Healing Doctor

Chapter 708 Old Wang is still alive!

Many days later, Ji Xiang gradually understood the system's meaning.

Professor Zhou personally taught me how to perform cardiac surgery; such opportunities are rare!

So that's how it is! This is how the system opened a backdoor for itself!

The cardiac surgery department here not only performs surgical procedures, but also handles all kinds of interventional cardiac surgeries.

The Department of Cardiology is relatively weak, at least in front of Professor Zhou Congwen.

Ji Xiang seized the time to learn cardiac interventional surgery and surgical procedures from Zhou Congwen. He was very happy to see the numbers on his skill list soaring.

It's so great to have cheat codes! The system NPCs and Professor Zhou often give me backdoors, especially this time, it couldn't be more obvious.

Ji Xiang didn't even want to go back.

A full month later, one day after the surgery, Zhou Congwen called out, "What are we having for lunch? I need to order food."

"Director Zhou, five hamburgers, six chicken wraps, and twelve egg tarts. Oh, and eight chicken drumsticks, all large portions!" the nurse replied.

"Coke with ice?"

"No Coke, I'm on a diet."

"Pfft." Ji Xiang laughed out loud.

This is what you call dieting?

The nurses in the operating room were all overweight, and Ji Xiang knew that this was a type of obesity caused by overwork.

Shen Lang turned around and took off his lead apron. He said furtively, "Xiao Ji, I'll be waiting for you in the changing room later."

Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment. Why did Shen Lang want to see him?

Was there anything wrong with today's surgery?

His skills in cardiac interventional surgery have improved rapidly. Although he can't catch up with Shen Lang, they are not far off.

This is still because the system cannot use the Ming Dynasty Autumn Hair.

However, Ji Xiang nodded nonetheless.

Through this period of contact, Ji Xiang's feelings towards Shen Lang have improved a lot.

This guy just likes to gossip, but otherwise he's a genuinely good person.

He rests every day, doesn't play games, doesn't go out partying, and isn't a fisherman. Instead, he stays at home writing novels on his laptop.

He is a pure person.

Moreover, Shen Lang's technical level is not very high, after all, Professor Zhou is here to help, but it can at least be said that it is not bad.

After sending the patient back, Ji Xiang returned to the locker room and saw Shen Lang smoking with a deep expression.

"Brother Lang, didn't I do a great job with the surgery today?" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

"I'm telling you, Old Wang isn't dead," Shen Lang said in a low voice.

"!!!"

A thunderbolt exploded above Ji Xiang's head.

Old Wang had been discharged from the hospital a month ago, and Ji Xiang had long forgotten about him. It was only when Shen Lang mentioned him that Ji Xiang realized what had happened.

not dead? !

The empathy isn't over yet? No wonder this empathy hasn't ended yet; it turns out it's not over.

However... Old Wang can't possibly survive!

When Old Wang was discharged from the hospital, all his vital signs were extremely poor, and the medication could no longer sustain him. At that time, there were only two options: either go to the ICU to use machines such as ventilators and ECMO to maintain his vital signs, or go home and wait to die.

Old Wang's grandson chose to go home and wait to die.

Based on those indicators, Ji Xiang thought it would be a small miracle if Old Wang could live for 24 hours after being discharged from the hospital, and if he could live for 48 hours, his ancestors' graves would be emitting auspicious smoke.

But Old Wang has lived for more than a month and is still alive. Is this the sign that a tree is growing on their ancestral grave?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

"You don't believe me, do you?" Shen Lang's expression was somewhat gloomy, only his eyes shone with a light that was filled with longing for gossip.

Ji Xiang even felt that compared to the eerie and bizarre legend of absorbing other people's lifespan, Shen Lang didn't care at all; he cared more about this gossip.

"Of course I don't believe it, Brother Lang," Ji Xiang said. "The patient had blood drawn every day before being discharged. He had respiratory alkalosis, metabolic acidosis, kidney failure, respiratory failure, and heart failure. Any one of those would be fatal."

"Yeah, I don't understand either." Shen Lang sat under the "No Smoking" sign, a cigarette between his fingers, frowning in thought.

"Brother Lang, did you see it with your own eyes? Are you sure?"

"I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I'm planning to go check on it today," Shen Lang said. "There's an elderly patient near Old Wang's house. I called him and specifically asked him to tell me any information he might have about Old Wang."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was speechless in the face of Shen Lang's persistence.

Moreover, he has a wide network of connections, which is why he can still find people to monitor him.

"Retirees, you know, they have high retirement pensions and don't have to pay for hospitalization, which makes other people envious."

Ji Xiang didn't understand. He nodded, wrote down Shen Lang's words, and planned to ponder them later.

"Actually, I didn't contact that patient; he contacted me to ask about Old Wang's situation."

"Huh? Why?"

"I'm just jealous," Shen Lang said. "I'll ask him to take a look for me while I'm at it."

"And then?"

"Later, word spread in the neighborhood that he lived in the old residential area of ​​his former workplace, where most of the residents were former colleagues. Everyone knew him and was envious. They said Old Wang must have died a long time ago, but his grandson just wouldn't report it and was receiving a salary without working every month."

Ji Xiang knew nothing about this, and then learned what it meant to receive a salary without working.

Although Shen Lang described the situation of people receiving salaries without working inside the hospital, unlike Zhao Zhe, his attention was always on Old Wang, and he didn't stray from the topic.

"The story got more and more outrageous as it spread, and even people at work wanted to check it out."

"But last night, Old Wang's grandson took him out for a stroll."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was speechless.

Whether it's respiratory alkalosis, metabolic acidosis, or other organ failure, any of them can be fatal.

That's it!

Old Wang can actually last a month!

"I suspect that Old Wang's grandson is going to die," Shen Lang said with a sigh.

Ji Xiang forced a smile, a stiff and somewhat awkward one, "Brother Lang, do you really think Old Wang can suck people's lifespan?"

"Do you have any other explanation? With those indicators, could he even live for a month? Even if you had Congwen take care of him, he wouldn't have lived that long."

"..."

Ji Xiang remained silent.

With so many deadly diseases, it's a miracle if someone self-discharges from the hospital and goes home without intervention from doctors and can survive for a month!

"I have no other explanation. What I told you before was 7% a joke."

Shen Lang frowned, taking one puff of his cigarette after another.

"You saw how many kinds of medicine I adjusted every day during Old Wang's hospitalization. My skill level is not low, at least higher than that of the average ICU director in the area."

"Moreover, there is also guidance from the text."

"It would be a bit of an exaggeration to say that our medical level is the best in the country, but it's definitely in the top five."

"Even with all this, I can barely keep going. How can he possibly survive after he goes home? Xiao Ji, tell me, if it's not about draining people's lifespan, is there any other explanation?"

Shen Lang said a series of words.

This time, even Ji Xiang's values ​​began to waver.

"Moreover, the old patient said that he saw that Old Wang's grandson, Wang Quan, looked unwell, deathly pale, and probably wouldn't live much longer because of the absorptives."

(End of this chapter)