Healing Doctor

Chapter 68 Many people are like crayfish

"Short video platforms are all the rage right now, but I don't know how long they'll stay popular. Anyway, I'm just killing time, so I'll record some videos and upload them when I have the chance to see how many views they get."

"Did you record it?" Mr. Wu asked.

"I recorded one, but only half of it," Lu Kai said. "It's the ER's prized possession. But the ER is going too far; they treat a turtle like a treasure, and they won't even let me record a video of it."

"Let me see," Mr. Wu said, reaching out his hand.

Lu Kai found the video and handed the phone to General Manager Wu.

Lu Kai's greasy, slightly sleazy face was no longer visible; instead, the familiar turtle appeared in the frame.

"Everyone thinks doctors are materialists, but actually people believe in all sorts of things."

"For example, this turtle. It's said that with it, there are far fewer emergency resuscitations in the ER."

Mr. Wu frowned slightly.

He didn't know if Lu Kai's "nonsense" was good or bad. If it gave people the impression that doctors at a top-tier hospital were so superstitious, wouldn't that be terrible?

Although Lu Kai was telling the truth, but...

Mr. Wu felt that something was amiss.

This is similar to the fact that in recent years, there have been 3-4 large-scale firecracker displays in the provincial capital every year. Don't ask why, just say it's because the God of Wealth is celebrating his birthday.

Life is tough, everyone wants to live a stable life and wants to earn more money, so it can't be called superstition.

It's just a wishful thinking.

In the video, Lu Kai introduces the turtle to everyone, filming it from all angles. He actually has a good sense of camera presence, even though only the turtle itself appears on screen.

"How are you going to film me?" Mr. Wu asked cautiously.

A few years ago, there was a stupid anesthesiologist who was sentenced for live-streaming a gynecological surgery. Mr. Wu certainly doesn't want to end up like that.

It's normal for people to chat and laugh while driving, but once it's filmed or live-streamed, the meaning is completely different.

Moreover, even the full name of the Department of Urology gets marked with several asterisks online. And yet, they still want to make videos?

Mr. Wu looked at Lu Kai cautiously.

Even if you're familiar with someone, you can't do things that break the rules.

"That's it." Lu Kai held his phone at a 45-degree angle above his head, looked up, and made a peace sign.

The phone was actually turned off; it was just for show.

"Hello everyone, I'm your old friend, Xiao Kai who always bumps his head against the wall."

"..."

What kind of opening is this? Mr. Wu remained silent.

"I'm currently in the urology department, also known as urology surgery."

"Wait!" Mr. Wu suddenly became angry, raised his hand and slapped Lu Kai's leg with a loud smack.

"Mr. Wu, Mr. Wu, it's all for the sake of traffic." Lu Kai quickly smiled apologetically, "The audience just likes the bizarre."

Lu Kai gestured with his lips, but he didn't dare to say the rest.

When people from other departments have consultations, they always say, "You guys are good at external consultations, why can't you do it yourself?"

He didn't want to anger President Wu.

"Forget it, I'm tired today." Mr. Wu shook his head. He still couldn't accept it, even though he spent a lot of time on short video platforms. "Let's sleep."

Lu Kai was not discouraged. He was just having fun, and Mr. Wu's disagreement with recording short videos was not a blow to him.

Silent all night.

The next morning, Mr. Wu reviewed the list of patients who needed emergency lithotripsy.

Although he felt a sense of fear when he saw Ji Xiang, General Manager Wu was grateful for the favor.

Ji Xiang had prevented a medical accident, and he felt he had to do something about it.

Since Ji Xiang brought up the topic of laser lithotripsy, let's get him to work on a few machines.

Although it's called an emergency, the patient had actually been hospitalized for 1-2 days to complete preoperative examinations, unlike patients with car accidents, knife wounds, or shock.

Some patients even experienced a reduction in pain, and their fear of the surgery far outweighed the pain itself.

After all, people tend to forget the pain once the wound has healed; that's the norm.

General Manager Wu glanced again at Colonel Wang and Mo Chenggui's slow-diagnosis surgeries.

They had just returned from the outpatient clinic, where there were few chronic surgeries. Mr. Wu was quite attentive in scheduling the lithotripsy surgery after their two chronic surgeries.

After several encounters with that junior resident trainee, each one more thrilling than the last, Mr. Wu always felt that something was off about Ji Xiang, but he couldn't quite put his finger on it.

The doctors and nurses took their positions one after another, ready to hand over their shifts.

"That Dr. Ji," Director Liu said casually as Ji Xiang entered, "I told you yesterday to prepare for the big competition, and I put your name on the form. Pay attention and bring honor to our hospital."

"I will work very hard," Ji Xiang said.

"Hand it over." Director Liu leaned against the windowsill and waved lazily.

The emergency surgery last night disrupted his sleep schedule, and he hasn't recovered yet. The thought of three kidney cancer surgeries scheduled for today gives Director Liu a mountain of worries.

But I've gotten used to it over the years. I just have to tough it out. No matter how tired I am, who cares? I can't just skip the surgery, can I?

After handing over the shift, I moved to another ward and went into surgery.

"Dr. Ji, you can come up and watch today's surgery. Don't rush to start," Mo Chenggui explained to Ji Xiang earnestly.

Unbeknownst to him, Mo Chenggui had already begun to treat Ji Xiang as an equal to some extent.

