Chapter 87: Letting You Become the Head Nurse After Three Years

"These three questions are indeed problematic." Wei Laotaitai discussed it with Ji Xiang for a moment, then handed the test paper to the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital. "Go ask who wrote these questions; see if the question bank is wrong."

The Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital held the test paper, trembling; she didn't even dare to glance at Ji Xiang as she hurried out of the examination hall.

She was like a wild rabbit that had heard a gunshot, running with such speed, as if fleeing.

Click~

Her high heel snapped instantly because she was walking too fast.

But the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital ignored the pain of her sprained ankle, clutching her high heel as she limped away quickly.

She didn't want to stay in the examination hall for even a second.

Heaven knows why her legs went weak and her heart started pounding just from being glanced at by that male nurse.

What the hell!

"Young man." The Old Man smiled. "Your basic theory is quite solid, but how is your clinical practice?"

"It's alright," Ji Xiang answered calmly.

It seemed the Old Man's rank was very high; when he activated his skill, it had no effect on her.

"Perform well in the operation later; I have high hopes for you."

After saying this, the Old Man stared at Ji Xiang. "It's just that your temper is a bit big. Although you were in the right, it's better to keep a low profile. When you're young, being arrogant and domineering doesn't matter much, but in a few years, you'll be fine once you hit a few snags."

"Understood, Teacher." Ji Xiang bowed and answered gently.

Wei Laotaitai watched Ji Xiang silently and nodded. "Go take a rest."

Ji Xiang left, and the atmosphere in the examination hall finally relaxed.

"Wei Lao, the young man doesn't know the rules; please don't mind him." The people from the First Affiliated Hospital tried to explain.

"Rules? What kind of rules are these when even the questions are written incorrectly?" The Old Man laughed and scolded. "This child is good; I'll watch his operation later."

No one expected that the young man who handed in his paper early would actually "find a blessing in disguise" and gain the Old Man's favor.

Especially Tang Yan; she didn't even have the heart to answer the questions. Her mind was filled with only one thought—Ji Xiang was just too strong.

In the operating room, he could lecture the Urology Department Resident Chief like a grandson, and after being press-ganged into taking an exam, he could actually scold the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital like a dog.

Compared to Ji Xiang, the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital was like a shrew.

No need to compare with Ji Xiang; basically all Directors of Nursing Department were shrews.

It was just that this was a bit too strong. Tang Yan bit her carbon pen and frowned, her long eyelashes fluttering as she watched Ji Xiang leave.

Answering questions?

Nothing was as interesting as Ji Xiang.

"Wei Lao, the questions were indeed problematic."

Ten-plus minutes later, the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital returned, saying with a face full of shame.

"I told you so," Wei Laotaitai said with a smile. "Look at you all, not careful at all."

The Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital kept her head down, cursing internally.

After Ji Xiang left, the oppressive atmosphere in the examination hall was gone. The Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital returned to normal, but although she was cursing, she felt bewildered inside.

"When I was young, it was Three Checks Five Verifications, later it changed to Three Checks Seven Verifications, and now it's Three Checks Eight Verifications." The Old Man said indifferently. "Clinical practice is like this, and exams should be too. To have even a question be wrong, you people."

After finishing, Wei Lao shook her head.

"Wei Lao, I'm sorry, I will definitely pay attention in the future," the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital said full of apologies.

"That young man is good." When Wei Lao mentioned Ji Xiang, especially after confirming the questions were wrong, every wrinkle on her face carried a smile. "When is the skills exam?"

"Immediately, immediately."

"I'll see his level."

The Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital could feel that the Old Man was very interested in that young man, and a fire of jealousy burned fiercely in her heart.

Handing in her paper, Tang Yan found Ji Xiang with the fastest speed possible.

"You..."

"What about me?"

"How did you do it?" Tang Yan stared fixedly at Ji Xiang with her big eyes; she was becoming more and more curious about this young man.

"It was a very simple question; it would be strange if I couldn't answer it."

"No, I mean why is it that in front of you, whether it's Wu Zong or the First Hospital's Director of Nursing Department, they all feel so strange?"

"There is a clinical psychologist in Toronto, Canada, named Jordan Peterson. Do you know him?"

Tang Yan shook her head.

"He has a rather famous theory—it says that lobsters will wave their open claws around like boxers, mirroring their opponents, moving back and forth, left and right.

At the same time, they use the nozzles under their eyes to spray liquid at their opponents. The chemicals in this liquid tell the opponent their body size, sex, health status, and emotional state.

A defeated lobster, no matter how brave it was before, will lose its fighting spirit afterward, and won't even want to fight its former defeated opponent again. Failure leaves it with no confidence, and this state lasts for several days."

Tang Yan frowned, feeling that something was not quite right.

"The defeated lobster will even restructure its brain to adapt to the mindset of the loser."

"That Director of Nursing Department just now was PUA-ing you; you should have just pushed back against her. If you never push back, she will adapt more and more to this mindset, and her PUA toward you will become heavier and heavier."

"I'm very stupid and haven't read much; don't lie to me," Tang Yan said.

"Hahaha, you caught on." Ji Xiang laughed. "Jordan Peterson is a master of chicken soup; don't believe his words."

"Hey, why are you never serious when you talk?" Tang Yan was unhappy. "I'm asking you, why do Wu Zong and the First Hospital's Director of Nursing Department seem so off when they see you?"

"Because I'm strong," Ji Xiang said seriously.

