Healing Doctor

Chapter 784 The Knight of Justice and the Demon King

"That concludes today's lesson. There are some things you should have learned in college." A hint of sarcasm appeared on Lin Jiu's usually expressionless face as he smiled at Dr. Meltz. "I hope you're prepared, because you might not get much more explanation during the damn surgery."

"After all, it's surgery, and you're the surgeon yourself. You know I can't afford to be distracted when performing surgery, especially high-level surgeries that you can't handle. As for how much you can learn, that depends on you."

Dr. Meltz was furious, but even in his rage, he refused to look at Lin Jiuze any longer.

Looking at this bastard too much makes me dizzy.

Out of the corner of my eye, I saw Ji Xiang. This young surgeon had already become a legend at Massachusetts General Hospital, but Ji Xiang was very relaxed at the moment, looking at... looking at... an ordinary textbook.

Dr. Meltz's heart skipped a beat.

Surgeons are all about talent.

So-called talent is rarely quantifiable, which is a result of the limitations of current science.

Just like how steroids can cause the cell nuclei of certain muscles to increase rapidly within 4-8 weeks when people who work out take them, this has a significant effect on muscle growth.

Therefore, countless fitness enthusiasts and professional athletes ignore the side effects of steroids.

But there are those gifted individuals who have more cell nuclei in their muscles than the average person; this is what is known as talent.

Ji Xiang must be a highly talented surgeon to be able to successfully complete such an unbelievable operation.

Both Neymar and Zhao Dali's performances on the pitch have proven this point.

but!

That young doctor named Ji Xiang was young after all, and his basic theoretical knowledge and mindset were not stable enough.

The words "talent" and "foundation" came to mind for Dr. Merz, and it seemed he should start by exploiting the young doctor's weaknesses.

Ignoring Lin Jiuze's sarcasm and mental attack, Dr. Meltz stood up and went to Ji Xiang's side.

Ji Xiang was reading "Urology," and Dr. Meltz immediately recognized it as just a basic textbook.

It's exactly as I guessed!

These young people are proud, full of talent, and constantly working to make up for their fundamental deficiencies.

However, they are sensitive, easily angered, and have countless flaws.

Before the surgery, a thought arose in Dr. Meltz's mind that shook the young man's resolve, making him hesitate, waver, and even give up.

This is the ultimate answer to defeating your opponent.

As for Lin Jiu's claims that he could teach him how to perform surgery on the operating table, Dr. Meltz didn't believe a word of them.

"Hello, Dr. Ji Xiang, I am Dr. Meltz from Massachusetts General Hospital." This was the first time Dr. Meltz had seriously introduced himself to Ji Xiang.

"Understood." Seeing that Dr. Meltz was serious, Ji Xiang stood up, shook hands with him, and then sat down to read his book again.

"What a lack of manners," Dr. Meltz thought to himself, but he didn't rush to do anything. Instead, he looked at Ji Xiang.

Generally, when someone is watching you, the person being watched will feel uncomfortable no matter what they do.

But this young man was different; he was intently studying the textbook, and Dr. Meltz even felt he was reciting every single word. As for himself, standing to the side, Dr. Meltz thought the young doctor hadn't even noticed him.

No one bothered Ji Xiang or Dr. Meltz. Time flew by, and it was soon time to leave work.

Lin Jiu offered to take Dr. Meltz back, but Dr. Meltz refused.

Lin Jiu merely cast a knowing glance at Dr. Meltz's attitude.

Dr. Meltz was worried that Lin Jiuze wouldn't let him communicate with Ji Xiang, but fortunately Lin Jiuze didn't say anything.

Ji Xiang glanced at the time, closed the book, and turned to change his clothes.

"Dr. Meltz, aren't you going back to rest? Are you sure you're okay with the time difference? My father always takes 3-4 days to adjust to the time difference after going abroad, it's such a hassle," Ji Xiang asked as he came out in casual clothes.

"Dr. Ji Xiang, your surgery was exceptionally successful, it's become legendary in our hospital's sports medicine department. I want to follow you and see the daily life of this young man who seems to have been kissed by God."

Ji Xiang only caught the gist of what Dr. Meltz meant, ignoring all the other compliments.

