Chapter 233: The Past of Doctor Meng

"Xiao Ji, I asked a classmate." Meng Yisheng returned and said very earnestly to Ji Xiang, "It is indeed possible to consider it a disease of the rheumatic immune system. I have already advised the Patient to go to the Imperial Capital to see rheumatology and immunology."

"That's good." Ji Xiang also let out a long breath.

"I am truly grateful to you; I just kept feeling that there was a problem with the Patient, that it wasn't that simple. He is also lucky; he basically always happens to come during my shift." Meng Qingfei habitually placed both hands on the back of his White Uniform to wipe them.

Ji Xiang's heart stirred, and he asked curiously, "Laoshi, how did you feel that?"

The Emergency Department's Meng Yisheng looked at Ji Xiang, hesitated for a moment, and finally said, "Because I have had Depression."

"……"

This was true Empathy!

Ji Xiang immediately turned serious and looked Meng Qingfei in the eye.

He had experienced it and knew that the feeling was not pleasant.

As they were talking, two Patients came to see the Doctor. After Ji Xiang helped Meng Yisheng finish handling them, during a break, Meng Yisheng said, "You are still young; you don't know how hard it is to get sick."

"Laoshi, can you... elaborate on that?" Ji Xiang made a request that he himself felt was a bit excessive.

"If it's convenient, if not, then forget it." Ji Xiang added.

"That was a long time ago. It's all in the past; there's nothing that can't be talked about." Meng Yisheng observed his expression and comforted Ji Xiang with gentle words, "When I first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital, I was also young and frivolous. By the way, I graduated from Peking Union Medical College Hospital."

"!!!"

No wonder! Ji Xiang recalled what Meng Yisheng had said earlier about asking a classmate and then giving the Patient advice.

Peking Union Medical College Hospital and 912's rheumatology and immunology departments are the best in the country; a single phone call could help the Patient make contact and provide the Patient with guidance.

"At that time, I was young and frivolous, thinking that a person should have their own bottom line. At the first year-end department gathering, I performed an emergency surgery and missed the meal. By the time I rushed over, everyone was already drunk, and they egged me on to down three glasses in a row."

"It shouldn't be right to be delayed by an emergency surgery," Ji Xiang complained on his behalf.

"Drink it, I did. I usually like to have a few sips anyway, and besides, everyone was just egging me on." Meng Yisheng laughed, "But at that time, the Lao Zhuren brought out a three-point-three-ounce glass, and I got a bit unhappy."

A pound of white liquor; this was life-threatening. Ji Xiang listened silently as Meng Yisheng recounted his story.

"But since the Lao Zhuren told me to drink, as a junior Doctor, I certainly had to drink. I didn't eat a single bite of food and downed a pound of white liquor in a row."

"I originally thought that was the end of it. Just as I was about to leave, the Zhuren's lackey started egging me on to go around and toast everyone."

"Damn it, my hot temper flared up. I grabbed a liquor bottle and cracked it open on his and the Lao Zhuren's heads," Meng Qingfei said with heroic spirit.

"!!!"

Ji Xiang was startled; he was taken aback by Meng Yisheng's words.

To draw weapons at the slightest disagreement—this type of person is rarely seen in a hospital. It is hard to imagine that a Doctor like Meng Qingfei, who says he is unwilling to diagnose Patients with Mental Illness, has such a side to him.

"Was it because I was drunk, or because I was forced to drink?" Meng Yisheng smiled slightly.

But it was also quite vivid; did he do the wrong thing while under the influence of alcohol?

It's just that this kind of thing is often used in the context of men and women—getting drunk and sleeping with a best friend's boyfriend, getting drunk and sleeping with a brother's girlfriend, getting drunk and sleeping with...

Using it to hit a department Zhuren, Meng Yisheng is indeed tough.

"It was still being young and frivolous. I also knew why the Lao Zhuren treated me that way. His surgeries were just so-so; they were old-school surgeries that had long since become obsolete. At that time, my endoscopic surgery skills were top-notch."

"When I was an intern, I was just like you, showing off. The teachers also gave me free rein. Although I couldn't stay, they taught me everything they should have. When I first came to the Second Affiliated Hospital, I was the best at endoscopic surgery!"

"What happened later? You weren't detained, were you?" Ji Xiang asked.

"No, if I had been detained, I would have lost my public position," Meng Yisheng said. "But I was disciplined at the time and assigned to the sewage treatment plant to clear the sewers. Hahaha, it was really clearing sewers, not a joke from your Urology department."

"The Depression also started at that time. I knew I shouldn't have resorted to violence directly, but I just couldn't swallow that anger," Meng Yisheng said, his eyes slightly bloodshot.

It wasn't that he was about to cry, but a surge of hot blood.

"Meng Laoshi, what happened later?" Ji Xiang asked.

"I felt miserable, so I got depressed. Let me tell you, during that period of Depression, the first thing was that my body hurt; everywhere I touched, it hurt."

"It hurt?" Ji Xiang was surprised.

"Yes, strange, right? Theoretically, without trauma, it shouldn't have, but I just felt like my whole body had a headache and my whole stomach had a toothache," Meng Qingfei said as if telling a joke.

"Ha."

"Furthermore, I was prone to crying. A big man like me, sometimes looking at the sewage processor, I would suddenly feel something crawling on my face. I would wipe it with my hand, and it would actually be tears. Damn it, it was like seeing a ghost!"

Ji Xiang was silent.

"Also, it was... not laziness, but feeling like I had been sealed. You understand that feeling, right?" Meng Yisheng asked.

"I can roughly understand. Feeling miserable all over, my brain a mess, not wanting to think about anything."

"Right!" Meng Yisheng slapped his thigh, "That's exactly the feeling."

"And there was also feeling like there was no point in living before going to sleep at night and after waking up in the morning."

"But if I were given another chance to choose, I would still do it," Meng Yisheng curled his lip. "Now, when I see some PhD student jumping off a building because of their supervisor's exploitation and refusal to let them graduate, I feel particularly disdainful."

"If you're already thinking of dying, why not grab that scumbag supervisor and jump together?"

"Meng Laoshi, how do you know it's a scumbag supervisor?" Ji Xiang asked with a smile.

"You'll know when you study for your PhD." Meng Yisheng didn't explain this, laughed, and continued, "I was also wrong; I shouldn't have let it come to bloodshed at the time. I should have dragged the Lao Zhuren to jump off the building and just scared him until he peed himself. I was still young! If it were now, the Lao Zhuren would have had it coming."

"……"

"Later, the Director of Nursing Department scolded a young Nurse very harshly. It seemed that the young Nurse was a lesbian, and she directly used some unbearable words. The young Nurse hugged her and was about to jump off the building. As a result, apart from scaring the Director of Nursing Department so much that she didn't dare to come to work, the young Nurse was perfectly fine. Tsk tsk."

Ji Xiang listened to these gossips with great interest.

"Let me tell you, after I recovered, I still occasionally felt like I had symptoms of auditory and visual hallucinations."

"Laoshi, how did you recover?"

Meng Yisheng didn't answer Ji Xiang's question, just shook his head and continued, "We are Doctors; we don't believe in supernatural nonsense. I also don't want Patients to be sent to mental hospitals; I just feel there is a problem."

"Unfortunately, my knowledge is shallow, and I didn't see it clearly."

"Xiao Ji Doctor, come over to hang out when you have time," Meng Yisheng said with a smile. "The Emergency Department can see a lot of messy things. It's a pity you don't really like gossip, otherwise, this place is indeed very interesting."

(End of chapter)