Chapter 123: Mother-in-Law Brings Him for a Checkup (Part 2)

"We're all grown men, what's there to be embarrassed about? Besides, I'm speaking the truth, I'm absolutely not just comforting you. Men understand men best, relax a little, look at your expression." Liu Zhuren said with a smile.

His smile was very gentle, and coupled with that earlier remark—I'm the same—it did not provoke any defensive reaction from the Patient.

"Zhuren, you..." The Patient still felt something was not quite right.

"Psh, everyone is the same." Liu Zhuren said, "Let me share my own experience."

The Patient subconsciously sat up straight.

Ji Xiang also pricked up his ears; this was typical Clinical experience, the kind of thing the System NPC couldn't teach him.

Although Ji Xiang had a cheat, he was a man who knew his own limits.

Only by learning can one become stronger; why was his serial number 27149? He didn't believe that among the tens of thousands before him, there weren't others from his world.

Yet they had fallen, or only a very small number had managed to grow.

As for the reason, Ji Xiang could figure it out with his eyes closed.

A cheat is just a cheat, not an omnipotent god.

"When my wife and I first started dating, it was truly a wonderful memory." Liu Zhuren said, "But I was shy back then. We were both interested in each other, but we never had the nerve to break the ice."

"Later, there was a time we went swimming, I drowned, and she gave me mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, which broke that final layer of window paper."

"Ah! Are you alright? People who drown are usually..." The Patient asked an extremely foolish question, then immediately realized he had said the wrong thing and raised a hand to cover his mouth.

"Of course I'm fine, I'm a national first-class swimmer!" Liu Zhuren laughed, "It wasn't until after we were married that my wife found my swimming certificate and realized what had happened."

"That was my first time, it was very beautiful."

"However, once you're married, it's just daily life. Isn't there a line in the Spring Festival Gala sketch? Old married couples are like the left hand holding the right hand, what kind of feeling is there?"

"!!!" The Patient nodded repeatedly, looking as if he wanted to grab Liu Zhuren's hand and go out for a few drinks to pour out his heart.

Ji Xiang watched calmly; Liu Zhuren was truly impressive, the kind of impressive that was smooth yet wise. In just a few words, the Patient treated him like one of his own.

"Right?" After seeing the Patient's expression, Liu Zhuren was certain his judgment was correct.

"Right, Zhuren!" The Patient nodded vigorously.

"Do you know why there's the saying about the seven-year itch?"

"Is it because..."

"Exactly." Liu Zhuren and the Patient were speaking in riddles with great rapport; Ji Xiang could barely understand, he just didn't grasp it.

Just like with the prostate, Ji Xiang had no Empathy for this; he remained an outsider.

But regarding this matter, Ji Xiang had no intention of trying to have Empathy; one look at the Patient and he knew there was nothing wrong with him.

"Right! At the beginning it was quite normal, but later, it became more and more like family affection. Like brothers in a bunk bed, right?"

"Heh." The Patient scratched his head.

This stale trope about brothers in a bunk bed had been around for over a decade, but it was quite fitting here.

"If you meet someone you can talk to, then you become brothers; if the two of you only fell in love at first sight and have no intersection in daily life, the marriage is quite dangerous."

"What about you?"

After Liu Zhuren said a great deal, the truth finally came out.

"We were college classmates." The "Patient" scratched his head, his embarrassment having faded significantly, "It's usually fine, we have many common topics, it's just that I can't get excited."

"It's fine." Liu Zhuren waved his hand, "Should I prescribe medicine for you or will you go buy it yourself?"

"Zhuren, I'm not impotent, am I?" The "Patient" asked worriedly.

"Do you go out for social engagements?"

"Yes."

"Then don't you know the answer in your own heart?" Liu Zhuren looked like an old friend, a smile that all men understand appearing on his face, "When you meet a young, pretty girl, do I need to tell you what you're like?"

"Heh heh."

"However, you must have a sense of responsibility. I'm telling you, don't go out and mess around." Liu Zhuren suddenly said with righteous indignation.

"I know, I know, Zhuren."

"It's not a disease at all, this is human nature." Liu Zhuren said, "Let's prescribe some medicine; men have to make certain sacrifices for the family."

"What medicine?"

"It used to be Sildenafil, but now it's been through several generations, Tadalafil. Take 10mg orally half an hour before each time."

"Does eating affect it?"

"It doesn't affect it, but taking it on an empty stomach absorbs too fast and the effect is too intense, so it's not recommended."

"Mm, mm, mm." The man nodded repeatedly, following Liu Zhuren's instructions implicitly.

Ji Xiang could even feel that the man wanted to kowtow to Liu Zhuren before leaving.

Although he didn't cry, his gratitude for being respected was written all over his face.

It was understandable; before coming here, he had been told countless times that he was no good, almost to the point of forming a physiological feedback loop.

But after coming here, it turned into human nature, and Liu Zhuren even used himself as an example with Empathy.

Ji Xiang secretly noted down this experience.

The way Liu Zhuren communicated with the Patient was indeed seasoned; he just didn't know if what he said was true or false.

The Patient left with profuse thanks; Ji Xiang felt that if all doctor-patient relationships could be like this, there wouldn't be fewer and fewer doctors.

After the Patient left and he called the next patient's number, Ji Xiang took advantage of the interval to ask, "Zhuren, are there many patients like this brought in by their mothers-in-law?"

"Many." Liu Zhuren said, "It's better on our side, but I have a classmate at Huashan in Shanghai who says he encounters two or three every day in the Outpatient Department."

"It can be like that."

"Heh heh, you're still young, you'll know when you get married." Liu Zhuren said meaningfully.

"Zhuren, are you telling the truth or a lie?" Ji Xiang asked tentatively.

He knew he was asking a bit much, but he was truly very curious.

"I'll say it again: you'll understand once you get married." Liu Zhuren did not answer directly; he looked at Ji Xiang with a smile, "When I was young, my body was just as healthy as yours."

"A National First-Class Swimmer!" Ji Xiang praised.

"Life, oh, it really is quite helpless sometimes." Liu Zhuren sighed, "But being able to live a decent life is a great stroke of luck."

Just as they were speaking, the next Patient entered.

This was an elderly male Patient, his expression wooden, and his gait was very strange.

"Sit down and tell me," Liu Zhuren said, "What's wrong?"

"Prostatic Hyperplasia," the elderly Patient threw out the diagnosis directly, "Zhuren, I want to have surgery."

"What are your symptoms now?"

"Frequent urination, urgency, and incomplete emptying."

Ji Xiang felt quite awkward inside; Liu Zhuren tried his best to use plain language to ask about the Patient's condition, yet the Patient answered using very professional terms.

This feeling was very strange.

"How long have you been unable to pass urine?" Liu Zhuren continued to ask in plain, colloquial language.

"Sigh, progressive difficulty urinating for three years. I originally thought I could solve the problem without surgery, but recently the distension has been unbearable, and I can't hold out anymore."

"Is there any hematuria?"

"Not yet, and my Kidney function is fine too." The Patient looked like he had done his homework; he impatiently blurted out everything Liu Zhuren was going to ask and do next.

Seeing that the Patient was particularly impatient, Ji Xiang's heart stirred, and he focused his mind to enter the System Space.

(End of chapter)