Healing Doctor

Chapter 50 This Damn Familiarity

However, that skill is a bit silly, and the way he speaks and acts, which comes from the depths of his soul and DNA, is embarrassing.

Ji Xiang clearly remembers that he was a resident physician, and being able to perform surgery was already a great achievement. But now that he's on the operating table, he has to become a senior doctor, bossing around real senior doctors. This contrast is touching, and Ji Xiang feels completely lost.

These professors and experts may seem kind and approachable, but if you push them too far or make them lose face, they might find their own path difficult.

Most importantly, Ji Xiang felt embarrassed to use hemostatic forceps to tap Professor Mo on the operating table, and it was better not to use this skill if possible.

It can be quite difficult for a junior resident to immediately accept the unquestionable behavioral guidelines of a senior doctor.

Even though Professor Zhou Tianbo's words were somewhat unpleasant to hear, Ji Xiang thought about it and managed to suppress his impulse.

Ji Xiang comforted himself, thinking of it as saving a surgical point.

Ji Xiang did not answer Professor Zhou, but instead proceeded to separate the sticky leather bag at his own pace.

After the separation was complete, Ji Xiang reached out and touched the suture device.

If this were in the system's operating room, the system NPC would immediately hand the suture device to Ji Xiang.

If Mo Chenggui or Wang Daxiao were to assist with the surgery, the suture device would be in the most convenient position, within easy reach.

But Ji Xiang found nothing.

Professor Zhou removed the clock stand and, as was his habit, put it into his bag.

Old Gu frowned. Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang, who were on the viewing platform, were also somewhat displeased with Zhou Tianbo's actions.

They didn't know if Professor Zhou did it on purpose. Perhaps it was because he was a surgeon all his life and was not used to being an assistant, so he subconsciously wanted to start the surgery.

Just like Guo Degang, who is an excellent comedian, but when he plays the supporting role, he is always aggressive and steals the show.

However you look at it, Professor Zhou's action disrupted the harmony of the surgery.

Ji Xiang felt a slight anger when he saw Professor Zhou take over the surgery directly.

With a slight focus, Ji Xiang activated the skill "Superior Doctor's Gaze," using one surgical point, like loading a bullet into a chamber.

Give him a shot!

"Snapped!"

A hemostat was struck on Professor Zhou's radial styloid process.

Professor Zhou, who was holding the clock stand, paused.

Time seemed to slow down, and Professor Zhou vaguely sensed that something was wrong, but in his daze, he couldn't quite put his finger on what it was.

It was just a minor surgery; he'd quickly and efficiently finish it, wanting to show the boss that he did a better job than the resident trainees! That was Professor Zhou's thought.

but!

What was that eerie aura?

A sharp pain shot through my wrist.

A sharp gaze fell upon him, and Zhou Tianbo involuntarily shivered.

In an instant, his DNA stirred, and the deep-seated fear of his superiors was awakened, instantly transporting him back to his student days.

"Boss." Professor Zhou was so overwhelmed by the aura that he didn't dare to lift his head and obediently handed the clock stand to Ji Xiang.

Old Gu was somewhat displeased when he saw Ji Xiang's actions.

Even if Xiao Zhou insisted on performing the surgery, Ji Xiang shouldn't have hit his wrist.

But the next second, we heard Professor Zhou address the boss.

Old Gu was stunned.

Colonel Wang was stunned.

Only Professor Mo knew that Professor Zhou must have encountered the same situation he had encountered yesterday.

It's really strange. I tried to sense it carefully today, but I didn't feel any superhuman power from Dr. Ji.

Mo Chenggui had initially attributed all of this to his own dazed state after performing too many surgeries yesterday, but inexplicably, Ji Xiang's hemostat struck Professor Zhou's radial styloid process, silently telling him that all of this was inevitable.

inevitable!!!

Ji Xiang took the clock stand, placed it in his bag, and completely covered his head with it.

He reached out, and Professor Zhou immediately handed him the cable tie.

He was like a little animal; after being struck, he instantly understood his place and tried his best to please himself.

Zhou Tianbo's skill level was high enough, and he calmed down to be an assistant, so Ji Xiang's surgery was very comfortable.

Ji Xiang felt a little embarrassed when he tapped Zhou Tianbo with the hemostat and Zhou Tianbo subconsciously called out "Boss".

With his biggest concern resolved, Ji Xiang began to focus entirely on the surgery.

Secure the bag to the handle with cable ties, and then insert the handle into the center hole of the casing.

Ji Xiang has become quite skilled at this step by step.

Although the circumcision procedure using a suture device has been upgraded to Level 7, the technique is highly skilled and experienced.

After making incisions and checking for areas prone to bleeding, Ji Xiang added a stitch to the frenulum and applied a pressure bandage. The surgery was then complete.

The patient was taken away, the skill session ended, but Professor Zhou was still immersed in endless confusion.

"Xiao Zhou, come here." Old Gu frowned and beckoned.

Professor Zhou glanced blankly at his boss, then at Ji Xiang, and remained stunned for a full three seconds before realizing what had just happened.

Yourself!

it turns out!!

Treating a resident trainee like a boss!!

Did they get water in their brain or get their brains caught in a door?

Professor Zhou was somewhat angry, but when he recalled the surgery, he suddenly remembered the strange pressure he had felt.

It felt like being taken in by your boss and then being put on your first surgery.

They were extremely careful, barely daring to breathe, for fear of displeasing the boss, or making a mistake in any step and never having the chance to perform surgery again.

That was the most important surgery of my life.

The feeling just now was exactly the same as before, without any difference.

Even while on the operating table, she felt ashamed and called the resident trainee "boss".

It was utterly shameful. At this moment, Professor Zhou felt no anger, only astonishment and fear.

