Healing Doctor

Chapter 7 The epoch-making product created by Zhou Congwen

"Dr. Ji, calm down." The system NPC patted Ji Xiang on the shoulder and comforted him.

"teacher……"

Ji Xiang had a thousand words to say, but he didn't know how to say them. He called out "Teacher" and then stopped.

"The hardest thing about being a doctor is empathy." The system NPC handed Ji Xiang a bottle of 10% glucose solution.

Ji Xiang opened the glucose bottle and took a small sip.

Hypoglycemia under various stress conditions is occasionally encountered in the operating room, but not by the patients, but by doctors and nurses.

Drinking sugar water can quickly replenish energy and prevent many unexpected situations from happening.

"However, the ability to empathize has a major drawback. I once supervised a doctoral student whose ability to empathize was so strong that he was unable to engage in clinical work."

Ji Xiang carefully pondered the words of the system NPC.

The sentence contained so much information, and coupled with the fact that he had just emerged from empathy, countless thoughts rushed to his mind, to the point that Ji Xiang almost crashed.

"Teacher, aren't you a system NPC?" Ji Xiang asked.

"You can understand it this way; they say that this explanation is more acceptable to young people today." The system NPC hunched over, a kind and benevolent smile on his face.

His smile was so gentle that it gave the illusion that he was indifferent to everything.

Ji Xiang felt that he had stumbled upon some great secret.

"Experiencing empathy firsthand naturally has its benefits, immense benefits, which I have personally experienced." The system NPC ignored what Ji Xiang was thinking and continued, "But it also has immense drawbacks."

"The duality of things?"

"Yes," the system NPC said. "You have good talent. It would be a pity if you gave up medicine just because of one experience of empathy."

Ji Xiang paused slightly as he recalled the scenes of playing the role of a patient in the system.

"I was worried you'd been subjected to too much stress, so I woke you up directly." The system NPC scrutinized Ji Xiang for a full three seconds before asking, "Dr. Ji, do you have any psychological trauma?"

Ji Xiang pondered, recalling everything that had just happened.

The system NPC was not in a hurry either, its kind gaze firm and persistent.

The shame of lying naked on the operating table and being seen by others.

The needle of the 5ml syringe is positioned at the base, and the medication is injected.

Finally, the head was anesthetized, and the pain was excruciating.

The repair of the donkey's hoof almost caused a blunder; it got so hard it nearly broke the seam.

These feelings, like scenes from Ji Xiang's own experience, came flooding back, but none of them were as strange as the moment "his own" hand landed on the surgical area.

Ji Xiang shook his head slightly.

"This system was developed by Zhou Congwen and his team. I don't always accept the ideas of young people, but I don't interfere with what they do. More unrestrained thinking—that's the essence of advanced productivity," the system NPC said slowly.

Zhou Congwen? Who is he? Ji Xiang thought hard.

If someone could create something this amazing, Zhou Congwen must be a genius, yet I have absolutely no recollection of that name.

"As it turns out, he did a pretty good job, especially with this empathy," the system NPC said. "Doctors have the heart of parents, but most of the time parents can't truly feel what their children feel. To some extent, this is the generation gap."

"Teacher, isn't this unnecessary?" Ji Xiang asked, somewhat bewildered.

"Is it unnecessary?" The system NPC took off his mask and took a deep breath.

Ji Xiang noticed that the system NPC's face was covered with deep wrinkles, like ravines. Although he knew the NPC wasn't tired, he still moved the white stool from the system's operating room over.

The system NPC sat down and looked up slightly at Ji Xiang.

"I asked you, did it hurt during the anesthesia?"

"It hurt, especially the last injection," Ji Xiang said truthfully, describing his feelings at the time.

"What do you think when the surgeon administers anesthesia to the patient?"

"The patient is too delicate and fussy; it's just local anesthesia." Ji Xiang hesitated slightly, but still expressed his true thoughts when he watched Colonel Wang administer anesthesia to the patient.

"This is the true meaning of 'you don't know the pain until the knife falls on your own body,'" the system NPC said slowly. "I think the entire teaching system is quite ordinary, but this empathy is different."

Ji Xiang remained silent.

The system NPC made it sound simple, but the knife... that injection in the head really hurt like hell!

"It is the first device in history to allow the operator to personally experience the patient's sensations, and the benefits are enormous, both for doctors and for future patients."

It's no exaggeration to say that it was epoch-making.

"So what if you're a parent? Other people's perceptions can never match your own."

"I had a student who had surgery for a right-sided thyroid adenoma. That guy was a bit troubled and refused general anesthesia, so we ended up using enhanced local anesthesia plus cervical plexus anesthesia. I performed the surgery myself, and it was over in less than twenty minutes."

"But by the end of the surgery, he was clearly agitated and even almost kicked over the instrument table."

"From then on, he never mocked patients who underwent thyroid adenoma removal under local anesthesia. In fact, whenever a patient said they were uncomfortable, he would do everything he could to make them more comfortable if he was in the audience."

(Note: This is based on my own experience in 2008. I originally intended to remove a mole while I was at it, but I almost kicked over the operating table. I'm ashamed.)

"This system is groundbreaking." The system NPC emphasized the words "groundbreaking" at the end.

Ji Xiang thought about his experience and nodded slightly.

"I'll consider the mission complete, even though you didn't experience everything." The system NPC smiled.

"Ding-dong~"

A crisp sound rang in Ji Xiang's ears.

