Healing Doctor

Chapter 78 Extra Rewards

The moment the zebra guidewire was inserted, Mr. Wu breathed a sigh of relief. He knew the most difficult part of the surgery was over, and he felt a sense of relief, wanting to straighten his back and rest for a bit.

However, the next second.

The sharp gaze of the senior doctor lashed at me like a whip.

Mr. Wu broke out in a cold sweat.

He carefully and cautiously inserted the mirror and found the gallstone.

The stone is stuck at the second narrowing of the ureter.

Mr. Wu prepared the laser, adjusted the energy, and shattered the stone.

They carefully removed the stones, little by little.

The surgery went smoothly afterward, and Ji Xiang stopped saying anything, especially that idiotic skill of his stopped nitpicking and finding fault with everything.

The muscle memory for this "idiot's skill" isn't for the sake of cursing, but for the sake of a successful surgery.

Once a surgery is completed, the skill of "superior doctor's gaze" also ends.

Ji Xiang noticed that the experience bar above General Wu's head seemed to have increased slightly, but it also seemed to have remained unchanged.

Ji Xiang leveled up very quickly during training in the system's operating room, so he assumed that General Manager Wu would also level up rapidly.

But as it turns out, these were all false guesses.

General Manager Wu's skill level is decent, meeting the standards of a chief resident, but his comprehension is a bit lacking, making his promotions extremely slow.

"Let's just keep going, one task at a time," Ji Xiang glanced at the system task list and noticed that there was no time requirement, knowing that the system had already made its judgment.

After the surgery, several people lifted the patient onto a stretcher.

Although the "superior doctor's gaze" had ended, Mr. Wu seemed to still be immersed in the state of being strictly managed by his mentor, and naturally pulled the gurney away from the operating room.

"Dr. Ji, why are you acting like a big shot as a resident? Don't you even know how to take patients home?" the circulating nurse asked.

Ji Xiang took off his gloves and scratched the sterile cap on his head.

He was eager to rush the patient back, but Ji Xiang knew that General Manager Wu was probably still immersed in the effects of the skill, and it would be even more awkward if he said anything.

"Dr. Ji is quite interesting," the anesthesiologist added. "Mr. Wu's surgeries have been on the rise these past few days..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Xiang.

"Teacher, I'm off." Ji Xiang said goodbye and then turned to leave.

"Why are all the kids these days like this?" the circulating nurse muttered, puzzled, as she threw medical waste into the red trash can.

She didn't have a problem with Ji Xiang; talking, especially about things that don't involve medical matters or require no thought, can relieve fatigue.

"I heard something from Lao Li these past few days," the anesthesiologist said in a deep voice.

"What did you say?"

"Did you two exchange tips while fencing in bed together?" the scrub nurse added as she stepped down from the platform.

"..." The anesthesiologist was taken aback by what Tang Yan said, then laughed and said, "Old Li was on duty a few days ago, and it was also General Manager Wu who performed the incision to remove the stones."

"The procedure was relatively stable during the operation, but after the operation, it seemed like there was a sudden air embolism."

"Brother, so what if it's air embolism? Why does it seem like it?" Tang Yan said disdainfully.

Indeed, air embolism is a life-threatening condition.

One or two incidents occur in the operating room every year. Each time, the operating room is in complete chaos. The head doctor and head nurse will lead a team to learn from the experience and lessons.

No matter how meticulous the surgery is, it can only reduce the probability of an accident; it will still happen if it's going to happen.

"Old Li said that General Manager Wu was in charge of the emergency treatment, and at the time, even he and a junior trainee were being lectured like dogs. And guess what happened?"

"Brother, your habit of keeping me in suspense is really annoying. It's only because you're wearing a mask that I'd want to use an enema to brush your teeth."

The anesthesiologist was used to the scrub nurse's way of speaking and didn't get annoyed. He said directly, "It's already strange that Mr. Wu was scolded like a dog by a student, but what's even stranger is that the student actually cured the air embolism with just a bottle of erythromycin ointment."

The circulating nurse walked over and reached out to pat the anesthesiologist's head.

"His body temperature is at least 45 degrees Celsius. The thermometer would explode from the heat. He's just talking nonsense," the circulating nurse said.

"I guess so, and then what?" The scrub nurse and the circulating nurse worked together remarkably well. "Are General Manager Wu and Brother Li chasing after him like runaway lapdogs?"

"The simp has gone wild... the simp has gone wild..."

The anesthesiologist savored the word and slapped his thigh hard.

"Yes, it's like a simp running wild!"

"..."

"..."

The two nurses were speechless for a moment.

"Enough with the nonsense. If you're going to write a national-level paper on treating air embolism with erythromycin, remember to include me as the twenty-eighth author," Tang Yan said. "I need to go memorize some stuff. The head nurse is drafting me for some ridiculous martial arts competition. Do I need to be a martial arts leader?"

"Keep your voice down!" the circulating nurse said sternly.

In the operating room, you can joke around, drive, and even go a little too far without any problem.

However, it would be inappropriate to speak ill of one's superiors.

Although the scrub nurse was telling the truth, the circulating nurse stopped her immediately.

