Finding the diagnosis and the cause, Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

After communicating with the patient's family, Meng Qingfei was subsequently given diagnostic treatment.

Ji Xiang did not go directly, but waited for the results of diagnostic treatment. Although he knew that there was a high probability that the diagnosis was correct, Ji Xiang still had an obsessive-compulsive episode and insisted on seeing the results.

Meng Qingfei was very happy, although he didn't say anything to Ji Xiang, but he hummed a little tune.

There is joy and joy in the inaudible voice.

"Teacher Meng, when did you start going online to see a doctor?" Ji Xiang asked after reporting to the system NPC.

"It was many years ago, and one day a patient came to see a doctor and said a lot of specious things. I thought it was strange and asked for details. ”

"Later, I found out that he searched the Internet and thought he was cancer, and even wrote a will."

“！！！”

"I was curious and went up to take a look. At that time, a lot of things were not sound and could not be done. But after a few years, I gradually got used to turning on my phone when I had an unclear diagnosis. ”

"What is this called? It's called keeping up with the times. ”

Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei's smug expression and scratched his head.

"Teacher Meng, in fact, these things are written in the book."

"I can't carry it." Meng Qingfei gestured and made a "body-like" action, "Oh, at least 3 equal-height, so many books, how to memorize them." ”

Ji Xiang thinks about it, it seems to be too.

Even if you memorize it, it is difficult to find what you need in the vast amount of content in a hurry.

The human brain is not a computer after all.

Even if you go to see a doctor online, you still have to have a search entry.

"Harm, look at you, do you really think you can do anything? I'll give you an example. Meng Qingfei said with a smile, "Back then, when you Brother Meng and I were still straight men of steel, we watched movies with the girls we pursued in college. ”

"It's hard to ask her out, we were more conservative at that time, and about 1/4 of our friends went to college."

Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei with a smile and listened to him tell the story.

"I had a bright mind then, and it wasn't the same as it is now. The movie is a horror movie, insects about the size of people fly in front of me, and they bite people when they pounce on them, and the scared girls lean directly on me. ”

"It's like telling a ghost story?"

"Hey, guess what you, Brother Meng, and I did."

"Just hug, of course." Ji Xiang said, "If you don't touch your head, don't be afraid, or hold hands at worst." ”

"Well, that's the gap. At that time, I knew how to show off my memory, and I told the girl, what is there to be afraid of, the insect can't grow so big, because it doesn't have the heart of a mammal, the blood can't carry oxygen, and the oxygen circulation can only rely on the natural diffusion of air in the body, so they can't wait to grow so big, they die. ”

"It's terrible." Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei and sighed.

"yes." Meng Qingfei was also quite embarrassed, "After many years, now my memory is no longer able to remember, but I still remember this scene." ”

"It's okay, it's not a pity, in fact, if you want me, I guess I will say something similar."

"Huh?" Meng Qingfei was stunned.

"Similar conclusions can be drawn from the most basic knowledge of physics and mathematics.

The strength comes from the muscles, and the amount of strength depends on the area of the cross-section of the muscles.

The same scale is magnified by 2 times, the cross-sectional area is changed by 4 times, and the volume is changed by 8 times. If it is changed by 10 times, the cross-sectional area will be changed by 100 times, but the volume will be changed by 1000 times.

Therefore, if a mosquito becomes 100 times the size of the original, it is estimated that it will be 20 centimeters tall, although its strength has become 10,000 times, its weight has become 1,000,000 times, let alone flying, and it may not be able to stand up. ”

"But I'm just scared."

Ji Xiang said, holding his right hand with his left hand.

"Then she takes your hand."

“……”

"If you can't meet it, it's bad luck, I don't blame you, Teacher Meng."

Meng Qingfei looked at Ji Xiang carefully, and finally determined that this product was not in Yin and Yang himself.

"You're really comforting." Meng Qingfei laughed, "Xiao Ji, are you sure that what you just said doesn't have a murderous element?" ”

Ji Xiang thought about it carefully.

"Don't talk about that." Meng Qingfei didn't care about Ji Xiang's "murderous heart", he changed the topic so as not to embarrass Ji Xiang.

Straight man of steel, it's like this, he will definitely think this way when he is the age of Ji Xiang.

What is empathetic, what sits and talks, these things are like fairy tales that only exist in the beautiful imagination.

Ji Xiang is young, and it would be good if he was a few years older.

"Didn't I write a paper for Lao He of Internal Medicine some time ago, I have eyebrows."

"I heard Mr. He say that it is the manufacturer who helps to operate, and it will be published soon."

"Yes!" Meng Qingfei was a little excited, "Good luck, quite good." ”

"Congratulations to Mr. Meng, you shouldn't have your name on the paper?"

"What do you think, Lao He gave me a sum of money, I bought one work, and I am the second work." Meng Qingfei said, "The point is, this thing is too long and very troublesome." By the way, Xiaoji, don't underestimate the paper, and don't think this thing is useless. ”

"Don't be like I was when I was younger. I don't have any talent, but now that I think about it, I did it all myself. ”

"Uh-huh." Ji Xiang followed Meng Qingfei's words and said, "I have been writing papers, and I have published a lot. Teacher Meng, if you need it, just say it directly, don't be polite. ”

"A lot?" Meng Qingfei was stunned for a moment.

He knew that Ji Xiang had published papers in top journals, but a lot of what it meant!

"Thirteen articles, and two more are under review."

Meng Qingfei frowned and looked at Ji Xiang deadly.

"Teacher Meng, what's wrong?"

"Is it a journal with a Chinese prefix? You went to the South and met a certain academician? It's impossible, academicians say hello, people can give one or two, that's enough to save face. The layout is already booked, and it's hard to add stoppers. ”

"It's all SCI articles, I like papers with an impact factor of more than 20, and I don't have much interest in papers with an impact factor that is too low. If you want to take it out in the future, it won't be of much use, so I gave up. ”

“……”

Meng Qing had to be a few years younger, so he grabbed Ji Xiang's neck by the collar and pressed him against the wall and beat him severely.

"Chinese General Surgery", the top domestic journal of his specialty, one paper is enough for doctors in a tertiary hospital at the municipal level to be promoted for a lifetime, and the impact factor is only 0.89, not even 1.

And the difficulty of this thing increases by geometric multiples.

Ji Xiang turned out!

Many, and fast!

The point is, why is it so fast?

Meng Qingfei was a little puzzled.

At this time, Lin Jiuze was as confused as Meng Qingfei.

(End of chapter)