Chapter 10: Actually, Not a Single Patient Needed a Re-injection

"Call them in." Although Mo Chenguai felt a bit helpless inside, his curiosity still gained the upper hand, and he spoke very gently to the Head Nurse.

He didn't waste any time either; after speaking, he immediately put on gloves and began to disinfect.

The student doesn't act like a student, the professor doesn't act like a professor; what's going on today? The Head Nurse shook her head, turned, and went to the Post-operative Observation Room.

"It might hurt a little when you get an erection early tomorrow morning. Don't be afraid, and don't worry; under normal circumstances, the suture knots won't be broken."

"If you're really worried, you can come to the hospital to find me for a dressing change."

"Just distract yourself and don't keep thinking about it. Whatever you do, don't worry so much that you insist on opening the pressure bandage to look; it won't be good if it gets infected."

In the Post-operative Observation Room, Ji Xiang was explaining the post-operative situation to the Patient. His words were gentle, as if the person who had undergone surgery was his own relative. His sincerity was genuine, and the Head Nurse looked on in surprise.

The Second Affiliated Hospital in the Provincial Hospital is a renowned large-scale public Grade A Tertiary Hospital. Surgeons are busy as can be and simply don't have the time to explain things in such detail to patients.

They explain things once; if the Patient and Family Member can understand, they listen, and if they can't, there's nothing to be done.

After all, there are so many patients waiting behind; who can "waste" all their time on one patient?

If the surgeries for the patients waiting behind don't get done in time, a big label of having no medical ethics will be slapped down, and an average doctor's small frame would be crushed flat directly.

But this little Pre-service Trainee was as warm as a spring breeze; one look and you could tell he was a Clinical rookie who still didn't know the weight of things.

Just look, he was so busy explaining post-operative matters to the Patient that he delayed the surgery.

It's just that she was the same way when she first came to Clinical.

"Doctor Ji." Without realizing it, the Head Nurse's tone had also softened a little, as if she were facing her younger self when she first arrived at Clinical.

"Yes, Head Nurse."

"The surgery is about to start; Mo Jiaoshou is calling for you."

"Coming right up." Ji Xiang replied, then urged the Patient again, "Relax, it won't be very painful. Just don't overthink it, and come for your dressing change on time."

The voice gradually faded into the distance, and the figure disappeared.

The Head Nurse followed beside Ji Xiang, her mood slightly complicated, but she didn't say anything to Ji Xiang and just silently returned to the operating room.

Her heart grew increasingly suspicious and curious.

Did Ji Xiang really perform the surgery?

Impossible, absolutely impossible!

Even an old Clinical hand like Mo Chenguai, who has been through hundreds of battles and must have cut off tens of pounds of foreskin, couldn't do it this fast. How could a Pre-service Trainee have the ability to finish a surgery in ten minutes?

You have to know that although a circumcision is simple, if done by hand, 20-30 minutes are still needed.

If you happen to have a patient who is insensitive to anesthesia and you have to fuss back and forth, you have to waste even more time.

The surgery was finished in the time it took to just speak a moment ago; there must be something fishy going on here.

Returning to the operating room, Ji Xiang saw that Mo Jiaoshou had already finished disinfecting and was standing in the assistant's position waiting for him. He was stunned for a moment, then immediately bowed slightly, "Sorry, Mo Laoshi, I was with the Patient..."

"Change your clothes and get on the table," Mo Chenguai said indifferently.

Ji Xiang hurried to scrub his hands, change clothes, put on gloves, and get on the table.

The Syringe was slapped into his hand by Mo Chenguai, and Ji Xiang began the Anesthesia.

The Head Nurse and the nurse on duty watched without even blinking.

The young man's technique was proficient; if you didn't look at his face, you would think it was some veteran who had been through hundreds of battles performing the surgery.

After the Anesthesia was finished, they waited for one minute and began the surgery.

The surgery was performed calmly and without waves, step by step in an orderly manner, and there was no sign of being flustered due to an excessive pursuit of speed.