This skill was learned in the operating room of the system.

Ji Xiang always did this whenever the system NPCs instilled something into him.

"I need to go to the emergency room. Professor Meng is on duty today." Ji Xiang raised an eyebrow and smiled. "You have time? I usually don't leave the emergency room until very late."

"That's wonderful!" Dr. Meltz exclaimed happily.

Ji Xiang had no intention of communicating with Dr. Meltz; he strode towards the emergency room.

It's almost Chinese New Year, but there's no festive atmosphere at all in the emergency room.

As usual, there was a chilly wind in the corridor, and doctors and nurses were busy working in down vests with the Second Affiliated Hospital's logo.

Meng Qingfei looked up and saw Ji Xiang, then threw the keys to him.

Helping Meng Qingfei with getting prescriptions and sewing, it wasn't until 7 p.m. that the first peak period was over.

Seeing that there were no more patients outside, Meng Qingfei breathed a sigh of relief.

"Xiao Ji, I heard an NBA star is coming to have surgery? Is it true?"

"Ha, Mr. Meng, you already know. Wenban Yama is coming. Do you want his autographed jersey or basketball?"

"No need. Gossip travels fast in hospitals." Meng Qingfei smiled, then saw Dr. Meltz.

"And this is...?"

"They're doctors from the Department of Sports Medicine at Massachusetts General Hospital, here to learn surgery," Ji Xiang casually introduced.

"..." Meng Qingfei hesitated for a moment.

He found it difficult to connect his studies at Massachusetts General Hospital with those at the Second Affiliated Hospital.

"Teacher Meng, are you taking a break during the Chinese New Year?" Ji Xiang asked.

Meng Qingfei looked at Ji Xiang as if he were a monster.

Ji Xiang was a little embarrassed.

"What I mean is, is it New Year's Eve, your shift?" Ji Xiang quickly tried to cover it up.

In the emergency department, there are no days off. Whoever is on duty is on duty. Anyway, there's always a spot for everyone, and the hospital can't be without staff.

Ji Xiang felt a little strange; how could he have asked such a foolish question?

Instantly, Ji Xiang thought of the hospital where he had gone to get a broken bone, a place he had empathized with.

There were no medical staff at all; the entire process was handled by an automated system, including surgery, IV drips, blood transfusions, and so on.

Although it was only a fleeting glimpse, that futuristic hospital had somehow left an indelible impression on Ji Xiang's mind.

"I'm in class 29 this year!" Meng Qingfei said, his face beaming.

I was able to rest after finishing my night shift on New Year's Eve, which almost didn't interfere with the New Year celebrations, and that was indeed something to be happy about.

"Xiao Ji, this..." After Meng Qingfei finished speaking, he felt that Dr. Meltz standing to the side was a bit uncomfortable, so he asked Ji Xiang.

"He wants to come with me and see my daily life." Ji Xiang said helplessly.

"Have a seat." Meng Qingfei was quite easygoing. He smiled, took out his phone, and started ordering food.

"This doctor's name is Melz, right? Little Ji, can you ask him what he wants to eat? I have almost no English speaking skills, so I won't embarrass myself by speaking."

After exchanging a few words with Dr. Meltz, Ji Xiang said to Meng Qingfei, "Dumplings are fine, any filling will do, Dr. Meltz isn't picky."

Meng Qingfei didn't waste any time and started ordering.

"Knock knock knock~"

A young woman stood nervously at the door, which was open. She knocked, attracting the attention of several people inside.

"What's wrong?" Meng Qingfei glanced at her, figuring she wasn't a surgical patient, and casually asked while ordering food on his phone.

"I have a terrible headache, and the internal medicine department is crowded. Could you please order a CT scan for me?"

"Xiao Ji, you go."

Meng Qingfei greeted Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang sat in front of the computer opposite Meng Qingfei, asked the patient for her medical card, and started writing her a prescription.

After writing out the prescription and collecting the payment, Ji Xiang handed the receipt to the patient and asked her if she knew the place.

The patient knew that Chong Jixiang had forced a smile before leaving.

It's clear that the patient is very uncomfortable.

