Chapter 73: The Stubborn Little Boy

Wu Zong was stunned; the anesthesia doctor had handed him a cigarette...

He reached out and took the cigarette, only to see the filter was facing outward; he hadn't even noticed.

This is just... Wu Zong let out a deep sigh.

"Wu Zong, then I'll trouble you to admit a few patients who need surgery." Ji Xiang was very happy to see Wu Zong take the initiative.

But as for how happy he was, it wasn't really that much.

Having had high Luck since childhood, Ji Xiang had long since grown accustomed to all this; it was one of the basic logical principles of his world.

Moreover, Wu Zong didn't gain Experience Points when he performed the surgery himself, which made Ji Xiang feel a bit frustrated.

Teaching people to perform surgery is truly difficult; Wu Zong's Comprehension is probably only 2-3 points, incredibly low.

"Young man, have a smoke." The anesthesia doctor handed Ji Xiang a Dayun cigarette.

"Thank you, Teacher, I don't smoke," Ji Xiang said with a smile.

"A real man, how can you not smoke?"

Although the anesthesia doctor said this, he didn't force the issue, put the cigarette away, and looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

"Young man, your surgery was done well, quite interesting. Where did you learn it?"

"Figured it out myself," Ji Xiang said.

"Pfft." The anesthesia doctor laughed and made a scoffing sound. "Are you really that awesome?"

"Learned it from my great-uncle," Ji Xiang said with a faint smile.

"Who is your great-uncle?" the anesthesia doctor asked casually.

Ji Xiang didn't say, and began to change his clothes.

"Young man, you really have no filter when you joke around. It's fine for us to talk like this, but don't say these things when you're communicating with patients."

"Thank you, Teacher." Ji Xiang knew the anesthesia doctor was giving him good advice and thanked him respectfully.

"Your great-uncle is so impressive, what does he do?" The anesthesia doctor, having nothing serious to do, asked casually.

"The year Iraq invaded Kuwait, my great-uncle proposed the concept of the Metaverse. Later, when I was a child, my great-uncle would hold me and talk about these things."

"Hahaha!"

The anesthesia doctor thought Ji Xiang was joking and laughed out loud, feeling that this kid's nonsense and lack of seriousness were actually quite interesting.

Wu Zong's head was groggy; he couldn't accept, yet was forced to accept, the truth that a small Standardized Training Student was better than him.

As for what Ji Xiang and the anesthesia doctor were chatting about, he didn't pay any attention at all.

He changed out of his scrubs, went to the ward, and took a look at the post-operative patient.

The patient's condition was stable, so Wu Zong hurried off to the Emergency Department.

He had seen Ji Xiang's surgery and was prepared to admit a few similar patients for Laser stone crushing; if Ji Xiang really had superior skills, there was no harm in learning from him.

The capable are to be respected, after all.

Ji Xiang didn't go with Wu Zong; he was a small Doctor under Mo Jiaoshou's medical team and needed to write Medical Records.

Mo Jiaoshou and Wang Daxiao were going to the Outpatient Department tomorrow to admit patients, and would go to a private hospital on the weekend to perform circumcisions; for the vast majority of people, life was like flowing water, every day a template.

There weren't many Medical Records in the team, and Ji Xiang's foundation was very solid; the Medical Records he wrote were like model cases. Wang Daxiao had put on airs, wanting to teach Ji Xiang how to write them, but after looking at them a few times, he completely abandoned that thought.

Ji Xiang was different from ordinary students; the Medical Record he wrote was so good it could be taken out for doctors of all departments to study.

Whether the Internal Medicine doctors could find any faults, Wang Daxiao didn't know, but he knew he couldn't find a single one.

Time flew by, and at 3:30 in the afternoon, Wu Zong walked in with a man wearing glasses who looked rather thin and weak.

"The situation isn't quite right; too much Extracorporeal Lithotripsy has been done," Wu Zong said to the man in glasses, holding a report.

