Healing Doctor

Chapter 351 Bloodline Suppression?

"Are you thinking that since you're not the one performing the surgery, you have no idea what the post-operative results will be? So you're always trying to give vague answers?" Deng Chaohong asked.

Lu Kai looked somewhat bewildered, then nodded.

He didn't know why Professor Deng Chaohong knew so much, as if he could read his mind.

This was a fixed habit of the doctor, and Lu Kai unconsciously incorporated it into his daily life without even realizing it.

"I don't know what an escort inspector is, but I guess this profession is probably similar to the scalpers of the past," Deng Chaohong explained. "Ordinary scalpers only make a profit from the price difference, the price difference due to information asymmetry, and with connections, they can live comfortably. But top-tier scalpers..."

As he spoke, Deng Chaohong smiled and looked at Lu Kai.

"Don't just follow the crowd. I know a scalper in Shanghai—or rather, a medical assistant. He's a doctor by training, but he couldn't find a better job, so he started selling medical devices."

"Back then, the regulations were lax, and factory personnel could come up to the operating room to instruct on how to use new instruments during surgery. He was a surgeon by training and had received professional training abroad. Although I had never seen him perform surgery, his eyesight was very sharp, and every reminder he gave was spot on."

"So back then, many hospitals would ask someone from this manufacturer to oversee surgeries. It's a joke now, but at the time nobody thought anything was wrong. If he didn't perform the surgeries, the circulating nurses and scrub nurses would be unhappy."

"That's amazing!" Xu Leyu knew that Professor Deng Chaohong was a cautious person with high standards, and rarely praised people. He said it was good, at least a 7 out of 10.

"Later, during the centralized procurement, he sensed something was wrong and switched careers to become an examination escort." Deng Chaohong smiled and continued to explain, "He is quite professional, and his expertise in orthopedics goes without saying."

Other departments also used their connections to access medical records, conducted detailed data analysis, and confirmed with the operating room scrub nurses and anesthesiologists who were most proficient in various diseases and who were professional research doctors who were just famous. This person was extremely knowledgeable about these inside stories.

"!!!" Lu Kai's eyes shone like morning stars.

"That's roughly the idea," Deng Chaohong said. "You can do anything to make a living, whether you're a doctor or a medical examiner. But if you want more than just food, you want to eat your fill, or even eat well, then you'll need to put in more effort."

"I'm just giving you an example," Deng Chaohong said. "As you become more professional, that kind of bloodline suppression will naturally lessen because you are no longer the same person you used to be. You now see yourself as an elite in a certain industry."

"Teacher Deng, I will try my best," Lu Kai said.

Deng Chaohong's words today were profound and insightful; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them a guiding light.

"Alright, I'll get back to work, you guys get busy." Deng Chaohong didn't say much, just gave Lu Kai a few pointers. As for what will become of him in the future, that's up to Lu Kai himself.

Deng Chaohong and Ji Xiang worked for two or three hours to complete all the follow-up work. Ji Xiang declined Deng Chaohong's invitation and went home alone.

He was very interested in the fact that the 19-year-old patient had muscle atrophy and wanted to know what the patient thought.

As he was leaving, Deng Chaohong suddenly remembered something. He turned back to Lu Kai and said, "Oh, right, there's one more thing."

"Teacher Deng, please go ahead."

Have you ever driven to a wildlife park to see tigers?

"No, teacher," Lu Kai said, "but I know about it, someone insisted on getting off the bus a few years ago and something happened."

"I've been there," Deng Chaohong said. "I saw a couple with an Alaskan Malamute trying to drive it in, but they were stopped by the staff."

Why?

"It is said that tigers become ferocious when they smell dogs, and there have been incidents where they have overturned cars."

"Well……"

"The gossip of bloodline suppression." Deng Chaohong looked at Lu Kai, "Hurry up and evolve."

Although this statement sounds a bit strange, the logic behind it is quite easy to understand.

After getting to know Deng Chaohong, Ji Xiang found him to be an interesting person. He was refined and easy-going yet witty, and most importantly, he was serious about his work. He was somewhat like Zhao Zhe, but not quite.

……

……

Back home, Ji Xiang pondered over the silly roe deer, remembering what Deng Chaohong had said about bloodline suppression. After thinking for a while, he ate with the old man, then washed up and went into the system operating room.

"Teacher, I see that the patient with the rotator cuff injury is only 19 years old, but he already has severe muscle atrophy." Ji Xiang asked the question as soon as he came in.

"What, do you want to empathize?" the system NPC asked.

"Hmm." Ji Xiang nodded. "I knew it would be very uncomfortable, but I can't understand why it would be so uncomfortable."

"Give it a try, it might be worth it." The system NPC looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

"By the way, teacher," Ji Xiang said with a smile, "I got a perfect score on the medical licensing exam."

Ji Xiang didn't care about this matter, and the system NPCs hadn't asked him about it, so Ji Xiang hadn't mentioned it.

What others considered an amazing perfect score was nothing special to the system NPC. He didn't care at all, as if he hadn't heard it, and continued to explain the condition to Ji Xiang, "Rotary cuff injuries are very common, you should go and get it checked out."

"Teacher, I got first place in the country! A perfect score!" Ji Xiang was a young man after all, and he couldn't show off to others in real life, but he had already regarded the system NPC as his mentor. If he didn't say something, he would regret not showing off his achievements in the dark.

"A perfect score is normal, and that's not bad either. I estimate you can get 590, considering there are still some subjective questions," the system NPC said. "Hurry up and get a feel for it; I'll teach you a secret technique when you get back."

"A secret weapon?" Ji Xiang instantly forgot about getting a perfect score and being number one in the country.

"Arthroscopic rotator cuff surgery is a surgical method with fewer complications."

"!!!" Ji Xiang was overjoyed. "Okay, I'll go right now."

The system NPC led Ji Xiang to the next room, where light and shadow flickered as they entered.

Before Ji Xiang could open his eyes, a series of "bang bang bang" sounds entered his ears.

"Ji Xiang, what's wrong with you!" someone shouted.

His voice didn't contain any special concern; it seemed more like a secret delight.

A sharp pain shot through Ji Xiang's right shoulder; he was feeling the pain of a rotator cuff tear.

When Ji Xiang opened his eyes, he found himself in a basketball court, surrounded by "giants" who were about 1.9 to 2.1 meters tall.

At 1.88 meters tall, I'm nowhere near that height.

"How's your shoulder?" A middle-aged man ran over, asking anxiously with a gloomy expression.

"It hurts, I can't move," Ji Xiang said.

"Damn it!" the middle-aged man cursed viciously.

"Coach, is Ji Xiang's injury serious? Nobody's touching him," a teammate said.

The coach didn't speak, his face seemed to be covered by a dark cloud, and Ji Xiang vaguely sensed that "his" injury must be very serious.

(End of this chapter)