Chapter 78: Excessive Reward

The moment the Zebra Guidewire was fed in, Wu Zong let out a long breath. He knew the most difficult part of the surgery had passed; feeling a sense of relief, he wanted to straighten his back to take a brief rest.

However, the next second.

The sharp 【Superior Doctor's Gaze】 lashed onto him like a whip.

Cold sweat broke out on Wu Zong instantly.

He carefully and cautiously, as if walking on thin ice, fed the Endoscope in and found the stone.

The stone was stuck in the second narrowing of the Ureter.

Wu Zong prepared the Laser, adjusted the energy, and shattered the stone.

Then, bit by bit, he removed the stone.

The latter part of the surgery went smoothly, and Ji Xiang no longer said anything; in particular, that "jerk" skill didn't pick bones out of eggs, or even pick eggs out of bones, again.

The Muscle Memory of the "jerk" skill wasn't meant to scold people for the sake of scolding, but for the sake of a smooth surgery.

As the surgery ended, the 【Superior Doctor's Gaze】 skill also terminated.

Ji Xiang saw that the experience bar above Wu Zong's head seemed to have grown a little, or perhaps it hadn't changed at all.

Training in the System Operating Room, Ji Xiang's leveling speed was very fast, so he assumed Wu Zong could also level up quickly.

But facts proved that these were all false guesses.

Wu Zong's level was alright, meeting the standard of a Resident Chief, but his Comprehension was a bit poor; leveling up was truly too slow, far too slow.

Just endure it surgery by surgery; Ji Xiang glanced at the System Task and saw there was no time requirement for that item, knowing the system had already made its judgment.

The surgery over, the few of them lifted the Patient onto a flat cart.

Although the 【Superior Doctor's Gaze】 had already ended, Wu Zong seemed to still be immersed in the state of being strictly managed by a mentor, naturally pushing the flat cart to leave the operating room.

"Doctor Xiao Ji, how are you acting like a master while being a Standardized Training Student? You don't even know to send the Patient back," the Circulating Nurse asked.

Ji Xiang took off his gloves and scratched his sterile cap.

He did have the heart to rush to send the Patient back, but Ji Xiang knew Wu Zong was likely still immersed in the effects of the skill; if he said anything, it would only be more awkward.

"Doctor Xiao Ji is quite interesting," the Anesthesia doctor added, "Wu Zong's surgery has been improving these past few days..."

As he spoke, he glanced at Ji Xiang.

"Teacher, I'm off," Ji Xiang greeted, then turned and left.

"Why are the kids these days all like this?" the Circulating Nurse said, puzzled, while throwing medical waste into the red trash can and grumbling.

She didn't have an opinion of Ji Xiang; chatting, especially about things not involving medical care and without using one's brain, could relieve fatigue.

"I heard something from Lao Li these past few days," the Anesthesia doctor said in a low voice.

"What did he say?"

"Did you two exchange insights while 'fencing' in the same bed?" the Instrument Nurse, having stepped down from the table, added in passing.

"..." The Anesthesia doctor was stunned by what Tang Yan said, then laughed, "Lao Li was on duty a few days ago, and it was also Wu Zong performing the incision and stone removal."

"It was fairly stable during the surgery, but after the surgery ended, it seemed like there was suddenly an Air Embolism."

"Brother, an Air Embolism is an Air Embolism, why 'seemed like'?" Tang Yan said with disdain.

Indeed, an Air Embolism is a life-threatening matter.

It happens 1-2 times a year in the operating room, and every time the operating room is thrown into chaos; the director and Head Nurse will lead everyone to study and summarize the lessons learned.

But no matter how meticulously a surgery is performed, one can at most reduce the probability of an accident occurring; what is meant to happen will still happen.

"Lao Li said Wu Zong was in charge of the rescue, and at the time, even he was scolded like a dog by a little Standardized Training Student. And guess what happened?"

"Brother, your habit of keeping people in suspense is truly detestable. If it weren't for the fact that you're wearing a mask, I'd want to use glycerin enema to brush your teeth."

The Anesthesia doctor was very used to this way of speaking from the Instrument Nurse and didn't get angry, continuing directly, "Wu Zong being scolded like a dog by a student is already strange enough, but what's even stranger is that the student actually cured the Air Embolism with a tube of Erythromycin Ointment."

The Circulating Nurse walked over and reached out to touch the Anesthesia doctor's head.

"Your body temperature is at least 45 degrees, the thermometer would burn and explode; look, aren't you talking nonsense now," the Circulating Nurse said.

"Probably, and then what?" The Instrument Nurse and Circulating Nurse were very in sync, "Did Wu Zong and Brother Lao Li chase after him like unleashed sycophants?"

"Unleashed sycophants... unleashed sycophants..."

The Anesthesia doctor savored the phrase and slapped his thigh hard.

"Right, just like unleashed sycophants!"

"..."

"..."

The two nurses were speechless for a moment.

"I'm done talking nonsense with you. If you write a national-level paper on treating Air Embolism with Erythromycin, remember to include me as the twenty-eighth author," Tang Yan said, "I have to go memorize things. The Head Nurse is drafting people, making me participate in some bullshit competition; do I need to have a Martial Arts Alliance Leader too?"

"Keep your voice down!" the Circulating Nurse said sternly.

In the operating room, one can joke, one can talk dirty, and being a bit excessive doesn't matter.

However, it is inappropriate to speak ill of leaders.