Just like that, the second surgery ended smoothly.

Ji Xiang hesitated a bit, but Mo Chenguai took off his gloves and patted Ji Xiang on the shoulder, "Go send the Patient off."

After the Patient was sent away, the Head Nurse glanced at her watch and asked with a frown, "Mo, this kid's surgery is well done."

"What's good about it?" Mo Chenguai asked back.

"Handling the heavy as if it were light."

These six words are almost the highest praise for a surgeon.

Mo Chenguai nodded in deep agreement.

"He did it step by step, didn't use a stapler, yet the speed was so fast... Mo, I didn't understand it."

The most objective evaluators of a doctor's level are the operating room nurses and the Anesthesiologist.

The Head Nurse has watched countless surgeries, yet here with Ji Xiang, she said she didn't understand.

Mo Chenguai sighed, "Without boasting, the surgery was fast because I was there. The transition between each movement wasn't wasted, which indeed saved a lot of time. But it cannot be denied that this kid is indeed gifted; the surgery was done almost as well as mine."

The Head Nurse didn't mock Mo Chenguai.

She thought the same, it's just that the last part of Mo's last sentence had a hint of self-boasting.

Done as well as his?

That young man's surgery was much more nimble than Mo's; even if Mo Chenguai teamed up with Wang Daxiao, the surgery couldn't possibly be finished in about 10 minutes.

That a Pre-service Trainee could perform surgery to this extent is simply outrageous and insane.

After Mo Chenguai finished speaking, he fell into deep thought.

He always felt something was wrong, but today, seeing a Pre-service Trainee perform surgery better than himself, Mo Chenguai felt restless and could never quite grasp that thought.

What exactly was it?

Mo Chenguai stopped joking or teasing, simply becoming an assistant in silence. While pondering what that fleeting thought deep in his heart was, he cooperated with Ji Xiang to perform the surgery.

At 10:32 in the morning, twelve surgeries were finished.

The vast majority of the time was spent on cleaning the operating table after surgery, receiving patients, and other miscellaneous tasks.

After the surgery, it should have been the most relaxing time of the day, but Mo Chenguai was still restless.

He didn't think the complicated emotions in his heart were jealousy.

Although the Second Affiliated Hospital can only rank in the top fifteen in the country at most, he has seen quite a few genius doctors.

Social rules: it is absolutely not the case that those with ability can get their share of the cake.

Many of these geniuses fall rapidly, and some even give up their Doctor of Philosophy degree and quit medicine entirely.

What about Ji Xiang?

No, what exactly is the thought that has been troubling him?

Mo Chenggui chatted briefly with Ji Xiang and told him to go find the tour group from the Department of Science and Education first to prepare for tomorrow's exam.

After Ji Xiang left, Mo Chenggui helped the Nurse tidy up the operating room like the most junior Doctor.

"Mo, what's wrong with you today? Do you need a favor?" the Head Nurse asked with a smile.

Mo Chenggui shook his head and remained silent.

"What is actually wrong with you? You won't say a word, you're scaring me." The Head Nurse said, "If you need something, just say it; as long as you aren't borrowing money, anything is fine."

Mo Chenggui remained silent, tidying up the operating table.

The Head Nurse and the on-duty Nurse exchanged a glance, full of confusion.

"Damn it!"

Suddenly, a roar echoed in the operating room, giving the Head Nurse and the on-duty Nurse a fright.

"Mo, you've gone crazy."

"I know what was wrong with the surgery!"

Seeing Mo Jiaoshou's strange expression, the Head Nurse's heart began to pound wildly.

Was the surgery botched? She would definitely be held jointly responsible.

The Head Nurse quickly recalled the process of the surgery just now; there were no mistakes. What was Mo talking about? It was strange.

"Mo, what was wrong?" the Head Nurse asked immediately.

"Did you notice the anesthesia for the Patient, for all the Patients!"

