Chapter 208: The Patient Who Has Been Castrated, You Follow Along

The surgery was finished, but that was only one step.

For Ji Xiang, Wang Daxiao, and Mo Chenggui, visiting the Patient post-surgery and explaining the post-operative precautions was also extremely important.

What Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui were mainly concerned about was whether Victoria Andrology Hospital would subject the Patient to measures like physical therapy; although it was very unpopular and the boss didn't like them doing that at all—it was the behavior of a turncoat who smashes the bowl they eat from.

Yet the two of them insisted on it, and seemed to never tire of it.

Even Wang Daxiao, who had always bad-mouthed Mo Chenggui, was not ambiguous in this regard.

Ji Xiang was responsible for explaining to the Patient what might happen in the future, such as changing dressings, pain, congestion, and so on.

The time spent communicating with the Patient post-surgery far exceeded the time spent on the surgery itself.

Once everything was finished, Mo Chenggui invited Ji Xiang to have a meal at Peiyang Barbecue.

"Xiao Ji, do you know what to watch out for with this surgery?" Mo Chenggui asked while eating skewers.

"The mental health of the Patient after castration." Ji Xiang sighed, "But when someone encounters this kind of thing, who could have a healthy mind?"

"Cai Lun, who invented papermaking," Wang Daxiao said casually.

"Cai Lun doesn't seem to be a good person in the standard sense," Ji Xiang said.

"..."

"..."

Mo Chenggui and Wang Daxiao were stunned.

"I read in a book that Cai Lun was quite favored by Empress Dou at the time, but Empress Dou never gave birth to a prince, so Cai Lun thought of an excuse involving evil arts, and there was a lot of mess after that." Ji Xiang explained briefly, not going into depth.

The label regarding Cai Lun is very clear: the papermaking technique that benefits a thousand generations. But as for the person himself, Ji Xiang did not approve of him very much.

This includes Li Shen, who wrote 'Hoeing the crops at noon', and Kuang Heng, who studied by the light of a hole in the wall; both later became massive corrupt officials.

Come to think of it, even stealing light...

"Xiao Ji, your stubborn temper really is something." Wang Daxiao laughed, "That's just a saying; let's put ourselves in their shoes. Men, the phrase 'having the goods' is vulgar, but it's easier to understand."

"Mm-hmm." Ji Xiang nodded repeatedly.

"No matter the age, cutting it off will inevitably bring the Patient some side effects. Let's not even talk about the mysterious psychological problems; let's talk about practical issues, for example, it's very inconvenient to pee in the future, you have to sit."

"Speaking of which, sitting to urinate is good for the prostate; even if you don't cut it off, it's recommended to sit," Mo Chenggui said.

"That goes without saying. When I was thirty, except at work, I absolutely wouldn't stand if I could sit," Wang Daxiao said casually.

"Should I lie down?"

"That's a matter for after eighty. Lying down is indeed comfortable, but diapers aren't that convenient."

Mo Chenggui and Wang Daxiao took the topic to the ends of the earth as if they were performing a crosstalk act.

"Is sitting really good for the prostate?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Psh, why are you thinking about this when you're so young?" Wang Daxiao waved his hand.

"Some things are better started when you're young. Xiao Ji, sit whenever you can, don't stand. Remember that?" Mo Chenggui said.

"I remember." Ji Xiang nodded.

"I remember when I was young, I was laughed at." Wang Daxiao chuckled, "It was Lao Zhang from Gastrointestinal; he laughed at me for not being the type to pee standing up. In a few days, I'll perform a Green Laser on him and see what he has to say then!"

"Maintenance must start when you're young. A thermos cup with goji berries—Xiao Ji, don't think it's old-fashioned. When you reach that age, we'll return all the mockery we received before."

"That guy from Black Panther was already using a thermos with goji berries. When I saw it at the time, my heart felt sour. Why sing rock? It's because you're not resigned in your heart. Singing pop music is being resigned to life." Wang Daxiao said, "It's a pity, the guys who sing rock can't escape the fate of the thermos with goji berries either."

"It's a matter of sooner or later, so maintain early," Mo Chenggui said.

"Right, outlive those old geezers we look down on." Wang Daxiao added, "If Qin Chu doesn't know what's good for him and comes to cause trouble again, Xiao Ji, you just endure it for now."

"How old is he? Wait until he dies of old age, and once you have your own academic status, you can drag him out of his coffin and whip his corpse."

Ji Xiang chuckled, noncommittal.

Today, Wang Daxiao and Mo Chenggui had mentioned this matter countless times; it was clear that the two were worried about him, fearing that Qin Chu would come to cause trouble again.

Everything they said could be summarized in one point—lay low.

However, Ji Xiang was not worried. His parents had a good relationship with Teng, the only Academician in the Interventional Department. Whether Qin Chu was a dragon or a tiger at his level, it didn't seem to have much to do with him.

But Ji Xiang didn't say much; saying too much about this kind of thing would just be bragging.

Besides, Ji Xiang himself didn't want to rely on his parents.

Every young person feels in their heart that they are better than the previous generation, and Ji Xiang was no exception.

"Outliving them—it's not like there's no precedent for that in our medical field." Wang Daxiao smiled and comforted him, "Xiao Ji, you're young, you have a bright future..."

Wang Daxiao rambled on with countless words, his worry overflowing in his expressions.

Ji Xiang appreciated the sentiment.

"Speaking of which, the Total Excision Surgery for Total Penectomy indeed has a profound impact on the Patient. You followed this Patient from beginning to end," Mo Chenggui said seriously, emphasizing his tone especially on the last sentence.

His way of speaking to Ji Xiang had long since shown a posture of equality, but on this matter, Mo Chenggui was very solemn.

Ji Xiang knew this was clinical experience, a part of the surgery.

Otherwise, he would only be a cold surgical machine.

"Mo Laoshi, I know." Ji Xiang nodded, "How do you think I should comfort the Patient?"

"It's useless. No matter how you comfort them, it's useless. It's not your penis being cut off, you won't understand." Wang Daxiao said, "Watch them, and then urge the Family Member to take careful care of them; don't let the Patient seek death."

"Ah?"

"Over these years, basically every year at least one Patient who has had a Total Penectomy dies in the hospital, mostly by jumping off a building." Mo Chenggui sighed, "A few years ago, one day when I was at work, I watched a Patient jump down just like that."

"I see." Ji Xiang replied in a low voice.

A thought flashed through his mind: should he try to feel it?

But it was just a flash; Ji Xiang wanted to be a good Doctor, but he wasn't a pervert, and he didn't want to experience everything with Empathy.

Castration is such a...

Ji Xiang subconsciously shook his head; he should just go and check on the Patient. As for the rest, he wouldn't meddle.

After eating a simple bite, Mo Chenggui went to chat with the owner of Peiyang Barbecue for quite a while before leaving.

"Teacher Wang, is this owner a Patient?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No, when we were young, we would come here for barbecue every time we got paid. It's been over twenty years, and his place is still here; people get nostalgic as they grow old," Wang Daxiao laughed, "but the main reason is that this owner is quite an interesting person. You should come here often when you have the chance in the future."

"Mm." Ji Xiang took a careful look at the thin, dark-skinned owner.

(End of this chapter)