Healing Doctor

Chapter 667 Ruthless Person

To determine the nature of the lesion, the thoracic surgery department arranged a biopsy, which once again proved that the lesion in Mo Chenggui's right lower lung was not a malignant tumor.

Only Lin Jiuze fell into deep thought.

Although he spoke eloquently, it was precisely because I understood him that I was all the more shocked.

Ji Xiang's performance was far better than he had imagined, and his wildly imaginative diagnoses were even more unfathomable than Lin Jiuze's own.

Lin Jiu originally wanted to learn advanced hybridization surgery, but he did not expect that Ji Xiang would shock him with a series of diagnoses.

From then on, Lin Jiu kept observing Ji Xiang.

Normally, Ji Xiang is just like an ordinary doctor, and there's nothing particularly special about him. However, the compound licorice tablets and the bird allergy are still etched in Lin Jiuze's mind, impossible to erase.

With holidays becoming increasingly scarce, Lin Jiu was starting to get anxious.

Not only in diagnosis, but also in hybrid surgeries involving joints and ligaments, there are almost none.

In fact, Lin Jiuze also knew that Ji Xiang had only "proved" himself through one variety show, and that it would take time for the results to develop and for consensus to be reached in a short period of time.

But I don't have time anymore, I really don't have time!

A sense of urgency arose spontaneously, and Lin Jiu even considered contacting Massachusetts General Hospital to find a patient to perform the surgery, even if it meant paying the cost himself.

a few days later.

Ji Xiang underwent surgery.

"My silly dog ​​needs to be walked every day, otherwise it's so energetic it could tear the house apart." Ji Xiang turned around to change his clothes and chatted with Tang Yan.

"What kind?" Tang Yan asked.

"Border Collie? German Shepherd? I'm not sure, but they're quite well-behaved," Ji Xiang said.

"Can you do a backflip?" Tang Yan asked, squinting her eyes.

Ji Xiang understood the joke. He laughed and said, "Another day when you get up early, I'll take you two for a run and show you what it means to be a pro."

"That Ji Xiang, he won't give an inch when it comes to words," Tang Yan thought angrily.

"Xiao Ji, you're the most ruthless person I've ever seen," Zhao Zhe said as he lifted the patient.

"Ruthless? It can't be that bad."

"You're so self-disciplined. Anyone who can get out of bed the moment they open their eyes is a tough character to me! If they're not particularly unlucky, they'll definitely amount to something in the future," Zhao Zhe said. "Your self-discipline is truly impressive. Every time I try to be more self-disciplined, I become lazy again in just three to five days."

"Speaking of ruthless people, my roommate in school was really ruthless," Tang Yan said, trying to smooth things over for Ji Xiang. She was packing up her equipment as she spoke. "My roommate was 1.7 meters tall and loved wearing high heels. High heels, you know, wearing them too much can easily cause ingrown toenails. She had severe ingrown toenails on both of her feet, saying that walking was excruciatingly painful."

"One day I returned to my dorm and the room was covered in blood, and the sheets were soaked."

"Oh? The sheets? Are they wet?" Zhao Zhe asked.

"Pah!" Tang Yan spat. "I thought there was a murder, and I was startled, but then I saw that girl using pliers to pull out her own nails."

"!!!"

"!!!"

"Did you perform the nail removal surgery yourself?" Ji Xiang asked. "When I was in the urology department, I heard Colonel Wang mention a patient who cut his own skin at home, resulting in a bed full of blood. He eventually had to come to the hospital to stop the bleeding."

"Yes, pull them out yourself, the nails of both big toes."

The nail removal surgery involves anesthesia first, then using scissors to cut the ingrown nail from the inside and outside to the root, before pulling it out. The surgery is very simple; even some hospital interns have performed it.

But to make it for yourself, you have to admit you're a tough guy.

"The key point is!" Tang Yan emphasized, raising her voice, "That girl wasn't given anesthesia; they just pulled it out raw."

"Wow!"

"The Ten Great Tortures?"

"The teacher only explained the basic surgical procedure in class, and only because the female student was interested. She didn't mention that anesthesia was needed. So she thought she didn't need anesthesia and just did the surgery for her paronychia herself."

"With this level of intelligence, he's basically done for clinical work," the anesthesiologist joked.

"It's a bit foolish, but really brave!" Ji Xiang praised. "Cutting his own nails to the root and pulling them out without anesthesia—isn't that just like being tortured with bamboo skewers through your fingers?"

"Amazing!" Zhao Zhe gave a thumbs up. He wanted to say something, but then he suddenly remembered something and fell silent.

Ji Xiang sensed Zhao Zhe's hesitation and momentary low mood, but he didn't ask immediately. Instead, he lifted the patient onto the stretcher and, instead of changing his clothes right away, accompanied Zhao Zhe to send the patient off.

Lin Jiu then joined in to help, continuing to observe Ji Xiang up close.

"Brother Zhao, what were you trying to say just now?" Ji Xiang asked.

"I once met a patient with late-stage cancer," Zhao Zhe said softly. "The family had some money, but not much. Their child wasn't married yet, and it was already late-stage when they discovered it. The patient didn't want to be hospitalized, saying it was too wasteful and unnecessary. But the family unanimously decided that treatment was necessary, so they brought him to the hospital."

"When there's a conflict between the family's and the patient's own decisions, as the attending physician, there's nothing I can say; I can only let them discuss it themselves."

"Doctors can't really do much in this kind of situation. They know there's a huge pit ahead, and no amount of money can fill it. At best, they can only buy themselves some more lifespan."

"I understand, Brother Zhao." Ji Xiang patted Zhao Zhe on the shoulder to comfort him.

"Later, the patient and his family had a few arguments, and the patient's son and his future daughter-in-law tried to persuade them. That girl was really something; she just said it outright: she would sell everything she owned to get medical treatment first."

"And then?" Ji Xiang asked.

"One day I was on night shift when a patient's family member kicked open the door to the duty room."

"..." Ji Xiang knew something serious must have happened. It was probably because the patient he had just mentioned had committed suicide in the ward, which was why his family or the family of the patient in the next bed had kicked open the door to the doctor's duty room in a panic.

"When I got there, I saw the patient wrapping his head with layers of plastic tape and suffocating to death."

"!!!"

"That was the most gruesome scene I've seen in my decades of medical practice," Zhao Zhe sighed. "If we're talking about ruthless people, that old man was the real ruthless one. He took his own life... Sigh, let's not talk about that, let's not talk about that."

Ji Xiang raised an eyebrow, but didn't continue the conversation on this topic.

Lin Jiu found them very strange.

As the gurney was wheeled out of the operating room, a doctor wearing an isolation gown and a sterile operating room gown was walking out while making a phone call.

"We've already seen the patient. I don't think open surgery is necessary. How about you continue the medication in your internal medicine department for a while longer?"

"Not all cases of acute abdomen require open surgery; the key is when there is no indication for surgery."

"Wait a moment, I'll go take a look. But I still suggest you have a hospital-wide consultation first, call on Director Lu, maybe it's some kind of rheumatic immune disease."

When Ji Xiang heard what he said on the phone, he thought to himself, "When in doubt, rheumatism and immunity are the best policies." It really is a wise saying.

(End of this chapter)