"Anesthesia? It was very normal, Root Intermittent Infiltration Anesthesia. If you want to talk about something special, the angle of each needle insertion was ingenious, but to be honest, I didn't understand it, I just thought it was good," the Head Nurse said.

"No," Mo Chenggui had thought it through clearly, and he said firmly.

"???"

"Twelve Patients, and Ji Xiang didn't need to give a supplementary injection!" Mo Chenggui said excitedly.

If the anesthesia effect is not ideal, it is very common to give a supplementary injection at the base; at least 20-40% of Patients require a supplementary injection.

At Mo Chenggui's reminder, the Head Nurse suddenly realized.

Twelve Patients, not a single one needed a supplementary injection, and the anesthesia effect was quite ideal. No wonder the surgeries today went so smoothly and quietly.

When giving supplementary injections, many Patients would cry and scream, and the operating room would be in chaos.

In the early years, when operating rooms were simple, it was not uncommon for Family Members outside to hear the screams, kick down the door, or suffer a Myocardial Infarction.

The surgery went smoothly today not just because Mo Chenggui cooperated well, but the key was that the little Pre-service Trainee made the surgery simple "inadvertently."

This matter could not be thought about deeply; the more the Head Nurse thought about it, the more terrifying it felt.

Yes, it was terrifying.

Something that even a senior Clinical professor couldn't do, a Pre-service Trainee could? This was just too incredible.

"Could it be just good luck?" the Head Nurse asked.

Mo Jiaoshou's hands were a bit numb, and the large amount of dopamine raised his blood pressure, making his face look flushed.

"Good luck? Is it really just good luck?" Mo Chenggui savored the Head Nurse's words, more as if he were talking to himself.

Ji Xiang's surgical level had already exceeded Mo Jiaoshou's understanding. In order not to shatter his worldview, Mo Jiaoshou finally accepted this point—Ji Xiang was just lucky, which is why none of the 12 Patients needed a supplementary injection.

This luck, Mo Jiaoshou sighed.

Luck is also a part of strength; Ji Xiang is very good and very powerful.

……

……

During the lunch break, Ji Xiang did not complain about the fact that Mo Jiaoshou didn't provide a meal after a morning of surgery, but instead hid to one side to examine the changes on the System Panel.

In just one night, the Circumcision had risen to Level 4, and today's surgeries also went very smoothly.

Although he didn't say it at the time, Ji Xiang could tell from Mo Jiaoshou's words and actions that he recognized his surgical level.

By comparison, the Long-term Main Quest seemed a bit hasty to Ji Xiang.

The quest looked very simple, but Ji Xiang felt slightly unhappy.

Although the quest reward given by the system was still the word "unknown," Ji Xiang knew what kind of good reward a quest that could be completed so simply could have.

This was a bit regrettable; Ji Xiang prepared to offer an opinion when he next saw the System NPC to state his attitude.

Even if it meant having to experience Empathy one more time...

At the thought of Empathy, Ji Xiang shuddered.

That supplementary injection was painful to the bone; it was like a bottle of old wine, like a song, fresh and lasting, with a long aftertaste.

Ji Xiang collected his thoughts, trying not to think about it, and continued to look at the System Panel.

After upgrading the surgical technique early this morning, the Circumcision reached Level 4, and the Experience Points were left with a pitiful 120 points.

Having performed 12 surgeries, the surgeries in reality did not give Experience Points based on time, but rather gave Ji Xiang 100 Experience Points for every completed surgery.

It turned out that only training in the system would give one Experience Point per minute.

1320 Experience Points came into view, making Ji Xiang feel that he was closer to the Experience Points needed to reach Level 5.

Then so be it. After reading the changes on the System Panel, Ji Xiang had an idea: either find a way to "grind" the number of surgeries and take "small" surgeries to the extreme.

This was just Circumcision; if it reached the ultimate surgery of the Urology Department—Kidney Transplantation—he didn't know what Level 9 would become.

Ji Xiang's heart was full of anticipation.

(End of this chapter)