Although what the Instrument Nurse said was the truth, it was still stopped immediately by the Circulating Nurse.

"Hey, don't disbelieve me," the Anesthesia doctor said hurriedly, "Let's put it this way: I didn't see that surgery either, and I don't know if Lao Li was exaggerating, but you all saw today's surgery, right?"

"What about it?"

"I know Wu Zong's level. In less than an hour, while teaching, he actually finished the surgery," the Anesthesia doctor straightened his thoughts, "Don't you think there's something strange?"

"I don't think so," the Instrument Nurse Tang Yan took off her sterile gown, "I just think Wu Zong is a bit strange, like a sycophant."

"Sycophants are great; you have to lick before threading a needle. You'll know when you have a boyfriend," the Anesthesia doctor chuckled, ending the conversation with a lane-changing maneuver.

Ji Xiang returned to the ward, wanting to check on the Patient and chat with him for a moment.

Through the Empathy in the system, Ji Xiang knew the Patient had an unspeakable secret, and the System NPC had also given him a "task."

Ji Xiang understood the System NPC's meaning; technical skill could not solve every problem, and to become a mature Doctor, being well-versed in human relationships was a very important point.

Walking into the entrance of the ward, Ji Xiang saw Liu Zhuren talking with Wu Zong.

Upon seeing Ji Xiang, Liu Zhuren stared at him with a profound gaze for at least 3 seconds before waving him over.

"Zhuren." Ji Xiang walked over and said respectfully.

Liu Zhuren had resolved a difficult problem without leaving a trace, and Ji Xiang was very impressed; this respect was no longer mere politeness, but came from the bottom of his heart.

"Did your teachers take you into many surgeries during your internship? There aren't many Standardized Training Students who can get a compliment from Xiao Wu," Liu Zhuren said.

"It was alright."

"Read some books this week and participate in the city's Medical System Competition on the weekend. I don't expect you to take first place, just don't be the one dragging the tail."

"Understood, Zhuren." Ji Xiang replied perfunctorily.

As for some competition, he had no interest in it at all.

"Ding-dong~"

【System Task: Competition

Task Content: Achieve an excellent ranking in the city-level Medical System Competition.

Task Time: 5 days and 12 hours.

Task Reward: Basic Reward—1 random Basic Attribute Point. (Note: The higher the ranking achieved, the more generous the prize.)】

Hm?

A competition that wasn't even important, yet the system had actually issued a task for it? And the reward was very generous, with a special note that the higher the ranking, the more generous the prize.

Ji Xiang didn't quite understand.

The so-called competition was actually just various ways of going through the motions; everyone went to play around in a harmonious atmosphere, and as for whether they got first place, no one cared.

Aside from wasting time, it didn't seem to have any other use.

Thinking about it, it must be that the System NPC had opened a back door for him again.

"Alright, go write the Medical Record." Liu Zhuren smiled; his attitude toward Ji Xiang was extremely gentle.

"Doctor Xiao Ji, there's an emergency case this afternoon. Don't go too far; I'll call you when the time comes," Wu Zong said hurriedly.

Ji Xiang returned to the office and sat in front of the computer.

Mo Chenggui and Wang Daxiao went to the Outpatient Department to admit patients, while Ji Xiang was responsible for writing Medical Records and doing almost all the miscellaneous chores.

Because Ji Xiang had demonstrated a formidable ability to write Medical Records, the two professors were very at ease with him and basically left everything to him.

Ji Xiang didn't rush to work, but instead held his breath and focused, entering the System Space.

"Teacher."

Seeing the System NPC standing there with his hands behind his back and his waist hunched, Ji Xiang trotted over.

"Do you know how the director of the Urology Department solved the problem?" the System NPC asked.

"I know a little bit, but I don't understand it very well," Ji Xiang said truthfully.

"That's normal; many doctors go their whole lives without knowing how to solve such problems," the System NPC said.

"Teacher, what if it were you?" Ji Xiang asked.

Throwing this highly difficult proposition to the System NPC, Ji Xiang was quite expectant.

"Public hospitals have mutual aid treatment quotas every year, so spending a little money doesn't matter," the System NPC said, "but the quantity is limited, and it depends on the faces of the Medical Affairs Department and the leaders. I certainly wouldn't do it that way."

Ji Xiang looked at the System NPC expectantly.

"If it were me, I would apply for a research project and apply for funding," the System NPC said. "Comprehensive treatment of high-difficulty Urological Calculus, and write a few papers while I'm at it. The doctors performing the surgeries and managing the patients can also gain some accumulation, the patients also benefit, and some comprehensive experience is left behind."

Ji Xiang had never thought of this line of reasoning and was a bit stunned for a moment.

"For example, I once organized a large-scale screening in collaboration with manufacturers, targeting the treatment of congenital heart disease in rural newborns across seven provinces, cities, and autonomous regions."

"!!!"

Ji Xiang felt goosebumps all over his body.

"A total of 1,322 surgeries were performed; the scope was large, there were many patients, and in the end, I wrote three world-class papers, not to mention the national-level papers."

"Amazing!" Ji Xiang was impressed to the point of prostrating himself in admiration.

"However, you were able to get the simplest answer, so the reward has already been issued to you."

"That competition task?" Ji Xiang was caught between laughter and tears.

"The higher your completion rate, the more generous the reward; don't underestimate this task," the System NPC said earnestly. "Old doctors don't value the competition, but for young doctors who have just entered the Clinical field, it is the best way to build a resume."

(End of chapter)