"Sigh." The man in glasses sighed. "I said early on to come to a Grade A Tertiary Hospital, but that kid is stubborn, there's nothing I can do."

"Given the current situation..." Wu Zong held the lab report and sighed deeply.

The man in glasses was startled by Wu Zong's expression and asked nervously, "Doctor, it won't lead to..."

"Ultrasound shows: mild hydronephrosis of the left Kidney, perirenal effusion (mild), dilation of the upper Ureter on the left, and the lower segment is unclear."

"That's the mild part; look at the Enhanced CT."

As he spoke, Wu Zong "slapped" the film onto the film viewer.

"Right here."

His finger tapped on the film, making a thumping sound.

"There is extravasation of the Contrast Agent; simply put, the Ureter is ruptured, and urine is leaking out."

The face of the man in glasses turned increasingly pale.

"We are now considering the patient's diagnosis as rupture after stone crushing at the ureteropelvic junction, Contrast Agent extravasation, and a stone in the lower Ureter, with a stone diameter of about 11mm."

"Then what should we do?" Upon hearing that the Ureter was ruptured, the man in glasses was terrified out of his wits.

"Hospitalize him, there's no other good way," Wu Zong said. "After completing the relevant examinations, we'll perform emergency surgery tomorrow. After a period of anti-inflammatory treatment post-surgery, he should be fine."

"Okay, okay." The man in glasses bowed repeatedly to thank him.

"Go handle the hospitalization procedures; pay a deposit of 20,000 first, we'll talk if it's not enough."

Upon hearing that the hospitalization fee was 20,000 yuan, the face of the man in glasses instantly turned into a bitter gourd.

"The illness can't be delayed anymore," Wu Zong said very firmly. "The abdominal infection isn't very severe right now, but if you delay another three days, he might be carried in, and it's really not certain if he'll survive."

After sending the man in glasses away, Wu Zong walked over to Mo Jiaoshou and asked, "Mo Jiaoshou, do you have any surgeries tomorrow?"

"I'm in the Outpatient Department tomorrow," Mo Jiaoshou said. "Wu Zong, do you have something up?"

"I want to take Doctor Xiao Ji into the operating room."

Mo Jiaoshou took a deep look at Wu Zong and nodded.

Having watched Wu Zong "take" Ji Xiang to perform surgery, Mo Chenggui roughly understood Wu Zong's intentions.

"What kind of patient?" Wang Daxiao asked curiously.

"A student from the Engineering College next door, left-sided Shuniuguan Jieshi, is going to the hospital for Extracorporeal Lithotripsy..."

As he spoke, Wu Zong paused, then said quite helplessly, "I don't know what the Qu Yi Yuan is doing; they performed Stone Crushing on the Patient 7 times in just a few days."

"..."

Wang Daxiao frowned.

"Isn't this just nonsense!" Wang Daxiao scolded. "Did they not grasp the timing or the indications for Stone Crushing at all?"

"I suspect there is damage to the Kidney, at the very least the Ureter is ruptured," Wu Zong said. "Try Laser Stone Crushing; I feel it shouldn't be much of a problem."

Hearing Wu Zong say this, Ji Xiang suddenly remembered something.

In the System Space, the System NPC didn't seem to have told him about extracorporeal ultrasound Stone Crushing.

He started right off by teaching him Laser Stone Crushing.

He would wait until he got home to ask about it in the System Space.

Ji Xiang finished all the miscellaneous chores for Mo Chenggui's medical team, then changed his clothes to prepare to get off work.

Wu Zong is truly very understanding; it seems there is still a possibility of completing the task, even though his Comprehension is a bit low, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

Just as he walked out of the ward area, Ji Xiang saw a man in glasses supporting a young boy as they walked over.

"I'm not staying in the hospital!" the young boy said with a stubborn face, bending at the waist, sweat on his temples.

Ji Xiang had personally experienced the pain of Urological Calculus; if it were him, he would definitely seek medical attention immediately, without delaying even a minute.

