Chapter 172: Electronic Products

Meng Qingfei sighed again that Professor Bao was truly a professional Surgeon; even when he was furious, his strikes were precise, subconsciously avoiding vital points and causing no damage to tendons or bones, even after stabbing seventeen or eighteen times.

Ji Xiang had no interest in such gossip.

As for how Professor Bao finally resolved the matter, it had nothing to do with him; after waiting a while longer, Meng Qingfei left after receiving news that the Patient had already been admitted and was being taken up for Suturing.

On the way home riding his bicycle, Ji Xiang had already forgotten all about the faucet matter, his mind completely filled with Zhao Zhe and his scientific research.

Judging by the standards of the System NPC, what Zhao Zhe was doing was true scientific research!

"Dad, I'm home." It was already past ten o'clock when Ji Xiang returned home on his bicycle, and he called out as he entered the door.

But immediately, Ji Xiang saw someone in the house.

Feng Yuqing.

Why was she here? This girl shouldn't have been off to Shanghai to hold a concert or something? Although no one watched the concert, hiring a bunch of atmosphere-builders wasn't difficult.

"Yuqing, why are you here?" Ji Xiang asked flatly, so flatly that it was hard to even hear the question.

"I came to see Uncle Ji." Feng Yuqing was very well-behaved, looking just like a young lady from a prominent family; she spoke timidly, her legs pressed together, hands resting on her lap, contrasting sharply with her black silk stockings.

"Yuqing came to bring you something," Ji Yongchang said. "She said it's a new product from her company."

"Mm." Feng Yuqing bowed her head slightly, a faint sheen of sweat on the tip of her nose, looking slightly uneasy.

"Anatomical Teacher?" Ji Xiang asked.

Feng Yuqing hadn't expected Ji Xiang to be so sharp; he had guessed exactly what the gift was before even entering the door and seeing it.

He seemed to have inherited Ji Yongchang's keen sixth sense, keen enough to make people panic.

"Electronic equipment, smart product, I took a look," Ji Yongchang said. "It's quite good. You two talk, I'm going to pour some water."

"Uncle, don't trouble yourself, I'm leaving now," Feng Yuqing said hurriedly. "You have to watch the night market, my parents specifically warned me not to disturb you."

"Hehe, it's fine."

Feng Yuqing stood up, bowed very respectfully, and then said, "The manual explains it very clearly; it was made by a subsidiary in Japan. The models used for medical dramas in Japan are already very mature; although they aren't real Anatomical Teachers, they are consumables that can be used continuously."

This explanation must have been practiced for a long time; Feng Yuqing recited it like a textbook, somewhat stiff and wooden, sounding exactly like the electronic voice of an inflatable doll.

"Then I won't see you out, Ji Xiang, you go see Yuqing off," Ji Yongchang said, dismissing the guest.

"Okay."

Feng Yuqing seemed to have been under immense pressure; only after leaving the house and standing in the courtyard, with Ji Yongchang closing the door, did she relax a little.

"What are you up to?" Ji Xiang asked.

"To curry favor with you, of course," Feng Yuqing finally returned to normal. "Doesn't everyone say doctors like Anatomical Teachers?"

Ji Xiang scratched his head, feeling quite helpless.

No matter how good an Anatomical Teacher was, could it be better than the System Operating Room? No matter how realistic, could it be more realistic than a Simulated Human?

But although he thought this, Ji Xiang still thanked her, "It must have been very hard work."

"Hey, it's the latest generation of smart product; it can collect data and provide big data support for your dissection and surgical processes. If you're interested, you can further improve your operations."

"Oh." Ji Xiang was slightly moved, but then he smiled; it still wasn't good enough.

"Impressive, right! Keep it up, young man, I'm rooting for you to become the best doctor in the country in thirty years!"

Feng Yuqing laughed as if she had told a joke, lowered her voice, and turned to leave.

"Hey."

She walked two steps and looked back at Ji Xiang.

"What?"

"Aren't you going to see me off?"

"I see your security personnel are right outside, no need, right?" Ji Xiang shrugged.

"What a scumbag who doesn't acknowledge his debts once he's put on his long johns; are you already dying to go see the smart Anatomical Teacher?" Feng Yuqing wasn't angry; instead, she was a little excited.

The idea Tang Yan came up with must have hit the mark; Ji Xiang really liked this thing.

A doctor's hobbies were truly strange; a gorgeous beauty like her was right in front of him, yet he was interested in electronic products.

"Yes," Ji Xiang said perfunctorily.

"Then you go ahead and get busy. I asked the designers, and they said one smart Anatomical Teacher can be used for a month, but if you use it up quickly, tell me; the product needs to be made in advance, and production is limited."

"Thanks." Ji Xiang finally saw Feng Yuqing to the main gate.

"Young man, keep it up." Feng Yuqing tried to pat Ji Xiang's head like an elder, but Ji Xiang was tall and big, so she missed, instead patting Ji Xiang's shoulder and speaking in an old-fashioned tone.

"Got it, be careful on your way back."

"What's there to be careful about? Honestly, this place is like a desolate desert; after twelve o'clock at night, only a few nightclubs are open. Unlike the Imperial Capital, where the second half of the night only nears its end after three or four in the morning."

"The Provincial Hospital is quite nice; resting at sunset and working at sunrise. There are fewer people tearing up the streets, and there's a benefit to the quiet."

"You two, father and son..."

Feng Yuqing stopped abruptly at this point.

She could talk about Ji Xiang, but it was best not to bring up that person.

Ji Yongchang looked kind and benevolent, but when her father's generation and ancestors spoke of him, they did so with undisguised fear.

"I'm off, keep it up." Feng Yuqing got into the car and waved.

The engine roared; Feng Yuqing habitually wanted to tear up the street, but she let off the gas halfway through and drove away slowly like a well-behaved girl.

Ji Xiang turned and went back into the house.

"Dad, why did she come?" Ji Xiang asked.

"The girlfriend your mom introduced to you, didn't you say she was alright after meeting her? She came over to bring you something to express her interest." Ji Yongchang looked at Ji Xiang with a smile; he seemed to want to see the deepest thoughts in Ji Xiang's heart.

"Heh." Ji Xiang smiled, walked to the packing crate, and lifted it.

The weight was fine, so Ji Xiang carried it to the elevator.

"How do you feel about this girl?" Ji Yongchang asked. "I'm not trying to interfere in your relationship, just chatting."

"It's average, nothing special. It's mainly that I don't want to enter their circle; being a Doctor is quite good."

Ji Yongchang said nothing. Hearing the elevator sound, Ji Xiang entered the elevator. He stood silent for a minute, then turned and went upstairs.

The child is grown; it is best not to interfere if one can avoid it.

Although the Feng Family's social standing was a bit inferior, Ji Yongchang was not a person who cared much about social standing. He himself was a self-made man; there was no such thing as looking down on or looking up to others.

Ji Xiang watched the box and returned to his room; after opening it, he was suddenly stunned.

He had thought the Intelligent Cadaver Teacher would be a Simulated Human with a blurred face, with overall functions several orders of magnitude worse than the System Space, but the most cutting-edge for existing technology.

However, after opening the box, he saw a lifelike face appear before his eyes.

If not for his courage, Ji Xiang would have thought it was a haunting.

(End of this chapter)