Chapter 83: A Bit Vicious

If it were possible, Feng Yuqing would really like to slap a big palm across the back of Ji Xiang's head.

But she dared not.

Although she could be a little willful and headstrong at times, she knew who to pick her battles with. Feng Yuqing had always maintained a good sense of propriety.

Because she knew who she could afford to provoke and who she could not.

Ji Xiang?

She feared that if she hit the young one, the old one would come calling.

If that son-in-law of his family, whose reputation in the Jiangnan region was like thunder to the ears, were to...

Feng Yuqing really dared not think any further.

Moreover, if that person were to hold a grudge, being grounded for a few years would be a minor matter; she feared that in a more serious scenario, she might even be exiled to Argentina.

The key was that she couldn't even beat him.

But... Ji Xiang was just too much! Too much!

A Standardized Training Student, actually questioning a top Expert from the Department of Nephrology in such a tone.

The one who truly didn't know the rules was him!

It wasn't just Feng Yuqing who had such thoughts; everyone else in the room was also looking at Ji Xiang with stunned gazes, as if looking at a monster.

The old Expert in Shanghai would likely not even pay him any mind and would simply close the video feed.

However, the facts were different from what everyone thought.

"That... that..."

The next second, a stuttering voice came through.

Feng Yuqing froze instantly; this voice sounded very familiar, only the tone lacked its usual professionalism and firmness, instead being filled with a sense of nervousness and guilt, even carrying a thirty-percent trace of fear.

The speech was cautious and meticulous; even through the wireless network, Feng Yuqing could feel the high-speed, spinning thoughts of the person speaking, as he weighed every single word in his speech.

He was afraid of Ji Xiang!

Although Feng Yuqing recognized who was speaking from the voice in an instant, she couldn't believe it, and with difficulty, she shifted her gaze from Ji Xiang to the screen.

It was the old Expert from Shanghai!

It really was him!

Why was he stuttering? Shouldn't he have just closed the video feed?

"Speak." Ji Xiang reached out and tapped the tablet lightly.

The old Expert on the other side of the video subconsciously flinched, as if Ji Xiang had reached out to slap him with a big palm.

Feng Yuqing had seen plenty of people who were impolite and didn't understand the hierarchy; it was said that back then, that son-in-law had been suppressed so hard that he swept across the various families of Jiangnan like a fierce dragon crossing a river, knocking out the back molars of a whole crowd of people.

But Ji Xiang... he was still young, yet he was already learning from his own grandfather?

Feng Yuqing felt some disdain in her heart; she hadn't expected that dragon among men to have raised such an arrogant son who didn't know the immensity of heaven and earth.

"My... diagnosis is also inaccurate, how... how... how... do you see it."

The next second, the old Expert in the video asked with a face full of panic, astonishment, and grievance.

It was as if Ji Xiang's finger tap just now had really slapped a big palm across his face.

What was going on!

Feng Yuqing was instantly dumbfounded.

The role reversal left her feeling infinitely puzzled, and she even felt a bit lightheaded, as if she were in a bizarre dream.

"You said just now that you still want to perform a Kidney Transplantation on the Patient?" Ji Xiang looked down at the Expert in the video and said coldly.

"I did not!"

The old Expert in the video subconsciously leaned back, as if trying to escape that palm technique descending from the heavens.

He had forgotten that this was a video consultation; like a bird startled by the mere twang of a bow, sweat trickled down from his temples.

"According to your diagnosis, after a period of hormone treatment showed no effect, is the next step to perform a Kidney Transplantation?" Ji Xiang stepped forward with a "whoosh."

"Clang~"

The old Expert in the video tried to dodge, his chair overturned, and he fell to the ground.

Uh...

Feng Yuqing looked as if she had undergone plastic surgery with three corners of her eyes opened; her eyes were wide open, her field of vision instantly becoming 270°, looking in confusion at the panicked old Expert in the video and the Ji Xiang beside her.

What was going on here?

