Chapter 351: Bloodline Suppression?

"Are you thinking that you aren't the one performing the surgery, so you have no idea what the post-operative results will be like? That's why you always want to speak in vague generalities," Deng Chaohong asked.

Lu Kai looked a bit dazed and nodded.

He didn't know why Professor Deng Chaohong knew this so clearly, as if he were a roundworm in his own stomach.

This was a fixed habit of a Doctor, one Lu Kai had unconsciously applied to his daily life without even noticing it himself.

"I don't know what a medical escort is, but I estimate this profession is highly likely the same as the Scalpers of the past," Deng Chaohong explained. "Ordinary Scalpers only earn the price difference, the price of information asymmetry, and with the right connections, they can manage to get by. But top-tier Scalpers..."

As he spoke, Deng Chaohong smiled and looked at Lu Kai.

"You can't just parrot others. I knew a Scalper in Shanghai—never mind, it's better to call them medical escorts. That person started as a Doctor and began selling medical equipment because they couldn't find a better job."

"Back then, regulations were loose, and manufacturer representatives could go into the operating room to guide how to use new equipment. They were a Surgeon by training and had received professional training abroad. Although I never saw their surgeries, their eye for detail was sharp, and every reminder hit the nail on the head."

"So, at that time, many hospitals performing surgeries would look for this manufacturer representative to hold the fort. It sounds like a joke now, but back then, no one thought there was anything abnormal about it. If they didn't come into the operating room, the Circulating Nurse and Instrument Nurse would even be unhappy."

"So impressive!" Xu Leyu knew that Professor Deng Chaohong was a cautious person with high standards who rarely praised others. If he said it was good, it was at least a 7 out of 10.

"Later, during centralized procurement, they sensed something was wrong and changed careers to become a medical escort," Deng Chaohong smiled and continued to explain. "They were extremely professional; naturally, there's no need to mention the Orthopedics Department they were familiar with."

"For other departments, they also used connections to review Medical Records, performed detailed data analysis, and confirmed with the Instrument Nurses and Anesthesia doctors in the operating room who was the most skilled at various diseases, and who was just a professional research-oriented Doctor with a big reputation. This person knew everything about these circles like the back of their hand."

"!!!" Lu Kai's eyes shone like morning stars.

"That's roughly the idea," Deng Chaohong said. "To make a living, anything goes, whether you're a Doctor or a medical escort. But if you don't just want to eat a meal, but want to be full, or even want to eat well, then you need to invest more energy."

"I'm just giving an example," Deng Chaohong said. "When you become more professional, that sense of bloodline suppression will naturally diminish, because you are no longer the person you once were; you identify yourself as an Elite in a certain industry."

"Teacher Deng, I will work hard," Lu Kai said.

Today, Deng Chaohong's words were earnest and heartfelt; it wouldn't be an exaggeration to call them a guiding light.

"Alright, then I'll continue working, you two get busy." Deng Chaohong didn't say much more; he had given Lu Kai a few pointers, and as for how he would turn out in the future, that would depend on Lu Kai himself.

Deng Chaohong and Ji Xiang were busy for two or three hours finishing all the follow-up work. Ji Xiang declined Deng Chaohong's invitation and went home alone.

He was very interested in the fact that a 19-year-old Patient was already showing muscle atrophy and wanted to know the Patient's thoughts.

When leaving, Deng Chaohong suddenly remembered something. He turned back and said to Lu Kai, "By the way, there is one more thing."

"Teacher Deng, please go ahead."

"Have you ever been to the safari park to see the tigers by car?"

"No, Teacher," Lu Kai said. "But I know about the incident a few years ago where someone insisted on getting out of the car and something happened."

"I've been," Deng Chaohong said. "I saw a couple bringing an Alaskan Malamute, wanting to drive it inside, but they were stopped by the staff."

"Why?"

"It's said that tigers get ferocious when they smell a dog; there have been incidents where they flipped cars over."

"Uh..."

"Gossip about bloodline suppression," Deng Chaohong looked at Lu Kai. "Hurry up and evolve."

Although this sounded a bit strange, the logic was easy to understand.

After interacting with him, Ji Xiang felt that Deng Chaohong was quite interesting—refined and easygoing yet not lacking in wit. Most importantly, he was serious about his work, somewhat like Zhao Zhe, yet also different.

Returning home, Ji Xiang played with Sha Paozi, thought about the bloodline suppression Deng Chaohong mentioned, pondered for a while, ate with the old man, and then washed up and entered the System Operating Room.

"Teacher, I saw that the Patient with the Rotator Cuff Injury is only 19, and they already have severe muscle atrophy," Ji Xiang asked a question as soon as he entered.

"What, do you want to experience Empathy?" the System NPC asked.

"Yes," Ji Xiang nodded. "I know it must be very uncomfortable, but I can't understand why it would be that uncomfortable."

"Give it a try, that's good too," the System NPC looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

"By the way, Teacher," Ji Xiang smiled. "I got a perfect score on my Practicing Physician Examination."

Ji Xiang didn't care about this matter, and the System NPC hadn't asked, so Ji Xiang hadn't mentioned it.

But the perfect score that others found astonishing was just so-so in the eyes of the System NPC. He didn't care at all, as if he hadn't heard it, and continued to explain the condition to Ji Xiang, "Rotator Cuff Injuries are very common; it's good for you to go take a look."

"Teacher, I ranked first in the country! A perfect score!" Ji Xiang was a young man after all; he couldn't show off to people in reality, but he had already taken the System NPC as his mentor. If he didn't say a word or two, it would be a regret like wearing fine clothes in the dark.

"A perfect score is normal, and it counts as not bad. I estimated you could get a 590, after all, there were some subjective questions," the System NPC said. "Hurry up and go experience it; when you come back, I'll teach you a special technique."

"A special technique?" Ji Xiang instantly forgot about the perfect score and ranking first in the country.

"A surgical method for Arthroscopy Shoulder Cuff Injury Surgery that has fewer complications."

"!!!" Ji Xiang was overjoyed. "Alright, I'm going now."

The System NPC took Ji Xiang to the adjacent Operating Room. After entering the room, light and shadow flickered.

Before Ji Xiang could open his eyes, the sound of "Bang, bang, bang" reached his ears.

"Ji Xiang, what's wrong with you!" someone roared.

There was no special concern in their voice; it seemed more like secret delight.

A wave of pain came from his right shoulder, and Ji Xiang felt the sensation of the Rotator Cuff Injury.

Opening his eyes, Ji Xiang saw that he was in a basketball gym, surrounded by "giants" between 1.9 and 2.1 meters tall.

His own height of 1.88 meters was simply not enough to look at here.

"How's your shoulder?" a middle-aged man ran over, asking with a gloomy and anxious face.

"It hurts, I can't move it," Ji Xiang said.

"Damn it!" the middle-aged man cursed viciously.

"Coach, is Ji Xiang's injury serious? No one touched him," a teammate said.

The Coach didn't speak; his face seemed to be covered by a dark cloud, with lightning and thunder. Ji Xiang vaguely sensed that "his" injury should be very serious.

(End of chapter)