Chapter 758: There's Something Fishy Going On Here!

"Teacher, organ transplant surgery is already very mature. I feel like you have some reservations about this type of surgery."

"It's not reservations, but rather that this type of surgery involves many complex issues." The System NPC's murky gaze suddenly turned profound. "Medicine, like education, is the conscience and bottom line of a society."

"Let me give you an example."

"Apple's former CEO Steve Jobs had Pancreatic Cancer. Not to mention that he used alternative medicine for treatment in the early stages, in the later stages, Jobs was hospitalized at Stanford. Due to state restrictions, he subsequently went to Memphis, Tennessee, to undergo a Kidney Transplant."

"The source and destination of the organs were unclear, so I won't elaborate on that, which is why I rarely pay attention to this type of surgery. The main thing is... the surgery itself isn't difficult. Look at your Kidney Transplant; the difficulty itself is relatively low, and it lies more in the post-operative Anti-rejection Treatment."

"Your focus is on Autologous Stem Cell Cloning; has there been any new progress there?" Ji Xiang asked.

The System NPC smiled slightly, his gaze somewhat strange.

"Teacher, what are you trying to say?" Ji Xiang asked.

"When encountering a successful match, the hospital should not directly tell the Patient's Family Member who needs the transplant, but should first contact the person who successfully matched to ask if they are willing to donate."

Only if the matched person is willing will the patient be notified.

If the matched person is unwilling, the hospital will simply say the match was unsuccessful.

This is the correct procedure.

How could a hospital directly tell the Patient's Family Member and let them run over to beg for help?"

Ji Xiang was stunned; so there was such a protocol!

He still had questions to ask, but the System NPC did not offer Ji Xiang any further explanation. With a wave of his hand, Ji Xiang left the System Operating Room and returned to reality.

Lying on the bed, Ji Xiang briefly went over the entire process of this Empathy experience.

Medical Ethics is indeed very troublesome. Ji Xiang actually liked the choices made by Bai Chuzhang and Meng Qingfei—a doctor is just a doctor, and can only be a doctor.

Just like the two Empathy experiences meeting Shen Lang, although Ji Xiang particularly liked Shen Lang as a person, he had quite a few criticisms regarding the "curiosity" of Shen Lang and Zhou Jiaoshou.

That was simply not what a doctor should be doing.

Admittedly, Ji Xiang knew from Shen Lang's mouth that Zhou Jiaoshou had encountered a very regrettable Patient when he was young, but for them to act this way, Ji Xiang always felt it was meddling too much.

After criticizing Zhou Jiaoshou and Shen Lang a few times, Ji Xiang thought of Zhao Zhe's son and ex-wife.

This old Attending Physician, Zhao Zhe, had a life that could be described as drifting and unsettled; he really didn't have an easy time.

His ex-wife didn't treat Zhao Zhe or their son as her own people either.

However, Ji Xiang only thought about these messy domestic affairs for a moment before stopping his investigation.

Even an honest official finds it hard to settle family disputes; there must be many details in between that he didn't know.

Besides, even if he knew, so what?

A doctor is just a doctor, and can only be a doctor.

Being able to treat the illness is enough; it's wrong to meddle in so much.

Ji Xiang focused his mind and fell asleep.

In his dream, Ji Xiang dreamed that the surgery was successful, and "he" was holding his daughter's hand, strolling in the grass. Beside them was a big dog, which seemed to be Sha Paozi.

Losing weight is truly a nightmare-like existence: dieting, exercising, leaking oil...

The night's dreams were a mess. Ji Xiang woke up once at his usual time; this was the call of his biological clock.

After catching up on sleep, he got up and contacted Zhao Zhe.

Ji Xiang waited another day, and Zhao Zhe returned to the Provincial Hospital with his family in tow.

A few days later,

New Year's Day.

The department organized an event. Ji Xiang stood in a corner, watching Sui Zhuren sit in the very center while other professors lined up on both sides, standing up to toast and give speeches according to their status in the department.