However, it's most likely just a headache, with trigeminal neuralgia being the most probable cause of the neuropathic pain.

It is very troublesome to treat, and there are very few cases of complete recovery.

Ji Xiang didn't offer the patient much sympathy; helping to expedite the ordering of tests was already within his power.

After the ordeal of not being able to perform the surgery, Ji Xiang felt that he had changed a lot.

"Dr. Ji Xiang, why did the patient come to a higher-level hospital instead of a community hospital? And she's only here to get one test done, it's a complete waste of medical resources," Dr. Meltz asked.

"We're a hole-in-the-wall restaurant," Ji Xiang described, following Director Bai's account.

Dr. Meltz listened, speechless.

Although he didn't know what a hole-in-the-wall restaurant was, Ji Xiang's subsequent description was simple and easy to understand.

Dr. Merz found the medical procedures here completely unacceptable, but he didn't say much, his mind preoccupied with the "magical attack" issue.

Rules: Cannot be used as a magic attack item.

The surgery department was relatively quiet at the moment, and Meng Qingfei and Ji Xiang chatted idly while intermittently treating patients who had returned after completing their examinations.

I seem to be having good luck today; I wasn't disturbed while eating dumplings.

Ji Xiang and Meng Qingfei finished eating at the same time, while Dr. Meltz only just figured out how to make three dumplings.

"I'm full."

"Why are you eating so fast?" Dr. Merz asked.

"Isn't it the same in your emergency room?"

"I haven't been to the ER in years. It's like hell. My God, I can't even bear to think about it. I think I'm going to have nightmares today." Dr. Meltz shrugged.

"I have a fever of 39 degrees Celsius, why don't you doctors care whether I live or die!"

A voice came from the corridor. Meng Qingfei smiled and shook his head, went to wash his hands, and wiped his hands clean on the back of his white shirt as he walked out.

It's definitely something the internal medicine department can't handle. This kind of highly self-centered patient needs to be dealt with quickly, otherwise it will become a complaint.

The squeaky wheel gets the grease; distribution is based on how much the squeaky wheel gets the grease—this is a common phenomenon.

Ji Xiang followed behind Meng Qingfei and saw him exchange a few words with the internist before calling the feverish patient to the surgical clinic.

"Your hospital has terrible service! What a mess!" a patient's family member complained.

"Hehe, that's good." Meng Qingfei said while prescribing medicine for the patient, "I know a friend whose wife was pregnant and had a 3D ultrasound. When she first went in, a young man was doing the ultrasound, and she was very unhappy and complained a bit."

"Before the results came out, her name was called again. This time it was in the specialist's office, where there were five doctors. The doctor who performed the ultrasound was a middle-aged doctor, and four young doctors in their twenties were standing next to her."

"Tch." The patient's family member said disdainfully.

Judging from his expression, he completely failed to understand what Meng Qingfei was trying to say.

"This time it took more than 30 minutes, but there were still no results, and my friend's partner was called in."

"The third time I entered the 3D ultrasound room, the doctor sitting in front of the machine was an elderly man with white hair, who was meticulously groomed. There were more than ten doctors standing around him, ranging from their forties and fifties to their twenties, representing all age groups."

The patient and their family remained silent.

"The fetus had a heart problem, and it was finally diagnosed by an experienced specialist. The child is now three years old, has been taking medication for three years, and is preparing for surgery."

"Sometimes..."

As Meng Qingfei was speaking, a thud came from outside the door, followed by a scream.

"I didn't touch her, she fell down on her own."

Someone offered an explanation.

Meng Qingfei leaped up and rushed out.

"We haven't finished processing the prescriptions yet! Where are you going?!" the patient's family member yelled.

But neither Meng Qingfei nor Ji Xiang paid any attention to him.

The patient who had fainted was right outside the surgical clinic. Ji Xiang was stunned when he caught a glimpse of her. It was the young female patient who had a headache and had come to the surgical clinic for an examination when no one was there.

Ji Xiang judged that she was fine, probably just having a tension headache, but he never expected that the patient would faint and die right at the door of the clinic after returning.

The patient was still holding the X-ray films in his hand.

After a simple physical examination to rule out vertebral problems, Meng Qingfei instructed people to lift the patient onto a stretcher and send him to the emergency room.

