Healing Doctor

Chapter 705 Shen Lang's Gossip

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Countless exclamation marks appeared above Ji Xiang's head.

"Nobody paid attention at the time, so I won't give you the conclusion yet. I'll continue with the story." Shen Lang counted on his fingers, showing one finger to indicate that this was the first example.

"Many years later, something happened to the family of the second-in-command of their unit. Someone passed away in the provincial capital," Shen Lang said. "A group of them went to the provincial capital in three cars to attend the funeral, but Old Wang's car got into a major accident when they got off the highway."

"There were seven people in the car, all of whom were seriously injured. Old Wang was sitting in the passenger seat and was the most seriously injured."

"They were sent to the intensive care unit in the provincial capital. At that time, the intensive care unit had just been established, and they said they were the first batch of patients."

Ji Xiang looked at Shen Lang and saw a strange light shining in his eyes, as if he could reach out and touch him. He realized that he had been assimilated by Shen Lang without realizing it and had become interested in this gossip.

This feeling is truly...

It's hard to say.

It seems that the doctors under Professor Zhou's supervision all have their own unique characteristics.

Unbeknownst to him, Ji Xiang's inner grumbling about Shen Lang had completely vanished; he hadn't even noticed it himself.

"After we went in, the doctor there said that Old Wang might not make it, at most three days. As for the others, one of them would be paralyzed from the waist down, but the rest were okay."

"But guess what!"

Ji Xiang barely suppressed the urge to pin Shen Lang against the wall.

Shen Lang was very strong. It was the first time Ji Xiang had ever seen such a burly guy, and he was not sure if he could beat this beast.

"Of the last seven people in the car, only Old Wang walked out unharmed."

Shen Lang also has his merits; he simply keeps things mysterious without wasting time.

Perhaps it was because even Shen Lang himself couldn't stand speaking too slowly.

Ji Xiang was taken aback, but then laughed and said, "Brother Lang, something's not right."

Shen Lang took a deep drag of his cigarette, his expression one of certainty that Ji Xiang would say the same thing, and asked, "What's wrong with that?"

"Isn't it in the provincial capital? You know so much detail, it must be hearsay. If it's just a rumor, it'll go through two or three people before you can hear it anywhere else, don't you think?"

"You underestimated me, Brother Lang!" Shen Lang seized on Ji Xiang's words and began to refute them, "I specifically visited the former director and head nurse of the ICU, as well as a junior nurse at the time, regarding this matter."

"Go to the provincial capital for a visit? Just because of this?" Ji Xiang was taken aback.

"Yeah, what else?" Shen Lang said smugly.

Ji Xiang had no idea what was so great about this.

"Why? Is it a rare or difficult-to-diagnose illness?" Ji Xiang asked. "But it's an external injury, and it doesn't seem to have anything to do with rare or difficult-to-diagnose illnesses."

"How can you be so boring!" Shen Lang scolded. "Sucking people's lifespan, isn't that a big deal enough for me to make a trip for?"

"..."

Ji Xiang looked Shen Lang up and down again.

His reasons were so "sufficient" that it was difficult for me to refute them.

The answer was fine, but Ji Xiang felt that what this person was saying didn't sound like something a doctor would say.

Is this what they mean by "a dog's mouth can't produce ivory"?

"Besides, I'm just going to a meeting in the provincial capital. I'll just ask while I'm at it. It won't waste my time."

"I learned from the former director and the head nurse that they didn't expect Old Wang to be so incredibly strong. He survived by sheer willpower. The others either suffered aortic dissection and died as soon as they sat up in bed, or they had other accidents. In short, out of the seven people in the last bus, only Old Wang survived."

Absorbing people's lifespan?

If Ji Xiang hadn't been a staunch materialist, he would have believed it upon hearing this.

Shen Lang raised his second finger, but this time he saw his strengths. Shen Lang stopped rambling and continued talking.

"A few years later, Old Wang got old and started having heart attacks. At that time, our director went out for further training and came back wanting to try it. As a result, Old Wang was hospitalized. If he didn't have surgery, he would die, and if he did, he basically wouldn't survive."

"Emergency bypass surgery?"

"It was very rare. There was no interventional surgery available at the time, so we had to grit our teeth and do it anyway." Shen Lang only briefly mentioned the medical matters and continued gossiping, "In the end, Old Wang pulled through, but his eldest son, who was taking care of him, developed a severe allergic reaction and died soon after."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang remained silent.

He saw Shen Lang extend his third finger.

One thing might be a coincidence, two things might be a coincidence, but what about three things?

It seems that this can no longer be described as a coincidence.

Having finished his cigarette, Shen Lang, who was in the middle of a lively conversation, took out another cigarette, lit it, and took a deep drag.

"Later, Old Wang started taking Pinellia ternata because of his lung problems. As a result, he suddenly fell into a coma and was sent to our hospital. At that time, no one knew about Pinellia ternata, and everyone was at a loss about what to do about the coma."

"Clear Pinellia? Is that the Pinellia that has been detoxified? What kind of poison is it?" Ji Xiang asked.

Shen Lang said dismissively, "Dr. Ji, can you please pay attention to the important points?"

Ji Xiang had a lot of complaints he wanted to vent.

As a doctor, Ji Xiang did not think there was anything wrong with what he had just asked.

Shen Lang, on the other hand, doesn't seem serious at all.

"Later, our director saw something was wrong at a glance. He finally figured out the problem by carefully analyzing the clues and determined that the coma was caused by him taking Pinellia ternata."

"Old Wang recovered that time, but his second son died in a car accident afterward."

Shen Lang raised his fourth finger.

Is Old Wang a cursed lone star? Ji Xiang wondered.

Shen Lang continued talking non-stop, his hands no longer pointing, but gesturing.

When he got to the eighth point, Shen Lang finally stopped.

As he recounted the story of an old patient with great familiarity, Ji Xiang was somewhat dazed.

Shen Lang was the strangest doctor he had ever met, completely different from everyone else.

This guy seems to have no interest in medicine, only in gossip.

"I'm telling you, Xiao Ji, you really need to be careful," Shen Lang said seriously. "Although I know that the idea of ​​sucking people's lifespan is probably nonsense, but still..."

As he spoke, Shen Lang waved the number "8" in front of Ji Xiang.

"With so many examples, you can't just say they're all isolated cases."

"Brother Lang, something's still not right," Ji Xiang said. "Every time Old Wang is hospitalized, we go to see him. If he's sucking people's life force, why are the doctors always perfectly fine?"

"Snap!"

Shen Lang raised his hand and hit Ji Xiang on the head.

It was very light, more like a joke, which stunned Ji Xiang for a moment.

"This is the eighth time. Didn't I tell you? Old Wang didn't have much help at home, so he hired a caregiver. She died after taking care of him!"

"..."

"However, I also have your question, and I've discussed it with the director."

discuss!

Let's not discuss the illness itself, let's talk about these trivial things.

"The director said that our white coats can ward off evil spirits!" Shen Lang didn't look smug; he seemed to be simply stating a fact.

(End of this chapter)