He didn't really like this style of Sui Zhuren's, but he didn't say much and joined in the excitement with everyone else.

When the drinking ended and people dispersed, Ji Xiang brought food to Resident Chief Xu Leyu and went back to visit the Resident Chief who had to hold his post.

Xu Leyu had already started eating; there was a table full of food, with a blue sterile drape spread underneath.

"Resident Chief Xu, you are..." Ji Xiang looked at the blue sterile drape and scratched his head.

"It's New Year's, the Head Nurse won't scold me," Xu Leyu said with a smile.

"Pfft, that's just because you didn't let the Head Nurse see," the Nurse retorted.

Nowadays, the department calculates costs very strictly, not just reflected in patient charges, but also in the strict control of items like gloves used by doctors and nurses.

If the Head Nurse caught someone as extravagant as Xu Leyu using a blue sterile drape to cover a table, they would definitely get a severe tongue-lashing.

"Xiao Ji, what good food did you bring?" Xu Leyu changed the subject.

"Sweet and sour pork, and a few small vegetable dishes."

Ji Xiang opened the food he had brought back for the staff on duty and set it on the table.

"This is pork tongue; Resident Chief Xu, have a taste, so you can speak with the eloquence of a lotus flower when communicating with Patient's Family Members in the future."

"Hahaha." Xu Leyu laughed loudly. "You are what you eat. Xiao Juan, it's a pity there's no pig brain, otherwise you should eat more of it."

"I eat brain often, but it doesn't seem to be of much use," the Nurse said, somewhat distressed, not feeling that Xu Leyu was being offensive.

Ji Xiang watched them chat and joke, feeling quiet and happy.

"If it's useless, that means you're not eating enough."

"If you really could become what you eat, would eating people make you a superior being?" the Nurse suddenly asked.

Ji Xiang covered his forehead; it seemed this Nurse's imagination was truly vast.

"You are what you eat"—in all these years, he had never thought there was a way to eat people.

"Nonsense, don't the superior beings all eat..." Xu Leyu wasn't drinking today, but he spoke without restraint. He stopped abruptly halfway through his sentence.

"Hahaha." Xu Leyu laughed with slight embarrassment. "It's not like it's Tang Monk meat."

"Brother Xu, what were you going to say just now?" the slow-to-react little Nurse asked.

Xu Leyu focused his mind and pressed his palms together.

"This demoness, as the saying goes, my Buddha is merciful; if you want to eat me, then just eat me, this poor monk has no objections.

But since you are going to eat me anyway, why bother eating both the essence and the dregs?

Wouldn't it be better to only eat the essence?

Demoness, this poor monk has a recipe that can allow you, my lady, to eat the freshest and most essential parts every day, which can greatly increase your magic power and even keep you eternally youthful..."

"Get lost!"

Ji Xiang knew that Xu Leyu was an experienced driver, but the speed of the car today was a bit fast, so fast that it made him scratch his head.

Amidst the joking and laughter, the young Nurse had already forgotten the words Xu Leyu mentioned earlier that the Director must not hear.

Xu Leyu's nerves had also calmed slightly.

If the Director or the Dean had heard his words just now, the difficulty of his future path would have leveled up, going straight from hard mode into hell mode.

Wouldn't that be looking for trouble for himself right at the start of the New Year?

Ji Xiang chatted with them for a while and helped clear the table before riding his bicycle home.

In winter, the cold wind was biting, but Ji Xiang didn't feel very cold while riding his bicycle.

On the way home, Ji Xiang saw two groups of people arguing from a distance, with a vague posture of wanting to start a fight.

But he was not willing to concern himself with it.

As for any on-site emergency rescue, that simply didn't exist; wouldn't it be better to go home and sleep?

Compared to the meddlesomeness of Shen Lang in Empathy, Ji Xiang preferred that it is better to avoid trouble than to invite it.

(End of this chapter)