Healing Doctor

Chapter 208 The Castrated Patient, You Follow

The surgery is complete, but this is only one step in the process.

It is also extremely important for Ji Xiang, Wang Daxiao, and Mo Chenggui to visit patients after surgery and explain postoperative precautions to them.

Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui were mainly concerned about whether Victoria Men's Hospital would provide patients with physical therapy or similar treatments. Although this was very unpopular and their employer didn't like them doing this, it was considered a treacherous act of sabotaging their employer's business.

But the two insisted on it, and seemed to enjoy it immensely.

Even Colonel Wang, who had always harbored resentment towards Mo Chenggui, was unequivocal in this regard.

Ji Xiang is responsible for explaining to patients what might happen in the future, such as changing dressings, pain, congestion, and so on.

The time spent communicating with patients after the surgery far exceeds the time spent on the surgery itself.

After finishing everything, Mo Chenggui treated Ji Xiang to a barbecue at Yiyang.

"Xiao Ji, do you know what to pay attention to during this surgery?" Mo Chenggui asked while eating skewers.

"The mental health of castrated patients," Ji Xiang sighed. "But when faced with something like this, who can be mentally healthy?"

"Cai Lun, the inventor of papermaking," Colonel Wang said casually.

"Cai Lun doesn't seem to be a good person in the standard sense," Ji Xiang said.

"..."

"..."

Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang were taken aback.

"I read in the book that Cai Lun was quite favored by Empress Dowager Dou, but Empress Dowager Dou never gave birth to a prince, so Cai Lun came up with the excuse of using evil magic, and there were a lot of troubles after that." Ji Xiang explained briefly, without going into details.

Cai Lun is clearly labeled as having invented papermaking technology that benefits future generations. However, Ji Xiang doesn't entirely agree with the assessment of Cai Lun as a person.

Li Shen, who wrote about hoeing the fields under the midday sun, and Kuang Heng, who stole light by drilling a hole in the wall, both later became notorious corrupt officials.

Come to think of it, they even steal light...

"Xiao Ji, you really have a stubborn streak." Colonel Wang laughed. "That's right, let's put ourselves in each other's shoes. Men, even though the term 'with a penis' is vulgar, it's easier to understand."

"Mmm-hmm." Ji Xiang nodded repeatedly.

"No matter how old the patient is, removal will always bring some side effects. Let's not talk about the mysterious psychological issues, but just the practical issues, such as the inconvenience of urinating in the future, having to sit down."

"It is said that sitting down to urinate is good for the prostate, and even if you don't have surgery, it is still recommended to sit down," Mo Chenggui said.

"Of course, when I was thirty, I would never stand up unless I was at work," Colonel Wang said casually.

"Would you like to lie down?"

"That was after the age of eighty. Lying down was indeed comfortable, but diapers weren't that convenient."

Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang took the conversation to the ends of the earth, much like a comedian performing a crosstalk routine.

"Is sitting really good for the prostate?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Hey, why are you thinking about this at such a young age?" Colonel Wang waved his hand.

"Some things are better started when you're young. Xiao Ji, if you can sit, don't stand. Remember that?" Mo Chenggui said.

"I've got it." Ji Xiang nodded.

"I remember being laughed at when I was young," Colonel Wang chuckled. "It was Old Zhang from the gastroenterology department who made fun of me for not being able to pee standing up. Give him a green laser treatment in a few days, let's see what he has to say then!"

"You must start taking care of yourself when you're young. Don't think it's old-fashioned to have a thermos with goji berries, Xiao Ji. When we get older, we'll give them a piece of our mind and make them laugh back."

"That guy from Black Panther was already living in a thermos with goji berries. When I saw that, I felt a pang of sadness. Why sing rock? It's because he's resentful. Singing pop music is about accepting life's hardships," said Colonel Wang. "Unfortunately, even rock 'n' roll guys can't escape the fate of living in a thermos with goji berries."

"It's something that will happen sooner or later, so start taking care of yourself early," Mo Chenggui said.

"Yes, outlast those old guys who look down on us," Colonel Wang added. "If Qin Chu is too shameless and keeps causing trouble, Xiao Ji, you'd better be patient for now."

"How old is he? Once he dies of old age, and you've achieved academic success, drag him out of his coffin and whip his corpse."

Ji Xiang chuckled, neither confirming nor denying.

Today, Colonel Wang and Mo Chenggui brought up this matter countless times. It was clear that the two were somewhat worried about themselves, fearing that Qin Chu would cause trouble again.

All they said boiled down to one thing—to lie low.

However, Ji Xiang was not worried. His parents had a good relationship with Boss Teng, the only academician in the interventional radiology department. Whether Qin Chu was a dragon or a tiger, it seemed that he had little to do with him.

But Ji Xiang didn't say much; talking about this kind of thing too much would be like talking about Versailles.

Besides, Ji Xiang himself didn't want to rely on his parents.

Every young person feels that they are better than the previous generation, and Ji Xiang is no exception.

"It's not unprecedented in the medical field to outlive them," Colonel Wang reassured with a smile. "Xiao Ji, you're young, you have a bright future ahead of you..."

Colonel Wang rambled on and on, his worry evident in his words.

Ji Xiang appreciated the gesture.

"That being said, the total mastectomy for Ding's cancer does have a profound impact on the patient. You've been with this patient from beginning to end," Mo Chenggui said earnestly, emphasizing the last sentence in particular.

He had always treated Ji Xiang as an equal before, but on this matter, Mo Chenggui was very serious.

Ji Xiang knew that this was clinical experience and part of the surgery.

Otherwise, I would just be a cold surgical machine.

"Teacher Mo, I understand." Ji Xiang nodded. "How should I comfort the patient?"

"It's no use, no amount of comforting will help. It's not your penis that's being cut, you wouldn't understand," Colonel Wang said. "Watch over the patient, then tell the family to take good care of him, and make sure the patient doesn't try to kill himself."

"what?"

"Over the years, at least one patient who underwent total mastectomy for cervical cancer has died in the hospital every year, almost all by jumping off buildings." Mo Chenggui sighed. "A few years ago, I was at work one day and watched a patient jump off a building right before my eyes."

"I see," Ji Xiang replied in a low voice.

A thought flashed through his mind: should he try it out?

But it was just a fleeting thought. Ji Xiang was a very good doctor, but not a pervert. He didn't want to empathize with everyone.

Castration, this kind of...

Ji Xiang subconsciously shook his head, deciding that he should just go check on the patient. He didn't want to bother with anything else.

After taking a quick bite, Mo Chenggui chatted with the owner of Yiyang Barbecue for a while before leaving.

"Teacher Wang, is this boss a patient?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No, it's not that. When we were young, we would come here for barbecue every time we got paid. It's been over 20 years, and his place has always been here. People get sentimental when they get old," Colonel Wang laughed. "But the main reason is that the owner is a really interesting person. You should come here often if you have the chance."

"Hmm." Ji Xiang glanced carefully at the dark-skinned, thin boss.

(End of this chapter)