"What are you going to do next?" Shen Lang asked.

"What to do."

Although "himself" didn't understand, Ji Xiang understood Shen Lang's meaning in seconds.

Grandpa is no longer good, and in the late stage of dying, the three recesses are obvious just now, and the feeling of being out of breath is really fatal.

Alive, every second is a torment for the elderly.

Although the symptoms of dyspnea have been relieved after thoracostomy and drainage, it is only an emergency measure, not a cure.

The point is!

During his internship, Ji Xiang saw many patients with advanced lung cancer, who had a lot of pleural effusion, and over time, the protein substances in the pleural fluid would solidify and form fibrous cords.

When pleural fluid can be drained out, the lung tissue can maintain a certain function, providing the body with the most basic blood oxygen exchange.

As the fibrosis becomes more severe, the symptoms of dyspnea become more severe after the pleural fluid cannot be drained out.

It's like the kind of thing that can't breathe just now, it will be the norm in the near future, and it will get heavier and heavier.

Even in the end, neither thoracostomy drainage nor puncture can solve the problem of breathing.

There's a complex puzzle involved.

"Well, haven't you seen a patient with advanced lung cancer? It's all mush in your head, and you don't think about it at all? Shen Lang puffed a puff of smoke at "himself" face.

"Myself" fell silent.

"I'll give you a suggestion."

"Brother Lang, you say." "Myself," he said sincerely.

Shen Lang hesitated for a moment, did not speak directly, but thought for a long time.

But until the end, Shen Lang still didn't say anything, just sighed deeply and patted "himself" on the shoulder, "I'll go back to sleep, call me directly if there's anything wrong, my home is close." ”

"Brother Lang, thank you."

"You're welcome." Shen Lang glanced at Ji Xiang deeply, and his eyes seemed to tell Ji Xiang that this matter should be decided.

Because Ji Xiang was in spectator mode, he didn't have the ability to take the initiative to communicate with Shen Lang. He looked at Shen Lang silently, and tasted Shen Lang's speechless narration.

"Don't be so downcast." Shen Lang said solemnly, "The overall way and principle of dealing with problems are so extreme. Congwen is the head of the animal, why is it an animal? People have a number of them. ”

"First of all, aortic dissection itself is not an incurable disease, but because the boss is old and he doesn't want to suffer himself, he chooses to go safely. Anyway, at that time, I thought it was better to respect the boss, and there were a lot of things to do from the text. ”

When Shen Lang said this, he felt particularly bored, and sighed deeply, "Don't say it, you know, it's boring for me to say it again." ”

Looking at the back of Shen Lang leaving, "himself" fell into deep thought.

Smoked, one after another, Ji Xiang even felt that the whole room was smoked blue.

Until the sky was dark, "I" seemed to have made up my mind, put on a white suit and walked out of the duty room.

Morphine, 5 mg intravenously.

Improving heart failure, coupled with calming, the old man finally fell asleep under the effect of drugs.

Looking at the red chest fluid in the chest bottle, looking at the sleeping face of the grandfather, everyone knows that things can't be done.

Since then, "myself" directly asked Director Zhou for leave and has been staying at the bedside.

As long as there are symptoms such as difficulty breathing and increased heart rate, the same treatment is given.

Compared with the situation in front of him, the ones he encountered in empathy were nothing at all, Ji Xiang carefully compared, and his mentality was gradually reversed.

Shen Lang's meaning and "himself" are very similar to the final operation of "himself", and Shen Lang tells the last story of the boss.

Although the matter was stopped by Director Zhou and resolved satisfactorily, it was essentially the same.

Every time he saw his grandfather's state and connected with the "gaffe" when he had surgery before, Ji Xiang's heart gradually calmed down.

Compared with the parting of life and death in front of me, everything I experienced in my previous empathy is not worth mentioning.

A week later, the old man left peacefully, and Ji Xiang knew that his death was not caused by illness. If lung cancer is simple and actively treated, grandpa may be able to live for a while.