He hurriedly took the film bag from the patient's hands.

"We haven't finished prescribing the medicine yet! Come back right now!!" a patient's family member shouted in the consultation room.

Meng Qingfei acted as if he hadn't heard anything and strode towards the emergency room.

Ji Xiang didn't finish the rest of the work. The patient who had fainted caught his attention. As for the patient with fever... his vital signs were stable, so being an hour or two late was no big deal.

The young female patient was most likely suffering from cerebral hemorrhage or cerebral infarction, but precisely because she was young, Ji Xiang habitually inquired about her past medical history and history of trauma, both of which came back negative, so he didn't think of that possibility at the time.

Ji Xiang felt a little guilty.

"Click~" Meng Qingfei inserted the film into the viewer.

The head CT scan showed very clear images; there was nothing wrong!

Ji Xiang was mistaken; it wasn't a cerebral hemorrhage or a cerebral infarction.

Meng Qingfei paused for a moment, then carefully reviewed the footage again, but still couldn't find the problem.

Upon returning to check on the patient, the patient was conscious but had numbness in the left limbs and difficulty speaking.

The patient has obvious neurological dysfunction, but the recent scans showed nothing wrong!

Meng Qingfei frowned, mentally making one differential diagnosis after another.

Ji Xiang quietly went to a corner, held his breath, and headed to the system operating room.

"Old Meng, what's going on?"

"A patient with a headache came to my office for tests because there were many people in your room, and this is what happened after he came back. He had no medical history or history of trauma, and the head CT scan was normal. It's strange, his brain is fine, so how could he faint and have a neurological disorder?" Meng Qingfei explained simply.

The internist asked the nurse to call the head of the neurology ward for a consultation while he conducted a physical examination.

Similar to Meng Qingfei's findings from the physical examination, the patient likely had a head injury or bleeding.

Coupled with the severe headache, everyone suspected that subarachnoid hemorrhage was the most likely cause.

however!

However, the imaging results of the head CT scan did not support their judgment.

Meng Qingfei and the emergency room doctor stared at the X-ray with worry, silently "reading faces" (interpreting the images).

"Teacher Meng, how about we do a full check-up?"

Ji Xiang's voice came from behind.

"A comprehensive inspection? Inspect what?" Meng Qingfei asked in a deep voice, a thought flashing through his mind.

"There shouldn't be any problem with your head, but I suggest you get your blood vessels and heart checked."

"!!!" The emergency room doctor turned around and looked at Ji Xiang as if he were an idiot.

That's why it's Ji Xiang. If it were any other resident trainee, it wouldn't be as simple as just glancing at them.

"The patient has neurological symptoms; perhaps we should get a cervical spine MRI," the emergency room doctor said.

"I suggest we check the blood vessels in your neck and your heart," Ji Xiang insisted.

"For heart problems, the emergency room doesn't have echocardiography, so they can't do it. Are you sure? If you are, you can apply to the medical affairs office to have a doctor from the echocardiography unit come and work overtime," Meng Qingfei asked.

He was familiar with Ji Xiang, so he respected Ji Xiang's opinion.

"Old Meng, are you kidding me?" The emergency room doctor exclaimed in surprise. "The patient has neurological symptoms. What's the point of you looking at the heart?"

"Emmmm..." Meng Qingfei pondered.

He also felt it was meaningless; he had only said that because he simply trusted Ji Xiang's judgment.

"Here's what we'll do: you contact the neurology department and see what they think, and do whatever needs to be done. I'll contact echocardiography and vascular ultrasound to find someone to do the examination," Meng Qingfei suggested as a compromise.

The emergency room doctor frowned, wanting to say something, but since Meng Qingfei had taken all the blame, the doctor didn't have much to say.

Dr. Meltz also sensed something was wrong. He waited for the unfamiliar emergency room doctor to see the patient before coming to Ji Xiang's side.

"Dr. Ji Xiang, what happened?" Dr. Meltz asked.

Ji Xiang briefly explained the situation.

Dr. Meltz's eyes widened. "Good heavens, you're going to examine the patient's heart? Are you suspecting a young woman with no prior history of heart attack? Even if it were a myocardial infarction, the most likely symptom would be shoulder and back pain, not headaches."

