Healing Doctor

Chapter 95 is very strong, but unfortunately, it's a strength that can't be retained.

"It's alright." Ji Xiang smiled.

Ji Xiang only felt tired after getting on the bus.

Looking at the rows of system rewards, he originally wanted to close his eyes and pretend to doze off, but Tang Yan sat down next to him directly.

"Dr. Ji, have you ever braided your girlfriend's hair in dirty styles?"

I don't have a girlfriend.

"So you braided your boyfriend's hair? Your technique is so skillful, you must love him very much." Tang Yan asked Ji Xiang without thinking, her eyes sparkling.

"What are you thinking? Don't talk nonsense." Ji Xiang really didn't know what was going on in this girl's mind. "When I traveled, I went to the Ten Thousand Mountains. There's a rule there that only widowed people can braid dirty braids."

"Oh? Lingyao? I'll go learn that too. If I ever run into the wrong person in the future, I'll take revenge right away, without even waiting overnight," Tang Yan said immediately, without even a bang.

Ji Xiang smiled; this girl's thought process was truly bizarre.

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Colonel Wang and Mo Chenggui did not get on the Iveco van.

It was already late, and the two of them hadn't eaten lunch, but they weren't hungry at all.

But nobody wants to go home.

Such a big deal, they all had countless things to say.

Driving to Yiyang Barbecue, Mo Chenggui didn't mince words and told the tall, thin owner to bring whatever he wanted, enough for the two of them.

Colonel Wang sat down, lit a cigarette, took a deep drag, and half the cigarette burned out, but no smoke came out. A dozen seconds later, Colonel Wang looked completely satisfied.

"Old Mo, I have good taste, right?"

"It's good, but Ji Xiang is too strong." Mo Chenggui shook his head. "We can't keep him."

"What are you thinking?" Colonel Wang scolded. "He's already so strong, and you still want to keep him! Old Mo, when Ji Xiang makes a name for himself, we can proudly tell people he's our student. Wouldn't that be awesome?"

Mo Chenggui smiled absentmindedly.

"How did he do that?"

"Multitasking, isn't that Zhou Botong's skill? I always thought that drawing a square with the left hand and a circle with the right hand was just a made-up idea," Mo Chenggui said.

"I think so too. No wonder Dr. Ji's manual circumcision is so good!" Colonel Wang said, a cigarette dangling from his lips. He looked exactly like a middle-aged thug, the kind who was washed up and no one respected.

"Colonel Wang, I have a question for you." Mo Chenggui remained silent for a long time before slowly speaking.

"Regarding positions?"

"Let's get down to business. How come Ji Xiang is so strong?" Mo Chenggui asked, preoccupied with his own thoughts, ignoring Colonel Wang's casual remarks.

"How would I know?" Colonel Wang grinned, his bald head gleaming like a light bulb. "I'll call Dean Li later and ask him to take in more patients with money while the students are on holiday. Dozens of them next weekend!"

"You..."

"With such excellent skills, shouldn't you relieve more patients' pain? Old Mo, I say you're too obsessive," Colonel Wang said with a smile. "As for Ji Xiangyao, use him for as many months as you can, while he's still unfamiliar with the hospital and there aren't many people around to do it.

Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang both realized that even if Ji Xiang was just a resident trainee, he probably wouldn't work under them for very long.

This is infuriating! I always thought that resident trainees were useless and took too long to learn.

Now I've found a useful one, but I can't keep it.

However, these worries are for the future. As they talked, the two began to discuss Ji Xiang's double-handed doubles technique.

People who work in technology are most interested in the operation.

The technical skill that Ji Xiang demonstrated today can be described as extraordinary; it's impossible not to be interested.

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Zhao Tianjiao returned home with mixed feelings.

I changed my shoes, went inside, and saw my father sitting upright on the sofa, his face as still as water.

"Dad," Zhao Tianjiao greeted him somewhat dejectedly.

"You did a great job," Zhao Jixiang said, praising his son as the opening line.

"But……"

"It's alright." Zhao Jixiang smiled. "I've seen plenty of geniuses over the years, but very few of them actually amount to anything."

"Huh? Why?"

"I don't understand other industries, so I won't talk nonsense. The medical industry requires perseverance and also depends on luck." Zhao Jixiang had already received the news that his son had broken his record that had been untouched for more than 20 years, and then that record became a broken drum, and he was pitifully beaten by Ji Xiang.

His emotions were in turmoil, and Zhao Jixiang couldn't quite describe the feeling.

But Zhao Jixiang was a wise and experienced man, and he recovered quickly. His main concern was that Zhao Tianjiao might be discouraged and never recover.

"Let me give you an example," Zhao Jixiang said. "A few years ago, there was an anesthesiologist in the hospital who was incredibly skilled."

Zhao Tianjiao sat down and listened attentively to his grandfather's story.

"One of his favorite sayings is, 'When I get awesome, even I'm afraid of myself.'"

"!!!" Zhao Tianjiao was taken aback, then laughed and said, "Dad, isn't this guy a bit narcissistic?"

"No, they're truly amazing," Zhao Jixiang said. "Their blood pressure fluctuated by no more than 1% over about four hours during the surgery. Isn't that incredible!"

"!!!"

"Many senior doctors specifically requested that he administer anesthesia, and even the head of the anesthesiology department started to get jealous."

"Jealousy..." Zhao Tianjiao savored the word.

"Later, during one of his anesthesia sessions, the patient's heart rate fluctuated between 45 and 49 beats per minute."

"That's too low, is it sinus bradycardia?"

"The concept of heart rate was proposed in the 60s and 70s, and now the mainstream international medical concept no longer pays attention to it," Zhao Jixiang said slowly. "At that time, the circulating nurse said something was wrong first, and then called the head nurse."

"and then?"

"Give him an atropine injection to raise his heart rate. But the anesthesiologist insisted on his own opinion and refused to give the patient the medication."

"I understand what he means. He can read the heartbeat behind the numbers, muscle strength is grade 5, and he understands the meaning behind consciousness and vital signs. Blood pressure is stable, and as long as the heart rate isn't extremely low, there's no need to intervene."

"But the nurses in the operating room, especially the head nurse... how could the head nurse at that time stand this?"

"This isn't a big deal."

"I agree." Zhao Jixiang smiled slightly. "Back then, I valued his talent and suggested he pursue further studies. I also found him an old classmate of mine who works in the capital. It turned out that the young man was really good; he stayed in the capital after just one opportunity to study. Although he didn't get into our department, he can take his time later."

Zhao Tianjiao was somewhat confused.

"A sage points the way, a benefactor lends a helping hand."

Zhao Jixiang emphasized his words and said eight words.

"Compared to that anesthesiologist, I gave him directions and a helping hand. He was lucky; he refused to conform and yet got a good result. Most people, on the other hand, rely on their extraordinary talents and act recklessly, like Ji Xiang."

Zhao Tianjiao was speechless. All he could think about was double-handed attacks and a series of record-breaking numbers.

"Don't rush things when you enter society," Zhao Jixiang said earnestly, looking into his son's eyes. "Life is long; take it slow, and you'll get there faster."

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Note: This quote from the anesthesiologist was from a casual chat group. It was said by Dr. Ma, an anesthesiologist. I was shocked at the time. He was so amazing!

This is a quote from Teacher Hu Mo Xiao Ma.

(End of this chapter)