But this kind of work has lost its quality of life, and it is not too much to say that it is a long life.

And this is a lingering breath with no hope in sight and no future in sight.

Whether the specific "himself" is doing it right or not, Ji Xiang doesn't understand.

At the moment when the old man's electrocardiogram pulled a straight line, Ji Xiang had an epiphany.

Before I had time to feel the mood in my heart, the light flashed in front of me, and I went directly back to the system operating room.

"Teacher, I'm back." Ji Xiang said calmly.

One thing, one empathy, Ji Xiang seems to have grown up overnight.

"Huh, figured it out?" System NPCs asked.

"Teacher, I have one thing." Ji Xiang looked into the eyes of the system NPC and asked seriously.

"You say."

"Did you have an aortic dissection and choose to leave safely, and finally Professor Zhou went against your will after you took milk?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Yes."

"What should I think about this?" Ji Xiang asked a very strange question.

What should I think, the system NPC also seemed to be amused by this sentence, and he looked at Ji Xiang very kindly.

Ji Xiang didn't avoid it, and looked at the system NPC.

"It's not that complicated, what Zhou Congwen means I know, if the operation is successful, I can live. If you die, die on the operating table, anesthetized the whole process, and you will not be guilty. The system NPC smiled and explained, "Anyway, he can fight for a chance." ”

So that's it!

It's complicated for me to think about it, and Ji Xiang suddenly realized.

"It's all come to that time, I've eaten and seen it in my life, walked through the north and south of the river, and seen thousands of mountains and rivers, and I really can't think of any regrets. If anything, it's beyond my personal reach. ”

"There is my name on the textbook, there is a procedure named after me on the operating table, there are countless people alive in my life, I walked very calmly, and I have no regrets."

“！！！” Ji Xiang's enthusiasm was ignited by a few words from the system NPC and boiled.

"Are you alright?" The system NPC no longer speaks of itself, but returns to Ji Xiang's body.

"It seems to be okay." Ji Xiang grinned, moved his fingers, and made a stitching motion.

You're in control!

In this empathy, after more than a week of observation and thinking, I untied the knot in my heart.

"Teacher, I have one more question." Ji Xiang said, "Brother Lang said that people who don't empathize with others are people who have strong hearts. ”

"But isn't there a system of empathy in the system to make doctors empathize with patients?"

"Huh." The system NPC smiled slightly, "First of all, everything is spiraling, and there are pros and cons. ”

"The so-called seeing a mountain is a mountain, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain is still a mountain."

Belch......

Ji Xiang was slightly stunned.

This kind of slapstick used to be thought to be nonsense by Ji Xiang.

But his own personal experience, coupled with the inner torment, even to the point where he would not have surgery, now looking back at this sentence, he has a new understanding.

"That's about it, you got it right." "But the empathy of the system is not the same as what you want to do, and it is just a by-product to let you feel the joys and sorrows of patients and their families." ”

"And what about the original use?"

The system NPC laughed, straightened his waist a little, and waved his hand.

Ji Xiang immediately returned to reality.

Holding a needle holder in his hand, a small hand wearing sterile gloves is reaching over.

Tang Yan gently patted the back of Ji Xiang's hand to show comfort, and asked Ji Xiang to try not to be nervous and continue the operation smoothly.

"Huh?" Ji Xiang looked up and looked at Tang Yan.

"Nervous? I see that you usually do a good job in surgery, so it's good to just drive a car and relax. Tang Yan narrowed her eyes and whispered to comfort Ji Xiang.

Lin Jiuze, who was doing photography, cast a surprised gaze, he stared at Ji Xiang, as if he wanted to find the answer from Ji Xiang.

"I'm fine, I'm just doing well in surgery, not very good at driving." Ji Xiang took a deep breath and began to stitch up.

Tang Yan's mask moved, as if she was pouting.

Ji Xiang started the car, and the speed was fast, but he actually said that his driving skills were not good.

The hand that was still shaking just now has returned to normal, and Ji Xiang's movements are smooth and comfortable, even if you just look at it, you can detect a beautiful rhythm.