It was completely illogical; Feng Yuqing's hands were shaking a little.

She was certain that Ji Xiang was not putting on a show with that old Expert.

If the son of that female tyrant, that legend who swept across Jiangnan, were so attentive to her, Feng Yuqing estimated that her father would send half of the family assets over as her dowry tomorrow, and then, regardless of whether she was willing or not, directly put a wedding dress on her and marry her off to the Ji family.

Besides, coming to see this little girl was a spur-of-the-moment decision; it just so happened that two things collided, and the person was someone Liu Hui had just contacted yesterday.

Impossible.

Absolutely impossible.

In an instant, countless thoughts surged through Feng Yuqing's mind.

But why, in the end!

The childishness on Ji Xiang's body had completely vanished; he stood before the tablet like a drawn sword, questioning the old Expert.

It was just that the video was empty for a moment; it took a full ten seconds before the old Expert climbed up, looking disheveled.

His gray hair, which had been neat as if ironed just a moment ago, was now messy, making him look exceptionally wretched.

"Boss, it's like this." The old Expert ignored the pain all over his body and explained cautiously.

Boss?

Boss!

Feng Yuqing's thoughts flashed like lightning.

It must be that female tyrannosaurus in Shanghai who developed some life-science-related medicine or equipment at her research institute!

Otherwise, why would the old Expert call Ji Xiang "Boss"?

She didn't understand; "Boss" is a respectful or playful term used by graduate students and doctoral students for teachers who hold research grants.

The old Expert on the other side of the video was completely bewildered and had subconsciously blurted out the word "Boss." He quickly gathered his thoughts and began to explain rigorously.

"The Patient's condition is quite clear; I suspect it is caused by an autoimmune disease."

The old Expert kept his head lowered; he didn't know what he had bumped his head against earlier, but a small cut had opened up, and fresh blood was quietly flowing out.

Yet he seemed not to notice, only keeping his head slightly bowed, not daring to even look at Ji Xiang, as he quickly reported his diagnostic basis and relevant theoretical logic to his "Boss."

"Is your household registration in Shanghai?" Ji Xiang waited for him to finish, then asked an irrelevant question in a tone overflowing with mockery.

"Uh... yes, Boss."

Sweat mixed with blood flowed down.

"That's good."

"Thank you for your trouble, Boss."

Listening to their bizarre conversation, Feng Yuqing felt for a moment that this was a nightmare, a nightmare from which she could not wake up.

"If you end up serving a long prison sentence in the future, you will usually be in a prison in the place of your household registration."

Ji Xiang said indifferently.

"Prisons in Shanghai have excellent traditions of Shanghai-style Jade Carving; this kind of craft is hard to settle down and learn in daily life, but it's quite good to learn in a closed environment."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Everyone was speechless.

Ji Xiang's words were truly vicious; he had dug up all the bamboo shoots on the mountain until there were none left for the next generation.

"In addition, there are techniques like Songjiang Gu Embroidery and Jiading Bamboo Carving. Many national and Shanghai-level master craftsmen have emerged from among those released from prison. So, having a Shanghai household registration is still a little useful; at the very least, it can provide you with a safety net."

"!!!"

The old Expert on the other side of the video didn't feel that anything was wrong at all.

In an instant, sweat poured down like rain, and his body began to tremble.

"Who is your teacher? Is this how they taught you!" Ji Xiang asked sternly.

The old Expert's lips moved, and just as he was about to say something, he became somewhat dazed.

"Boss, what is your diagnosis?" The old Expert gathered his focus with great effort and asked in a low voice.

"You just took the medical history, and the Patient stated there were no abnormalities before getting sick, but there was a history of travel to the pastoral areas of Inner Mongolia. Such an obvious thing, and you didn't even notice it!"

Ji Xiang's voice was not loud; he did not shout or roar at the video.

Yet, Feng Yuqing seemed to see the image of that ragged, poor boy from twenty-two years ago showing up alone and bringing several families in Jiangnan to their knees.

