me ask you something, Colonel Wang."

"What's wrong?"

"If one day you suddenly have a surgery you can't complete, and no one looks down on you, but instead thinks it's normal, how would you feel?"

"Wouldn't they be overjoyed?"

After Colonel Wang finished speaking, Mo Chenggui remained silent. He then assisted Ji Xiang in cutting off the leather bag and examining it carefully.

Mo Chenggui's words were simple, but upon closer examination, Colonel Wang broke out in a cold sweat.

She's even scarier than Sadako!

Having practiced surgery diligently for decades, I've long been accustomed to being cautious and walking on thin ice.

Every time a surgery is successful, the patient and their family are happily discharged and go home, regardless of whether their words are sincere or not.

With all the skills I've accumulated over the years finally put to good use, what more could I ask for?

But Lao Mo described a bizarre scene.

It doesn't matter whether the surgery is performed by a resident, by myself, a professor, or by a top senior surgeon like Professor Gu; it doesn't matter whether it's good or bad...

So all those years of training have gone to waste?

This is equivalent to equating oneself with a resident trainee.

If a skill that you've relied on for a lifetime suddenly becomes useless, then what's the point of everything you've done?

"Old Mo, what do you mean?" Colonel Wang asked sternly.

"Technical battles don't matter, really." Mo Chenggui earnestly comforted Ji Xiang. "Technical battles are based on one point, which is that both sides acknowledge this. Once I watched Farewell My Concubine. After the liberation, Cheng Dieyi's singing voice cracked, and the People's Liberation Army applauded from below the stage without causing a disturbance. I was a little confused at the time."

"Respect can't put food on the table. If I perform surgery well, that's my skill. If I do it badly and the patient or their family criticizes me, that's because my technique isn't good enough. But what if I lose all of that?"

"Old Mo, this is..."

"So don't be afraid, I don't think Qin Chu will do anything outrageous," Mo Chenggui comforted him. "Besides, we're in urology, which is a completely different system."

His explanation was rather general and broad, just a general idea, but Colonel Wang understood it instantly.

"Shouldn't Qin Chu thank Xiao Ji?"

"That's not the case," Mo Chenggui said with a smile.

Amidst the laughter and conversation, the surgery was completed. Ji Xiang didn't feel that what Mo Chenggui said was off-topic; it was just that the topic was too broad and subtly touched upon the fundamental issues.

"Xiao Ji, you did a great job with this surgery. It would be a waste if you weren't a surgeon," Colonel Wang praised. "And it seems that Elder Gu values ​​you a lot. Elder Gu will be coming again in a few days. Remember to go and meet him, so you can become acquainted with him."

"With Elder Gu around, and even with cross-system access, what can Qin Chu say no matter how powerful he is? Right?"

"Old Gu is here? What for?"

"Professor Zhou isn't working here," Mo Chenggui explained. "He's a junior apprentice of Elder Gu. In our area, he's considered to be supporting the frontier, but mainly because Elder Gu is highly skilled in kidney transplantation, and most importantly, he has connections in organ transplantation."

"Kidneys?"

"Yes, it's the same as the lung transplant in Wuxi," Mo Chenggui said. "They'll stay here for a while and train our transplant surgeons."

"Do you feel that you looked down on Old Gu when he came for the lengthening surgery last time?" Colonel Wang asked.

No, no.

Ji Xiang quickly replied.

He was still young and didn't have the prejudice of a seasoned clinician; he genuinely didn't have any intention of looking down on him.

"In the world of martial arts, even Elder Gu can't escape. When you're in the martial arts world, you're not in control of your own destiny; it's unavoidable. Don't even mention Elder Gu, what about Elder Zhong? Doesn't he still have to support the pharmaceutical company? Even Elder Zhong can't stand what anyone says behind his back."

"They can only say in vitro experiments in the publicity. That stuff can kill bacteria with a cup of cola, so don't think that Old Gu is greedy for money when he comes to have the lengthening surgery."

"I know." Ji Xiang nodded. The system NPC had said something similar, all about how people in the martial world are often powerless to control their own destiny.

"Let's get down to business. Professor Zhou is leaving. He's always wanted to organize a surgical competition to promote the development of surgical techniques through competition."

"There are more surgical competitions in the South, this is the first time for us," Mo Chenggui said. "That's why Elder Gu is coming."

"Dr. Ji, Old Master Gu had a good impression of you last time. Now that Old Master Gu is here, let Lao Mo take you to pay him a visit. Don't be sour and nasty, and keep your temper in check."

Colonel Wang gave instructions.

"I have a good temper," Ji Xiang explained.

But he also knew that in the eyes of the other professors, he had become the fool who had scolded Qin Chu so badly that he died of shame.

Actually, Ji Xiang had a pretty good impression of Mr. Gu.

He didn't continue to explain, as saying more would only make things worse, and Ji Xiang was too lazy to say more.

"We have a surgery at National Taiwan University tomorrow, I'll take you with me," Colonel Wang suddenly said. "Once we're done here, go back and look at the medical records."

"What kind of surgery?"

"YJ cancer, total mastectomy," Colonel Wang said.

"Keep an eye on the patient's mental state," Professor Mo said. "The surgery itself is quite easy; it's not that difficult. The real challenge lies in changing the patient's mental state."

"There's no other way. We need to have the surgery done as soon as possible. The five-year survival rate is pretty good, and the malignancy isn't high. But if we choose to preserve it without surgery... it won't be of much use."

"Okay." Ji Xiang nodded in agreement.

(End of this chapter)