"Teacher Mo, what surgery are you having today?"

"Bladder cancer surgery involves partial resection."

Ji Xiang's heart skipped a beat. He had heard from the system NPC that the most difficult surgery in urology was total cystectomy with intestinal transurethral resection.

It didn't seem too difficult.

However, Ji Xiang respected the system NPC, knowing that every word the system NPC said was a summary of clinical experience, containing the stumbles and struggles of those who came before.

Ji Xiang didn't ask any more questions, nor did he go to the operating room to try to learn higher-level surgeries.

He acted like a real resident trainee, helping to transport patients, disinfect, and lay out sheets.

Standing in the second assistant position, Ji Xiang helped hand over equipment and smoke cigarettes with a suction device; he did these small tasks quite well.

Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang did not expect Ji Xiang to be so honest. He did not say a word after going on stage and did not make any unnecessary movements.

If I were at Ji Xiang's age and had that level of skill, I wouldn't be able to be so honest.

Young people, who doesn't want to show off a little?

However, Ji Xiang remained quite low-key, which pleased Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang even more, and their goodwill towards him reached its peak.

The procedure is complete.

After observing a surgery, Ji Xiang vaguely understood the meaning of the system NPC.

I used to think that kidney transplantation was the most serious surgery in urology. In fact, the kidney doesn't have that many blood vessels. Basically, it only requires anastomosing a few major blood vessels. The key issue is the rejection reaction after the surgery.

But the bladder is different.

The bladder has a large number of blood vessels, including some capillary networks.

"This looks like the most difficult part of the surgery," Ji Xiang thought to himself.

"Professor Mo, may I borrow Dr. Xiao Ji for a moment?"

After watching Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang finish their surgeries, General Wu stood behind them and said something.

"Oh?" Mo Chenggui turned around and glanced at President Wu.

"We have three lithotripsy surgeries in the emergency room today," Mr. Wu smiled. "Having more people means the surgeries will be done faster."

Mo Chenggui nodded.

However, he remained cautious and did not let Ji Xiang go directly, fearing that President Wu might do something on the operating table.

Otherwise, with a doctor on duty, the boss wouldn't need to drag a resident trainee into surgery.

After sending the patient back to the operating room, whose vital signs were stable, Ji Xiang quickly and efficiently brought the emergency patient to the operating table.

"Don't be nervous." Ji Xiang comforted the patient, seeing that he had a serious expression on his face. Although he wasn't pale, he looked very uneasy.

"Doctor, does it hurt?" the patient asked.

"Our department has a nickname in the hospital." Ji Xiang didn't answer the patient's question, but instead started chatting with the patient with a smile.

Mr. Wu was standing to the side, pondering what he could teach Ji Xiang to do today. Hearing Ji Xiang say this, his gaze fell on his tall figure.

"Other departments call us uncloggers," Ji Xiang smiled. "Think about it, if it's clear, it won't hurt; if it hurts, it's blocked. You might feel a little bit during the unclogging process, but compared to the rush of water after surgery, I don't think it's a big deal."

This analogy left Mr. Wu feeling quite helpless.

"Drain cleaner" and "hanger" are nicknames given to doctors in hospitals by those who are always looking for trouble; to put it bluntly, they can be quite insulting.

But Ji Xiang's self-deprecating humor, especially his imitation of the sound of a clogged sewer, is quite apt.

"Doctor, that seems to make sense. But I'm afraid you might not be able to open it and end up smashing the toilet."

Ji Xiang joked, and the patient became less nervous and told him his concerns.

"No way," Ji Xiang laughed. "The equipment nowadays is so much better. In the past, extracorporeal ultrasound lithotripsy was said to be non-invasive, but its effectiveness was so-so. Too big or too small wouldn't work, and there were many examples of failures."

"And now?"

"Didn't General Wu already tell you? Now we'll use a scope to go in and take it out while watching. If the stone is too big, thicker than the ureter, we'll use a laser to break it up."

"Looking at it... I feel like something's off."

Ji Xiang and the patient chatted as they walked toward the operating room.

The patient chatted with Ji Xiang for a while, which distracted him and made him feel a little more relaxed. He looked back and saw that General Manager Wu had gone to change his clothes. By then, he and Ji Xiang had reached the door of the operating room.

"Doctor, I have a question for you," the patient said in a low voice.

"What's wrong?"

"My husband couldn't find the head doctor, you guys are so busy..." The patient hesitated.

"Want to work as the director?" Ji Xiang smiled.

"Dr. Wu, who performed my surgery today, was very kind, but I always felt he was young."

"You can't look at surgery like that," Ji Xiang said. "What do you do?"

"I sell crayfish at the night market, and being hospitalized for a day has caused me a lot of trouble."

"Just like the crayfish you sell, some people are cowardly, weak-kneed, and their brains are full of shit, but they are very expensive."

"!!!"

"When it comes to surgery, it's all about practice, right? People look all high and mighty... I'm not talking about the head surgeon, but a lot of people you think are good are actually just so-so."

"Like some Michelin-starred chefs?"

"That's right," Ji Xiang said. "His cooking skills are just so-so, and so are his surgeries. Don't let his young age fool you, Mr. Wu; he cooks every day, he's very skilled."

The patient felt a little relieved after being comforted by Ji Xiang.

After entering the operating room, Ji Xiang turned around and went to the changing room to change his clothes.

(End of this chapter)