"Don't rush, young man, take your time." The itinerant nurse watched the operation from a distance and comforted Ji Xiang.

"Sister, thank you." Ji Xiang said with a smile.

"Ji Xiang, you better say something, I always feel that you are too nervous." Tang Yan said.

Ji Xiang looked up at the image, and Hawkeye's skill had been activated.

"My mom carries a picture of her and my dad when they were younger, and every time they get into trouble, they take it out and look at it."

"Your parents' relationship is really good." Although Tang Yan didn't know why Ji Xiang said this, she still followed Ji Xiang's words.

Ji Xiang is out of order today, and it is best not to add more pressure to Ji Xiang at this time.

After all, it is reasonable to take care of Ji Xiang.

Yu Qing, the comrades-in-arms who have undergone so many surgeries and are in a medical team, they should be comforted.

Yu Li, Wembanyama's high surgery costs are a lot, don't let a mistake affect your money!

"Oh, not what you think." Ji Xiang began to stitch again, the hand speed was not fast or slow, everything was just right.

"My mom told me that whenever she was in trouble, just looking at this picture would give her motivation and comfort."

"Because my mom knows ......"

"If she has the means to live with this madman for more than 20 years, she is absolutely capable of anything!"

"!" Tang Yan didn't expect this kind of reversal, and scolded with a lot of heart.

"My dad does ......," Ji Xiang said as he stitched up, "like when I was in school, he registered a small account and pretended to be a girl dating me online, and I have never seen any parent do this, it's just too much." ”

"How did you get through?" Tang Yan felt that Ji Xiang was like a pure lamb, trembling in the clutches of the devil.

"I don't have to boil it up, my dad said that I should be beaten by society in advance. Instead of letting someone else beat his son, it is better to take action yourself. ”

“！！！”

“！！！”

“！！！”

This kind of bizarre general educational concept is not only Tang Yan, but even Director Liu and the professor behind him are dumbfounded.

I have never heard of such a way of educating children.

Deng Chaohong pretended to be busy, and it took a lot of acting skills to perform a surgeon. He does inconsequential work, leaving the focus to Ji Xiang.

This technique was simply too difficult, and Deng Chaohong never understood what to do.

"Then I wanted to start a business before I graduated, you know what my dad said?"

"Entrepreneurship? Do you have money? Tang Yan asked.

"I have a family foundation, and my mom can support me a little."

"How much is a point?"

"Not much, but my dad doesn't agree." Ji Xiang said as he worked.

Lin Jiu could clearly perceive the changes before and after Ji Xiang was "stunned" for 0.5 seconds.

Before, Ji Xiang was inexplicably nervous.

After that, Ji Xiang seemed to start chatting and talking nonsense, but in fact, he returned to the previous feeling that everything was under control.

It's really strange, Lin Jiu looked at Ji Xiang carefully, but in the end he didn't see any clues.

"Why not? I've heard that the most loser of the rich second generation is to start a business, but it seems that your parents don't care about this little money. ”

"I told my dad that there are many opportunities in the market, such as the Internet, Bitcoin, buying a house, Taobao, cross-border e-commerce, and so on."

"yes, what did your dad say."

"My dad said that you also missed the opportunity to go bankrupt with E renting treasure, small yellow car, Tron, LeTV, P2P, etc."

"Huh."

"My dad told me a lot, gave countless examples, and finally he said that like me, I only see people eating meat, and I don't see thieves being beaten, especially the idea that as long as you don't pick up money when you go out, you should lose it, but if you start a business, your mentality will soon collapse."

"Like...... There's a point in what your dad said. ”

"Of course, how about the second son of the old Li family, the information in his hand is first-class. At the beginning, he was successful, known as a little superman or something, and bought real estate in Ginza, Tokyo, but in the end, it wasn't his father who gave him the back. ”

"Wang Gongzi was also prosperous at the beginning, but then his mother also gave him a cover."