It's like not being able to find a restroom on a speeding train, so you just stand by the door and take care of it.

But when he was enjoying himself to the fullest, he stopped and found himself in front of a crowded train station, with countless eyes staring at him.

Damn it!

Professor Zhou was in a daze.

Seeing the complex expression on his face—a mixture of surprise, realization, and shame—Old Gu was even more puzzled.

"Xiao Zhou, come here!" Old Gu emphasized.

Professor Zhou was woken up. He suppressed his embarrassment and shame, lowered his head, and hurriedly ran to his boss.

"What just happened?" Old Gu asked.

"Old...old..."

"What do you mean 'old'? Are you older or am I older?" Old Gu retorted unhappily.

"Boss, I suddenly felt like I was performing surgery with you just now. It felt exactly like the first surgery you guided me through a few years ago." Professor Zhou said, scratching the ground with his toes through his slippers.

I couldn't pry open the floor, but I almost managed to pry open the slippers.

"Hmm? Suddenly you feel something? Didn't you sleep well last night?" Old Gu certainly didn't believe in those supernatural things, so he frowned and asked.

"Yes, yes, yes."

Professor Zhou readily agreed, taking the opportunity to back down.

He was puzzled, but offered no explanation, attributing it solely to his lack of sleep the previous night.

"You," said Old Gu, clearly displeased, "when you go out, whether it's to give an academic presentation or perform surgery, you represent me."

"We've lost face to the point of being completely humiliated," Professor Zhou knew this even though Old Gu didn't say it aloud.

He lowered his head, "Boss, I need to get off the operating table..."

"What do you mean 'you'? I told you to cooperate with Dr. Ji, but you went and tried to steal a circumcision machine! What a disgrace!"

Old Master Gu rebuked.

After the surgery ended and Professor Zhou left the operating table, the senior doctor's gaze ceased, and the strange feeling vanished. He was now fully conscious.

As he felt ashamed, a thought crossed his mind—did his boss have the same thought as him when he was getting the intravenous infusion via corpus cavernosum puncture yesterday?

Could it be that Dr. Ji is a psychology student?

Did he hypnotize himself with some kind of action?

"Cooperate well with Dr. Ji during the surgery," Old Gu said in a deep voice. "The remaining three are manual circumcisions, right?"

The first sentence was spoken to Professor Zhou, and the second sentence was spoken to Mo Chenggui.

Mo Chenggui immediately nodded, "Mr. Gu, yes."

"How about giving one to Xiao Zhou?"

"well."

Mo Chenggui couldn't understand why people would fight over a simple circumcision procedure.

He didn't know what Elder Gu meant. After Colonel Wang brought the patient in, he whispered a few words to Colonel Wang.

As the patient lay down on the operating table, Ji Xiang chatted with the patient while preparing for the surgery.

Ji Xiang has said countless times that scars are a man's badge of honor. Once you get used to the speed of the car, the world stands still.

Everything comes down to habit. Driving is no exception.

The car was going so fast that it slightly relieved the patient's tension.

Local disinfection and anesthesia.

Professor Zhou kept his head down, not daring to look at Ji Xiang, for fear that Ji Xiang would use psychological gestures to hypnotize him.

Although the idea was quite bizarre, Professor Zhou couldn't find a reasonable one for the time being.

however,

Professor Zhou's actions aroused extreme dissatisfaction from Professor Gu.

This is unbelievable! What's wrong with my student? He performed a circumcision on a purse, and it's like he's been thiefed.

In Ji Xiang's eyes, Professor Zhou's actions... seemed like he was deliberately not cooperating.

Ji Xiang had never encountered such a situation before. School was relatively simple and clean compared to society. The student union wouldn't cause trouble for Ji Xiang, and he had a very carefree time in college.

Professor Zhou was uncooperative, and the surgery was performed haltingly. It would have been better if I had done it myself; he was just getting in the way.

Unfortunately, Ji Xiang was reluctant to give up a single surgical point, but adhering to the principle of prioritizing surgery, he once again invoked the authority of his senior doctor.

What's going on...?

What's with this damn sense of familiarity?!

Professor Zhou lowered his head, subconsciously doing what an assistant should do, preparing to get through the surgery, but once again he felt the almost tangible pressure coming from Ji Xiang beside him.

I did something stupid today—I went up and slid in, making the tiger next to me howl in pain.

Professor Zhou was on the verge of tears.

"Focus."

Instead of tapping Professor Zhou's radial styloid process with hemostatic forceps, Ji Xiang said in a deep voice.

Professor Zhou immediately perked up.

"It's a simple procedure, a circumcision, a minor surgery that couldn't be simpler," Professor Zhou thought to himself.

He simply couldn't suppress the fear ingrained in his DNA and did everything he could to cooperate with Ji Xiang during the surgery.

The surgery was performed quickly, and Professor Zhou gradually began to enjoy the feeling.

Compared to suture-operated surgery, manual circumcision requires more skill and is slightly more complex.

Ji Xiang's operation was swift and skillful. Professor Zhou, from an "objective" standpoint, realized that the person next to him was more skilled than himself, at least in the surgery of removing skin grafts.

Once you accept that damned sense of familiarity and start treating Ji Xiang like your own boss, it's actually not so bad.

The surgery was successfully completed. Unlike the bewildered look on Professor Zhou's face after the previous surgery, he was full of joy as he and Mo Chenggui lifted the patient onto the stretcher, just like a real assistant, doing the job with remarkable efficiency.

Ji Xiang couldn't understand why Professor Zhou's attitude changed so quickly, and he felt a little embarrassed.

As Master Gu looked at his prized student, his brows furrowed deeper and deeper.

(End of this chapter)