Chapter 708: The Kind of Family Member Who Is Best at Following Doctor's Orders

"I absolutely do not agree! If you dare to take the old fossil away, I swear I'm not finished with you!"

"Sigh, Grandpa is suffering."

"Suffering my ass! Did you get a single cent less of his retirement pension last month?"

No matter what, in the end, one of Lao Wangtou's grandsons would always steer the conversation back to money.

Ji Xiang sighed in his heart.

No way around it.

As Lao Wangtou's two grandsons argued, they stopped suddenly, though it was unclear what was said.

By the time Ji Xiang opened the door to look, they had already left, disappearing without a trace.

Soon, Shen Lang came trotting over in a flurry.

"Where are they!"

"They left."

"What did they say!"

Shen Lang's eyes were shining, dazzling Ji Xiang until he felt a bit dizzy.

Ji Xiang couldn't understand Shen Lang's thought process, but there was no need to; Ji Xiang felt he could return at any moment.

An inexplicable Empathy; the system NPC could have told him the truth directly, yet it went to such great lengths to make him experience this Empathy, letting him know through the descriptions of Shen Lang and the Family Member that they were all doing it for money.

As for whether the old man lived or died, it didn't matter... it mattered a lot; only alive was there money, dead, there was none.

However, Ji Xiang didn't even need to solve this problem; it was simply the system opening a back door for him, ridiculously easy.

Was this done just to give him attribute points?

While complaining to himself, Ji Xiang told Shen Lang what he had heard.

Shen Lang said, "I knew it would be like this."

"One of them was right," Ji Xiang said. "There's no need to let the old man suffer anymore."

"You think he's some kind of good person?" Shen Lang said with disdain. "He's been hospitalized for so many days, and he hasn't even come to look once."

"..."

Ji Xiang was stunned.

What Shen Lang said made some sense.

"Lang Ge, is the virtual money just the Medical Affairs Department calling the settlement side to generate tens of thousands of yuan in hospitalization fees directly in the system?" Ji Xiang asked for guidance.

"Yes, that's the benefit for retired personnel. That's why many Family Members don't care at all; they dump the person in the intensive care unit, and as long as they don't die, there's money every day. Just think, lying there doing nothing and getting six or seven hundred a day."

Ji Xiang had no concept of money.

Six or seven hundred a day didn't seem like much.

"Let's leave it at that, I can't explain it clearly either. Did you see where the two of them went in the end?" Shen Lang asked.

"I didn't," Ji Xiang answered truthfully. "I was inside listening to the voices the whole time, but after a while, they seemed to be whispering something, and I couldn't hear clearly. After a moment, they were gone."

Shen Lang sighed heavily, wringing his hands.

In his view, what was whispered was the most important part.

As for the rest, it didn't matter.

"Lang Ge, let's smoke a cigarette. Sorry for dragging you here in the middle of the night," Ji Xiang said.

"No," Shen Lang waved his hand and prepared to leave.

"Lang Ge, can you still sleep when you go back? Why not just make do in the Duty Room for the night?"

"Where would I find time to sleep? I'm going to see if there's any drama."

As Shen Lang spoke, he turned and left. When he said the word "drama," his face was practically beaming.

Ji Xiang watched his back disappear hurriedly around the corner, feeling a sense of loss.

Not sleeping in the middle of the night to go watch drama—is this kind of person a Doctor?

But Shen Lang's Spirit was truly inexhaustible; he wore Lead Clothing to perform surgeries every day, never complaining of fatigue even after eight or ten operations.

The Nurse said he seemed to have mutated; he had contracted Rabies a few years ago, and in the end, even this disease with a nearly 100% mortality rate hadn't taken him away.

No wonder they wanted Shen Lang to handle Lao Wangtou; our Lang Ge has a tough life, Lao Wangtou can't handle him!

As this thought crossed his mind, Ji Xiang almost laughed out loud.

In this "boring" Empathy, Ji Xiang had almost been assimilated by Shen Lang.

The next morning, Shen Lang appeared in the Shen Ke with high spirits.

Ji Xiang even had the illusion that Shen Lang could live without eating, relying solely on gossip.

"Xiao Ji! I saw it yesterday!"

"Saw what, Lang Ge."

"Lao Wangtou's two grandsons started fighting at home!" Shen Lang laughed. "It was chaotic as all get-out. You tell me, isn't it all because of that pension... no, wait, retirement doesn't have that much money, it's the pension for retired personnel."

"Because of money, brothers turning against each other, or even fathers and sons becoming enemies, is not uncommon," Ji Xiang said indifferently.

"It's a pity I couldn't sit on the sidelines and watch the drama," Shen Lang said with some regret. "I couldn't hear what they were saying, I could only watch from afar and guess out of thin air."

"That's it?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Of course, isn't that enough!"

"Doctor Shen, are you in?"

As the two were chatting, someone suddenly pushed the door open and entered.

Didn't even knock on the door, how rude, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

"Wang Quan, you finally came." The smile on Shen Lang's face immediately became "professional"; he addressed the Patient by name and walked straight up to him, blocking Wang Quan from entering the Duty Room.

Ji Xiang followed behind Shen Lang to hear what exactly they were going to say.

"Doctor Shen, how is my grandfather? Please tell me the truth, is there still a possibility of recovery?" Wang Quan asked.

Shen Lang explained it to him once, standing right there in the hallway; it looked like Shen Lang had no intention of sitting down and having a proper chat with him.

"I see." Wang Quan rubbed his hands and sighed, "I've always felt that I shouldn't let my grandfather suffer too much, so we won't go to the ICU; otherwise, going there would just mean intubation, using machines to keep him breathing, and it's hard to say if that even counts as being alive."

Shen Lang was taken aback, and Ji Xiang was also stunned for a moment.

That such human words could come out of Wang Quan's mouth clearly exceeded both their expectations.

"Doing that would be too much suffering, Doctor Shen. Let's just do as you said and process an automatic discharge."

"I didn't say that!" Shen Lang instinctively denied it, "My meaning was that the Old Man has already reached the terminal stage, and the specific choice depends on you yourselves."

"Oh, oh, oh, I know, it's my own idea," Wang Quan said.

"Are you really going to process an automatic discharge?" Shen Lang asked, puzzled.

"Yes, didn't you say it's the terminal stage? All the parts in his body are failing, and we can't exactly replace all the parts," Wang Quan sighed.

Every word he said was correct, revealing a sense of being reasonable.

If it weren't for the fact that Wang Quan had never appeared before, Ji Xiang would have even considered him the type of Family Member with the best medical compliance.

Shen Lang clearly had concerns in this regard as well and asked for the opinions of other relatives.

Old Man had only two direct relatives; Wang Quan's older brother was away on a business trip, but the two brothers had already reached a consensus last night that the priority was for the old man to suffer less.

Although Shen Lang was puzzled, since the Family Member requested an automatic discharge, there was no way to force him to stay.

Filing a record with the Medical Affairs Department, leaving behind video and audio documentation, signing, and pressing fingerprints—Wang Quan was a bit reluctant about this whole series of procedures, finding it troublesome, but in the end, he cooperated and completed it.

Watching Wang Quan call an Emergency Vehicle for the transfer to take Old Man back home, Ji Xiang felt that the Empathy should be over.

However,

Ji Xiang did not expect that the Empathy was actually still continuing.

What else was there for him to experience?

Ji Xiang thought for a long time, but couldn't figure it out.

(End of this chapter)