"Hey, don't you believe me?" the anesthesiologist quickly said. "Let me put it this way, I didn't see that surgery, so I don't know if what Lao Li said was exaggerated, but you saw today's surgery, right?"

"What's wrong?"

"I know Mr. Wu's skill level. He actually finished the surgery in less than an hour, even with training." The anesthesiologist sorted out his thoughts. "Don't you guys find anything strange about that?"

"I don't think so." Surgical nurse Tang Yan took off her sterile gown. "I just think Mr. Wu is a bit strange, like a simp."

"Being a simp is great, you have to lick someone before you even thread a needle. You'll see when you have a boyfriend." The anesthesiologist chuckled and ended the conversation with a quick overtaking maneuver.

……

……

Ji Xiang returned to the ward, intending to visit the patient and chat with him for a bit.

Through the empathy provided by the system, Ji Xiang learned that the patient had a difficult secret, and the system NPC also gave him a "task".

Ji Xiang understood the meaning of the system NPC. Technical skills couldn't solve all problems; to become a mature doctor, being adept at interpersonal relationships was crucial.

As Ji Xiang entered the ward, he saw Director Liu talking to General Manager Wu.

Director Liu stared intently at Ji Xiang for at least three seconds after seeing him before waving.

"Director," Ji Xiang said respectfully as he walked over.

Director Liu solved a difficult problem without leaving a trace, which Ji Xiang greatly admired. This respect was not just politeness, but came from the heart.

"Did your teachers supervise many surgeries during your internship? There aren't many resident trainees who can earn Xiao Wu's praise," Director Liu said.

"fine."

"Read some books this week, and participate in the city's medical system skills competition this weekend. I don't expect you to come in first place, just don't be at the bottom."

"Yes, Director," Ji Xiang replied perfunctorily.

He had absolutely no interest in any grand martial arts competition.

"Ding-dong~"

System Task: Grand Competition

Task objective: Achieve an excellent ranking in the city-level medical skills competition.

Task duration: 5 days and 12 hours.

Task Reward: Basic Reward – 1 random basic attribute point. (Note: The higher the ranking, the richer the reward.)

Ok?

The system has actually assigned me a mission for a seemingly unimportant competition? And the rewards are generous, with special notes indicating that the higher the ranking, the richer the prize.

Ji Xiang didn't quite understand.

The so-called grand competition was actually just a formality; everyone went out to have fun, and no one cared whether they came in first place or not.

It seems to serve no purpose other than wasting time.

It seems the system NPC has given me another backdoor.

"Alright, go write the medical records." Director Liu smiled, his attitude towards Ji Xiang was extremely gentle.

"Dr. Ji, there's an emergency this afternoon. Don't go too far. I'll call you when it's time," Mr. Wu said quickly.

Ji Xiang returned to his office and sat down at his computer.

Mo Chenggui and Wang Daxiao saw patients at the outpatient clinic, while Ji Xiang was responsible for writing medical records and doing almost all the odd jobs.

Because Ji Xiang demonstrated strong medical record writing skills, the two professors trusted him completely and practically gave him free rein.

Ji Xiang didn't rush to work, but instead held his breath and entered the system space.

"teacher."

Seeing the system NPC standing there with his hands behind his back and his waist bent, Ji Xiang jogged over to him.

"Now you know how the head of urology solved the problem?" the system NPC asked.

"I know a little bit, but I don't know much about it," Ji Xiang said honestly.

"That's normal. Many doctors work their whole lives and still don't know how to solve this kind of problem," the system NPC said.

"Teacher, what if it were you?" Ji Xiang asked.

Ji Xiang was quite excited to have this extremely difficult task thrown to the system NPC.

"Public hospitals have a mutual aid quota for medical treatment every year, so spending a little money is no big deal," the system NPC said. "However, the quota is limited, and it depends on the attitude of the medical affairs department and the leaders, so I definitely won't do that."

Ji Xiang looked expectantly at the system NPC.

"If it were me, I would apply for a research project and request funding," the system NPC said. "It would be about the comprehensive treatment of complex urinary tract stones, and I could also write a few articles. The doctors who perform the surgery and manage the patients can gain some experience, the patients will benefit, and we'll all have some comprehensive experience."

Ji Xiang had never thought of this approach before, and was momentarily stunned.

"For example, I collaborated with manufacturers to organize a large-scale screening for the treatment of congenital heart disease in newborns in rural areas of seven provinces, municipalities, and autonomous regions."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang got goosebumps all over his body.

"A total of 1322 surgeries were performed, covering a wide range of patients. In the end, we wrote three world-class papers, not to mention the papers published by Chinese journals."

"Amazing!" Ji Xiang was completely impressed.

"However, since you got the simplest answer, the reward has already been given to you."

"That big competition mission?" Ji Xiang was both amused and exasperated.

"The higher your completion rate, the richer the reward. Don't underestimate this task," the system NPC said earnestly. "The Grand Competition may not be valued by veteran doctors, but for junior doctors who have just entered clinical practice, it is the best way to enhance their resumes."

(End of this chapter)