"Being moderately strong attracts the opposite sex; be careful that being overly strong attracts the same sex."

"You know too much; be careful or I'll kill you to silence you." Ji Xiang pretended to threaten her fiercely.

"It's really strange." Tang Yan treated Ji Xiang's words like a fart and didn't care at all, frowning as she looked at Ji Xiang, as if a flower had grown on his face.

"Stop saying these useless things. What are you being tested on for the practical exam? Demonstrate it for me."

"You don't know how?"

"Of course I don't!" Ji Xiang shrugged, "I'm not a Nurse. Every time I see the Head Nurse training the nurses, I feel so awkward."

"Exactly, it's sick." Tang Yan started to grumble, "You have to pay attention to your posture, keep your hands in front of you, and do this and that."

As she spoke, she performed a standard pose.

"Hmm, good figure," Ji Xiang praised.

"But I don't know what posture a male nurse is supposed to take." Tang Yan pondered carefully, but had no relevant memory.

"I can't even look at it. If I were made to do a similar pose, I'd rather offend Bai Chuzhang," Ji Xiang said. "No, I can't even think about it. The sense of immersion is too strong; I'm already cramping."

"Already 'cramping,' that fast?" Tang Yan asked with a smile.

"How are you even better at making dirty jokes than the guys?" Ji Xiang said with disdain. "Is your phone's input method all yellow?"

"Hahaha, I find it so funny just thinking about you being all effeminate after getting on stage." Tang Yan didn't care at all and laughed, "I'm really looking forward to it."

"There's nothing to look forward to." Ji Xiang's mind was filled with that flight attendant-like posture of Tang Yan's.

Recalling when he sat on a plane, the male flight attendants didn't seem to need to do any specific poses. Ji Xiang made up his mind that he must not strike such a shameful pose and make people laugh.

After dragging Tang Yan through a standard operation, Ji Xiang didn't even need to go to the System Operating Room; after recalling it once, he felt confident.

After all, Ji Xiang's Comprehension was super high; this little matter couldn't stump him.

Soon, others handed in their work one after another, and the expression on everyone's face when they saw Ji Xiang was a bit strange.

A Nurse.

A male Nurse.

A male Nurse who dared to talk back to the Director of Nursing Department.

Tsk tsk!

During the short break, Ji Xiang reviewed the operation once, then hurried to the practical exam room with Tang Yan.

A treatment cart, with Saline and medicine placed on it. Tang Yan had just performed it without the actual objects; Ji Xiang watched quietly, reconstructing it over and over again in his mind.

Other nurses began their operations, and Ji Xiang had a few more opportunities to observe.

"Ji Xiang." When the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital read this temporarily added name, she felt a wave of annoyance in her heart.

She habitually wanted to use a stern expression to look down from a high position and intimidate this young man.

But when she saw Ji Xiang, her heart fluttered, and her composure was completely shattered.

Sheepishly lowering her head, the Director of Nursing Department of the First Affiliated Hospital tried hard to suppress her strange emotions.

Why was it like this?

She had no idea.

It was just that she hadn't had this feeling for many years; she felt as if she had returned to her girlhood, back to that innocent, beautiful age.

"Ji Xiang, you may begin." The Old Man sat in the center and said indifferently.

"Greetings, teachers and judges." Ji Xiang mimicked the opening lines of the other nurses, and after finishing, he began the operation.

"Attire is neat."

"Check supplies—Infusion Set, Indwelling Needle, transparent dressing..."

Although Ji Xiang was not a nurse, every step he took was standard and proper, poised and graceful.

Among the sea of flowers, he was the only green leaf, making every step of the operation appear both standard and orderly, yet filled with masculine vigor.

The Old Man nodded frequently.

"Check the prepared medicine, disinfect, and prepare the Infusion Set."

Ji Xiang provided an explanation for every step.

"Connect the Indwelling Needle to the Infusion Set to purge air for use, expose the patient's puncture site, apply a tourniquet ten centimeters above the puncture point, disinfect the skin in a spiral motion centered on the puncture point over an 8x8 cm area, tear open the sterile transparent dressing, remove the needle cap, and adjust the bevel of the needle."

The Indwelling Needle was inserted into the simulated blood vessel very smoothly; Ji Xiang's operation was perfect.

"Operation complete, thank you, teachers and judges."

Ji Xiang finished the operation, bowed, and turned to leave.

"Wait!"

The Old Man called out to stop Ji Xiang.

"Which hospital are you from?"

"The Second Affiliated Hospital," Ji Xiang replied.

"Oh, your Director of Nursing Department is surnamed Yuan, right?" The Old Man said. "Do you want to go to the Imperial Capital?"

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The competition venue had originally had a little bit of whispering and noise, but as soon as the Old Man opened his mouth to ask Ji Xiang, everyone immediately went quiet.

They looked at Ji Xiang in astonishment, and countless flames burned fiercely, wanting to completely swallow Ji Xiang up.

To be favored by the Old Man and directly invited, asked if he was willing to go to the Imperial Capital!

What a great opportunity this was!

"Our hospital's ICU is preparing to promote a young and strong male Head Nurse," the Old Man smiled. "Your theoretical foundation is solid, your operation is rigorous, and you have the bearing of a great general."

Hearing the Old Man's evaluation of Ji Xiang, the crowd was dumbfounded.

"I think highly of you."

"Come with me, for three years."

The Old Man held up three fingers.

"Three years from now, I will recommend you to be the Head Nurse of the Intensive Care Unit."

"!!!"

(End of chapter)