That kind of pain that feels like Shock is truly unbearable.

But the young boy was still stubbornly insisting; Ji Xiang sighed, completely unable to understand the young boy's train of thought.

Brushing past the two, Ji Xiang took a careful look at the young boy; he was very ordinary.

He guessed he was afraid of surgery and would need Wu Zong to provide psychological counseling.

Although Urological Calculus is an emergency, if possible, one must still complete relevant pre-operative examinations to avoid accidents.

The surgery would be done tomorrow morning, so Ji Xiang wasn't in a hurry, nor did he have any intention of helping Wu Zong with work, so he rode his bike home.

"Dad, I'm back," Ji Xiang called out after entering the house.

"Wash your hands and eat."

The old man was wearing an apron; it looked like he had just finished cooking.

"How was it at the hospital today?" Ji Xiang's father asked.

"It was alright," Ji Xiang smiled. "Work is just like that, doing the exact same tasks every day."

"Don't you find it boring?"

"How could I?" Ji Xiang said. "Do you find looking at a 1-minute K-line chart boring?"

Ji Xiang's father felt a bit relieved and stopped nagging.

The father and son sat down to eat and chatted about daily life. The days were plain; Ji Xiang's father barely spoke, quietly listening to Ji Xiang talk about his day.

After eating, they went out for a walk, and afterwards, Ji Xiang went home, went upstairs, washed up, and lay down.

Entering the System Space, Ji Xiang greeted warmly, "Teacher."

"You're here."

"Teacher, I thought of something today," Ji Xiang said to the System NPC. "Why didn't you teach me the technique for extracorporeal ultrasound Stone Crushing?"

"Go back and read the books for the specific details yourself," the System NPC said slowly. "Nowadays, large Grade A Tertiary Hospitals rarely perform ultrasound Stone Crushing; it's mostly done by lower-level hospitals."

Ji Xiang listened quietly.

"Actually, that's correct; it's a type of tiered diagnosis and treatment. Extracorporeal ultrasound Stone Crushing is very cheap, around a thousand yuan or so. A full course of Laser Stone Crushing should be between 10,000 and 30,000."

When it came to the issue of costs, Ji Xiang was a bit confused; he truly had no concept of money.

The System NPC looked at Ji Xiang kindly and smiled slightly when he saw his blank expression.

"Do you want to go and experience it?" the System NPC asked.

"Experience what?"

At the thought of the Renal Colic that causes Shock, Ji Xiang felt some fear; even he didn't want to try it for no reason.

"Just what I mentioned," the System NPC said. "Laser Stone Crushing causes damage to the Kidney and Ureter, and extracorporeal ultrasound Stone Crushing also causes damage. Moreover, medical expenses are an unsolvable problem."

"I suggest you use Empathy to experience it; there are many things you only understand after experiencing them yourself."

Ji Xiang and the System NPC looked at each other, and he nodded solemnly.

"Come on." The System NPC brought Ji Xiang to the room for Empathy.

Light and shadow flickered, and when Ji Xiang opened his eyes again, a sharp pain came from his waist.

Damn it! Renal Colic is truly not something a person can endure, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

This time it was a bystander's perspective; Ji Xiang could feel the pain and could also feel the protagonist's psychological activities, but he could not control the protagonist's actions.

The bone-deep pain was the same as last time, but this time the protagonist didn't bend over, nor did he cry out in pain; he was even smiling.

Ji Xiang silently observed the protagonist of this Empathy session, then felt a bit stunned; it seemed to be the young boy who was supported in by the man in glasses when he was getting off work.

Is he that stubborn?

Or does he have other preferences?

Ji Xiang thought to himself.

"Dad, I'm doing quite well at school," the young boy pursed his lips, his left hand reaching behind his back, using his fist to press hard against his waist.

"Eat more, you're still growing," the old man opposite him tremblingly took out a cloth bag, unwrapping it layer by layer to reveal the torn bills inside.

(End of chapter)