"What I mean by this is that you have to be very careful not to enter the old king's hospital room without a white coat. Otherwise, if something goes wrong one day, don't blame you, Brother Lang, I didn't remind you. ”

"Oh, I see."

Shen Lang saw Ji Xiang's calm face, and his heart was bored.

He sighed, full of anger.

"Brother Lang, what are you sighing for?"

"You're really boring, what an interesting gossip, why don't you care." Shen Lang is also very helpless.

"Harm." Ji Xiang smiled, "It's very interesting, it's really interesting." ”

Seeing Ji Xiang say this, Shen Lang knew that Ji Xiang was perfunctory, and he was even more helpless.

He waved his hand, snuffed out the cigarette butts, and poured several cigarette butts together and threw them into the trash.

This is a cardiothoracic surgery department, the ward is very large, and there are many patients, and Ji Xiang began to know with great interest what Professor Zhou's department can do.

This is much more interesting than Shen Lang's gossip, at least that's what Ji Xiang thinks.

After a day of work, Professor Zhou walked into the office with his hands behind his back when he left work.

Ji Xiang immediately stood up.

He is full of trust and admiration for Professor Zhou.

It seems that in addition to the system NPC, in Ji Xiang's cognition, Professor Zhou is the strongest person.

Every time he falls from the sky, he solves the problem, like a hero stepping on the seven-colored auspicious clouds.

"Xiaoji, I just came to the department, I will adapt to it for a while, and tell me if you have any questions." Professor Zhou said gently.

"Great!" Ji Xiang responded with a smile.

"Again, I will ask you one thing."

Ji Xiang concentrated.

Professor Zhou didn't speak, but looked at the door.

Ji Xiang was very clever, and he didn't realize it in a second and went to close the door.

Professor Zhou smiled with satisfaction.

"Xiao Ji, the old king of the high room, you usually be cautious when dealing with it. If you can let Shen Lang do it, let Shen Lang do it, you just need to watch more. ”

“！

！ Ji Xiang didn't expect Professor Zhou to tell him about this!

Why did the professional Professor Zhou Congwen and Zhou start to believe in these ghosts and gods?

It's not scientific!

Neymar was operated on, and the operation was named after the system NPC and Professor Zhou's initials, in Ji Xiang's heart, Professor Zhou was a wealthy old man, the kind of old man who stomped his feet in the medical world.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Congwen, who has thick eyebrows and big eyes, also believes this!

"Director, I didn't understand what you said." Ji Xiang stiffened his neck, and the stubbornness in his heart came up, and he said in a low voice.

Professor Zhou was not unhappy, he squinted at Ji Xiang, and looked at it for about 2 seconds before saying, "You can see the current escort of the old king." ”

"See, he has two grandsons with him, but they rarely come."

"It's not a good stubble." Professor Zhou said, "When you become a doctor, you have to learn to meet each other. This is a task for you, you don't look at the old king, his illness is nothing, it's just that he is old, and his organs are failing, and he can't be saved. ”

Ji Xiang's mind moved slightly.

"But the two grandsons of Lao Wangtou are more typical family members of alternative patients."

"Director, what do you say?" Ji Xiang asked.

Professor Zhou got up and left with his hands behind his back, without even patting Ji Xiang on the top of his head three times.

Looking at Professor Zhou's back, Ji Xiang felt that the shadow was a bit similar to the system NPC, as if it came out of a mold.

Is this an NPC hint? Ji Xiang recalled Professor Zhou's words, and there was a trace of doubt in his heart.

The old king has two grandsons, and they rarely appear, but every time they appear, something happens.

Everyone is stubborn, has a bad relationship with the nurses, and will find fault as soon as they appear.

Professor Zhou said that it is indeed difficult for the families of similar patients to communicate.

This time the empathy was more boring, so I listened to a piece of gossip that I didn't have, and then Professor Zhou arranged the task.

But Lao Wangtou's two grandsons rarely came to see him, not even a sister-in-law, and they were always taken care of by doctors and nurses.

Ji Xiang didn't know where the empathy was.

However, Shen Lang always appeared beside Ji Xiang, and he also said to Ji Xiang that once there was any disturbance on the old king's side, he would call him directly, and he would come from home.

If this spirit of gossip were used in medicine, how much would it improve the level of technology?!

Ji Xiang felt a little sorry for the white blind Shen Lang with such a good physique, a standard big animal.

One day, Ji Xiang was on duty.

At half past eleven o'clock in the evening, there was a quarrel outside the door.

Ji Xiangjiao pulled his slippers and went out to take a look, and saw the two grandsons of the old king standing in the corridor arguing.

Lao Wangtou's situation is just like what Professor Zhou said, if he is not sick, he is old, no matter how he takes injections and medicines, it is useless.

In the past few days, Shen Lang, who is in charge of the bed, has been calling his two grandsons and asking them to come to the hospital, and Shen Lang is easy to communicate.

But his two grandsons didn't come at all, and even Shen Lang called too much, so they simply scolded their mother directly.

Why did you come in the middle of the night? Ji Xiang was a little puzzled.

But he remembered Shen Lang's greeting and turned around to call Shen Lang.

Shen Lang, who had already slept in a daze, heard that the grandson of the old king was coming, and immediately became energetic and told Ji Xiang that he would be there soon.

And let Ji Xiang pay attention to what the two said.

Ji Xiang didn't probe out, he opened the door a crack and listened carefully.

"Rescue, of course rescue, why not rescue! How much pension does the old man have every month, just don't grab it? You're crazy, you. ”

One person said.

"There is no point in rescuing, how good it is to go home."

"Pointless? The old immortal has a pension of 20,000 yuan a month, and I don't see you take less. ”

“！

！ Ji Xiang was stunned, 20,000 yuan a month for a pension, this is too generous.

"I'm talking about the condition, and it has nothing to do with it."

"Why doesn't it matter? There is an old leader who has survived in the ICU for 1 and a half years, and if you live one more day, you will have a day's money, why not!

You don't need to spend money, it's all hospital virtual, just make a phone call. ”

"Grandpa suffered." Another grandson said.

"You're a good person!"

"That's not what I meant, didn't I pull you to discuss it together?"

"What's there to discuss, go directly to the ICU, the machines that should be on are all on it, if the hospital treats the good people to death, I will smash their director's room!"

A bolt of lightning streaked through Ji Xiang's mind.

So that's it!

It is no wonder that the patients that Director Liu took to see him did not have half of the treatment value, but he still asked the whole hospital for consultation.

No wonder all the directors didn't speak, pretending to be clear.

No wonder all are emotionally mixed.

I see! Ji Xiang was overjoyed, and then suddenly became in a trance.

It's a contradiction.

Outside, the two grandsons of the old king's head quarreled, just like Ji Xiang had two villains fighting in his heart.

The grandson who asked to be discharged from the hospital was right.

There is no point in continuing to treat, it just makes the old man suffer in vain.