"My dad said that as long as you don't start a business, you will avoid 10 years of detours."

"Hahaha, do you want to apply for a security guard?" Tang Yan asked with a smile, "It's not very difficult to find a position in the security department of our hospital, and we won't take detours for the rest of our lives." ”

Ji Xiang finished the operation while talking nonsense.

He was a little sorry that when he was buying cigarettes for the system NPCs in the mall, he saw it and resumed the potion.

It is estimated that if it is diluted and rinsed, Li Muzhi will be able to stand up and run to everyone after surgery.

If that were the case, it would be great, but it would be out of this time.

System NPCs won't dry either.

Ji Xiang felt a little sorry.

But this technique itself seems to be ahead of its time, but the effect is not as obvious as that of the potion.

I don't know when I'll be able to unlock the potion.

Ji Xiang estimates that it will not be possible for a lifetime.

"Professor Deng, do you have any name on the location of the sutures?" Director Liu looked strange and asked in a low voice behind him.

Deng Chaohong sighed deeply in his heart, a little frustrated.

If you want to perform perfectly on the operating table, it's not very likely.

After all, the people who watch the operation are not people who don't know anything about medical treatment, but old fritters who have been working in the operating room for decades.

I have done my best, and Ji Xiang's strange behavior before is noticeable, so it is not very likely that I want to hide the past.

Deng Chaohong did not suspect that Ji Xiang was deliberately embarrassing himself, he knew Ji Xiang.

Faced with Director Liu's question, Deng Chaohong did not answer, but sutured with Ji Xiang step by step.

There are not many places where the Achilles tendon needs to be sutured, and the surgery is over within 10 minutes.

After sewing the tendon, Deng Chaohong glanced at Ji Xiang, turned around and stepped down, and Ji Xiang was responsible for sewing the skin.

This is also what a junior doctor must do.

"Professor Deng, I didn't understand the operation." Director Liu was blunt.

Deng Chaohong smiled, didn't he understand, shouldn't he be. I've been with dozens of similar surgeries, and I don't understand it yet.

"The surgery is actually not difficult, there are a small number of capillaries in the Achilles tendon to supply blood."

Deng Chaohong began to tell Director Liu about the relevant content.

Deng Chaohong couldn't do the operation, but he memorized every scientific research article of Ji Xiang. At this time, they all moved out, and the head of the talk was the Tao.

Director Liu was a little confused.

"Professor Deng, why did you start asking your assistant to do the sutures? Your assistant doesn't seem to be at a very high level. The professor beside Director Liu asked.

"Xiao Ji? His level is not too high? Deng Chaohong smiled, "Boss Qin Chuqin of the Demon Capital, last year, he wanted to accept Xiao Ji as a closed disciple." ”

Hearing this gossip, the pupils of Director Liu and Professor Bandu narrowed almost at the same time, forming a pinpoint-like shape.

Boss Qin of the Demon Capital has heard of everything, but after all, he can't see anyone, so everyone hears that they are all scaly claws, and they are too psychedelic to believe it.

But who Qin Chu is and what state he is in now, everyone can see it clearly.

Director Liu suddenly became curious.

"Professor Deng, please do this." Director Liu politely invited Deng Chaohong to the locker room and prepared to ask in detail.

Deng Chaohong breathed a sigh of relief.

There are so many stories about Xiao Ji, just take out one or two to prove that you are doing it right.

They left, Lin Jiu and Zhao Zhe finished the filming, Zhao Zhe pressed to stop the bleeding, and Lin Jiu came behind Ji Xiang.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, what happened to you just now?" Lin Jiu asked very seriously, "How do I feel that your psychological pressure was a bit too great at the beginning, so that the operation went out of shape." ”

Faced with Lin Jiuze's question, Ji Xiang did not avoid talking about it.

"I talked to Neymar." Ji Xiang said, "Athletes, their psychological states are similar, and they want to make results." Although Li Muzhi and Neymar have worlds of difference in fame and status, they have the same desire for results in their hearts. ”

"I was also moved by Neymar's emotions, and I didn't feel anything at the time, until I was reminded of that kind of thought when I faced Li Muzhi."