[Temporary Compensation Quest: You Only Feel the Pain When the Knife Falls on Yourself - Completed, Comprehension +1, Experience +300.]

Ji Xiang no longer cared about what benefits he had gained; the words of the system NPC echoed in his mind.

Making doctors aware of patients' pain seems to help not only patients but also doctors.

And it wasn't just ordinary help, it was revolutionary change.

"What are you thinking about?" the system NPC asked calmly.

A few seconds later, Ji Xiang asked, "Teacher, how can we administer anesthesia so the patient doesn't feel pain? Do we need to give the final injection?"

The system NPC wore a satisfied smile.

Ji Xiang is an exceptionally talented child; he is indeed a promising prospect.

He instantly understood his meaning and silently overcame his inner demons, his question to himself hitting the nail on the head.

"As the name suggests, the dorsal nerve is located on the back and originates from the left and right pudendal nerves. The purpose of local infiltration anesthesia is..."

The system NPC began explaining the nerves involved in circumcision to Ji Xiang.

Although this knowledge is covered in books, the explanations provided by the system NPCs are insightful and easy to understand, especially for some key technical points, which are illustrated with numerous examples and references.

After the explanation, the dissection began. Ji Xiang felt slightly uncomfortable when facing the mannequin.

But he quickly stopped himself from getting involved and became engrossed in the explanations given by the system NPC.

Time and again, the realization that "this is how it is" appeared in Ji Xiang's mind, dispelling his fear of "empathy".

After an unknown amount of time, the system NPC finished its explanation and began guiding Ji Xiang through the process.

The system NPC only stopped the surgical training after completely exhausting Ji Xiang's basic stamina.

That's all for today.

"Thank you, teacher." Ji Xiang took off his sterile gown and bowed respectfully to the system NPC.

In Ji Xiang's view, this system NPC is not a virtual entity, but a flesh-and-blood, respectable being.

"You're quite impressive to have received the newbie gift pack and mastered a technique to this extent," the system NPC chuckled.

"..."

Ji Xiang was taken aback.

Newbie gift pack? That's a completely foreign concept.

If we don't take into account the almost infinite time within the system, the last time I heard the words "newbie gift pack" was just over ten hours ago.

"Teacher, will I be restricted from entering this place in the future?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No, you can come whenever you want," the system NPC said matter-of-factly. "But to receive surgical training, you need to have some experience. Simply put, you have to prove you're worth training."

Ji Xiang sighed.

"There's nothing we can do about it." The system NPC reached out and patted Ji Xiang on the shoulder.

"What technique could you teach me next time?"

"Depending on the situation, it could be a circumcision with a suture device."

The system NPC smiled slightly, offered no further explanation, and gave a gentle push.

Ji Xiang's vision went black, and when he opened his eyes again, he was back in reality.

It all felt like a dream. The swollen swimming ring and the purplish-black head were like a nightmare that appeared in Ji Xiang's mind immediately.

He instinctively reached out and touched it.

It's still hard.

very nice.

My basic stamina was completely depleted, and after leveling up the circumcision surgery to level 3, I only had 10 points left. After training and mission rewards, it became 8120.

Ji Xiang didn't have time to think much before he fell into a deep sleep.

……

……

at the same time.

Colonel Wang is toasting and exchanging drinks with others.

"Old Mo, let me tell you, I met a nice kid today." Colonel Wang took a swig of his drink.

"Oh? Who is it? There haven't been any new people lately."

A bald man in his fifties standing next to Colonel Wang, whose reflection in the light was dazzling, asked casually.

"The newly arrived resident trainee."

"What a joke, a resident trainee, and a new one at that? How good can he be?" Professor Mo said disdainfully.

"Those bastards in the Science and Education Department insisted on taking the resident trainees on a tour of the hospital, and even wanted Dean Zhao's son to go on stage and experience it. I know you don't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but you missed a great show."

"Dean Zhao's son? Heh, that's bullshit!" Professor Mo said. "The entire residency training program is bullshit too."

"You can't say that. There are benefits to residency training." Colonel Wang retorted softly, then quickly changed the subject. "I brought some resident trainees up on stage, and one of them was very skilled. On a whim, I had him tie a knot."

"Heh," Professor Mo scoffed dismissively.

Some of the resident trainees are very attentive and can tie knots that are satisfactory.

But it's just a knot; no matter how good it is, how good can it really be?

"At the time, I just thought his knotting was alright, but after thinking about it for a long time that afternoon, I realized it wasn't just alright, it was really good."

"Hahaha, are you stupid?" Professor Mo laughed. "Even if you practice hard every day during your internship or apprenticeship, you can only tie a few knots on stage. Practicing on stage is just a basic skill; you'll be completely lost when you actually go on stage."

"Old Mo, you really shouldn't disbelieve me. Take him to try it tomorrow." Colonel Wang said, his smile turning into melancholy. He sighed, "Back then, I was even considering taking him out for surgery."

Professor Mo was somewhat moved. He looked Colonel Wang up and down, and seeing that his old friend didn't seem to be joking, he frowned and said, "Is he really that amazing?"

Taking someone to a private hospital for surgery is no joke.

When something goes wrong in a public hospital, the hospital administration takes the blame; at worst, they'll just get a scolding at a meeting, big or small.

Over the years, it seems that the only person who has actually been sentenced for medical procedures is that idiot who livestreamed his gynecological exam.

Private hospitals make more money, but the surgeons have to bear the responsibility.

Taking a resident physician to a private hospital for surgery? How big of a nerve!

(End of this chapter)