This is a dream, it must be a dream!

Feng Yuqing was somewhat agitated; in her daze, she felt that all of this must be a dream, and she needed to wake up!

She reached out and pinched the tender flesh on the inside of her left arm with her thumb and forefinger.

She twisted hard!

"Ouch..."

Feng Yuqing cried out in pain.

"Quiet, we are in a consultation." Ji Xiang turned his head and gave Feng Yuqing a deep look.

"Heh." Feng Yuqing hurriedly offered a fawning smile.

Although Ji Xiang looked somewhat mature for his age, it was nothing much; at most, he gave her the feeling that he was guaranteed to win.

Feng Yuqing thought to herself.

Yes, it was that feeling of being guaranteed to win. But that was all; there was nothing that could be called majesty.

What Feng Yuqing couldn't understand was why the old Expert on the other side of the video was so obedient and honest, not even daring to wipe away the sweat and blood covering his face.

【Gaze of the Superior Doctor】 is effective against doctors, but its effect on "ordinary people" like Feng Yuqing drops exponentially.

Therefore, Song Yuqing could not understand the pressure the old Expert was under at all.

"Travel history? Parasites?" the old Expert muttered.

"Immune Fluorescence shows C3 (3+), Lambda (2+), IgM (1+), C1q (+/-).

Immune complexes are visible in the paramesangial, mesangial, and subepithelial regions. These biopsy features are consistent with infection-associated membranoproliferative glomerulonephritis."

"I assume you made the diagnosis based on these tests."

"Yes, yes, yes, Boss." The old Expert nodded hurriedly.

"Yes, my foot! I'm asking you, whether it's the blood test or the Kidney biopsy, both point the Patient's etiology to an infection, but where is the infection site?" Ji Xiang was stern again.

Ji Xiang felt so awkward... the System NPC was really willing to scold people when he was young, and some of the things he said were truly vicious.

It seems this skill should really be used sparingly.

Next time, for sure!

"..."

Countless little stars twinkled in Feng Yuqing's eyes.

So damn cool!

Ji Xiang was just so damn cool!!

Standing here, he made the old Expert in Shanghai, thousands of miles away, not even dare to breathe loudly.

Moreover, he wasn't using anything else to pressure them; what Ji Xiang spoke were professional terms.

Showing off in someone else's area of expertise—simply perfect!

Her gaze toward Ji Xiang gradually softened, turning into a pool of stream water, rippling with blue waves.

Rippling and rippling.

For the next ten minutes, Ji Xiang explained the System NPC's line of reasoning to the old Expert.

It was well-reasoned and logically rigorous.

The old Expert nodded frequently, becoming more convinced as he listened, to the point where he looked like he wanted to kneel down to listen.

"Does your Cardiac Interventional Surgery get done by the Surgery Department or the Internal Medicine Department?" Ji Xiang asked at the end.

"It's done by the Internal Medicine Department."

Slap~~~

Ji Xiang slammed the table hard.

The old Expert jumped far back like a startled rabbit, as if that slap had landed on his own face.

"Useless!" Ji Xiang cursed; he didn't even know why "he" was so furious.

"Find the Surgery Department and the Internal Medicine Department to perform the Catheter Surgery, first remove the cardiac vegetation. Then, conduct pathogen screening on the tissue surrounding the catheter."

"There is a high probability it is Bartonella positive."

"Yes, yes, yes."

"Repeat what I just said."

The old Expert very obediently repeated what Ji Xiang had just said.

Ji Xiang was quite satisfied.

It was just a diagnostic process; the old Expert's level was extremely high, understanding everything with a single hint, unlike those young Doctors who didn't even know about Bartonella positive.

"That's fine, the Patient is going to Shanghai; you hurry up and complete the examinations to confirm the diagnosis. Once there is news, let me know."

Having said that, Ji Xiang hung up the video call.

The room was deathly silent.

(End of this chapter)