Ji Xiang briefly described, half-truth.

Lin Jiu sighed, "Being too delicate is not a proper doctor. ”

"Hehe, seeing a mountain is not a mountain, seeing a mountain is still a mountain." Ji Xiang brought out the words of the system NPC and told Lin Jiuze.

Lin Jiu was stunned for a moment.

"The surgery is done, Dr. Zhao."

"Well, I'm here." Zhao Zhe answered honestly.

"The details of post-operative rehabilitation, you talk to them. They are all professional athletes, and they should have their own set of things. ”

"I should be, I'll go talk to them." Zhao Zhe responded.

The effect of postoperative treatment will have to wait for a while, and Ji Xiang will not dream of giving Li Muzhi the medicine in the system mall.

Sending Li Muzhi back, Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief.

Now thinking back to the time when he had surgery, Ji Xiang still feels that he had a dream.

I won't have surgery anymore, and it's a joke to say it, but this joke just happened to me.

This experience made Ji Xiang feel that he had grown very clearly.

Perhaps, this is the analgesia that must be experienced in maturity. Fortunately, the operation was not delayed, if it was like the doctor who had anastomotic fistula for esophageal cancer said by the system NPC, Ji Xiang didn't know if he could withstand this kind of blow.

Just get in the past.

After the operation, Ji Xiang was not interested in the politeness of the local hospital, and he and Lin Jiu were absent at dinner in the evening.

If Ji Xiang was to choose, he would rather accompany Meng Qingfei on duty.

The next day, the medical team flew back to the provincial capital.

got off the plane, and when he left the station, Ji Xiang saw Director Bai standing at the pick-up gate to greet him.

"Director Bai, why are you here?" Ji Xiang was a little surprised.

"Professor Ji has returned with a flying knife, shouldn't I pick it up?"

"......" Ji Xiang was sweating and a little overwhelmed.

He knew Director Bai and knew how terrible this person was.

Although Ji Xiang is not afraid, he doesn't want to provoke this. What did you do wrong? Ji Xiang began to recall for the first time.

"An expert contacted the hospital, and the dean threw it at me." Director Bai only made a joke, and then said, "Dr. Merz, an expert in sports medicine, do you know?" ”

Ji Xiang shook his head.

Lin Jiuze's brows locked.

Out of the corner of his eye, Director Bai noticed the change in Lin Jiuze's expression, he looked down at the ground and asked, "Professor Lin, do you know?" ”

"Well, when I was hired at Massachusetts General last year, Dr. Merz voted no."

"Oh." Director Bai suddenly understood why.

As long as there are people, there are rivers and lakes, but the rules of the rivers and lakes are a little different.

"Wembanyama's first surgery in Boston, the surgeon should have a relationship with Dr. Merz, so they didn't understand Wembanyama's second surgery in the provincial capital of Wembanyama."

Lin Jiu said politely, but Director Bai immediately realized what was happening.

"I see, Professor Lin, how is Dr. Merz's level?"

"It's quite high, their medical group is in the top sports medicine group in Massachusetts, and because I have a conflict with the appointment of doctors in the imaging department, there are some small conflicts."

A small contradiction?

Although Lin Jiu said it lightly, Director Bai simply knew too well what kind of bloody wind was in between.

Almost all hospitals in China have a similar story about the appointment of every department director and every professor who leads the group, but the protagonists of the stories are different, and the degree of tragedy of the struggle is also different.

Director Bai knew the most cruel time, two candidates for department director directly moved, and one of them was beaten to a cerebral hemorrhage, leaving him disabled for life.

As for the consequences...... It's hard to put into words.

Until now, Director Bai has not figured out how the one who injured the person escaped from prison and successfully became the director.

Based on the medical standards of Massachusetts General Hospital, it is estimated that the bloodiness of their professors is not inferior to that in China, or even surpasses.

Seems to be in trouble.