"Moreover, I'm currently having an electrocardiogram (ECG), and I feel that an ECG is the way to solve the problem, rather than a color Doppler ultrasound of the heart."

Most importantly, the patient has neurological symptoms. My God, it's unbelievable that you don't even know such a basic thing.

Ji Xiang glanced at Dr. Meltz.

Why is this guy saying so much?

After following Ji Xiang for several hours, Dr. Meltz finally seized his opportunity. It seems that Dr. Ji Xiang is the kind of doctor who has a full range of surgical talents but weak basic knowledge.

Putting immense psychological pressure on him during this opportunity might help with the surgery.

Dr. Meltz couldn't imagine how many more people would flock to this small hospital after another world-renowned sports star successfully underwent surgery there.

That's all money!

It's money!!!

It's cash that you don't have to deal with those damn insurance companies!

"Dr. Meltz, I think you'd better consult with an experienced doctor at Massachusetts General Hospital," Ji Xiang said earnestly. "Otherwise, your ignorance might become a laughing stock."

"!!!" Dr. Meltz was shocked. Ji Xiang showed no signs of the apprehension typical of a young doctor; he seemed to believe that his diagnosis was completely correct.

"Dr. Ji Xiang, the electrocardiogram is complete, and your foolish diagnosis of a heart attack will be proven true," Dr. Meltz said confidently.

Although he was an expert in sports medicine, he had a solid foundation, and the patient's condition was relatively simple. Dr. Meltz was confident in his judgment.

This is a good way to strike at Ji Xiang, and Dr. Meltz will definitely not give up.

As they were talking, the electrocardiogram was finished, and Dr. Meltz snatched the strip of paper that came out of the machine.

The emergency room doctor was taken aback. Seeing that it was a blond, blue-eyed foreigner, he didn't understand what was going on and didn't dare to take the electrocardiogram back.

"Dr. Meltz is an expert at Massachusetts General Hospital," Meng Qingfei explained simply, then moved closer to Dr. Meltz to look at the electrocardiogram.

The patient's electrocardiogram was normal, and Meng Qingfei sighed.

Ji Xiang must have made a mistake, and a very serious one at that.

"Dr. Ji Xiang!" Dr. Meltz waved the electrocardiogram in his hand, making a rustling sound like a flag. "The patient's condition is just as I expected; it's not a heart problem at all."

"Dr. Meltz, this isn't Massachusetts. You're not licensed to practice medicine. If you say another word, I'll contact your embassy," Ji Xiang said disdainfully to Dr. Meltz.

"!!!" Dr. Meltz didn't expect Ji Xiang to say that.

Out of embarrassment and anger?

Dr. Meltz was neither afraid nor worried about Ji Xiang's words. On the contrary, he felt that Ji Xiang was panicking and that he was the villainous BOSS of the movie who would soon fall in front of the knight of justice.

Faced with irrefutable facts, he still dared to make a stubborn defense, and even mentioned the embassy!

Dr. Meltz felt that Ji Xiang was on the verge of collapse.

"You're really long-winded," Ji Xiang said coldly.

"Dr. Ji Xiang, your judgment is wrong. Our medicine is evidence-based science, and the evidence is right here." Dr. Meltz shook the electrocardiogram in his hand again.

Meng Qingfei could roughly understand the conversation between Ji Xiang and Dr. Meltz. He snatched the electrocardiogram and handed it to the emergency room doctor.

"Xiao Ji, do you insist on having other vascular and cardiac examinations?" Meng Qingfei asked in a low voice.

"Yes," Ji Xiang said firmly. "I suspect the patient has..."

Before Ji Xiang could finish speaking, Dr. Meltz interrupted him.

"Young doctors need to have a sense of awe for medicine. Just because you're good at surgery doesn't mean you can handle emergency care. Besides, is your surgical skill really as high as you think?"

Dr. Meltz looked into Ji Xiang's eyes and said.

"Once evidence-based medicine has provided evidence, don't persist in pointless, erroneous practices. The longer you persist on the wrong path, the louder the ridicule you'll face!"

(End of this chapter)