Chapter 9: How Many Years of Practice Did It Take to Get That Hand Speed?

"Mo, look at you two." The Nurse listened to Ji Xiang and the Patient "talking dirty" and said with disdain.

"What does that have to do with me?"

"Don't you know that proximity to ink makes you black?" the Nurse laughed. "You learned these messy things so quickly. If you ask me, you Urology Department people are just a big dye vat; no matter how good a kid is, they get corrupted once they come here."

Ji Xiang smiled and did not explain.

Yesterday, when he heard Wang Daxiao say this to the Patient lying on the operating table, he had thought the same as the Nurse.

But after having the experience of becoming a patient himself, Ji Xiang knew the purpose of these words.

When hearing these seemingly improper words, the Patient's heart would calm down just a little bit.

Even if the effect of saying a whole lot of things was only a tiny bit, Ji Xiang was willing to do it.

This kind of thing is hard to understand without experiencing it firsthand.

Sure enough, the Patient's mood quickly calmed down a bit because of Ji Xiang's "joke."

Ji Xiang patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, the surgery will be quick. It will be a bit uncomfortable when the Anesthesia is injected, but it's bearable."

"Doctor, it won't hurt, right?"

"It will be just a tiny bit." Ji Xiang squinted his eyes, a warm smile flowing out from between his mask and cap, and he raised his hand to gesture with his right index finger and thumb, "Just this tiny bit of pain. But to be precise, it's not pain, but a bloated, uncomfortable feeling. Don't worry, Mo Jiaoshou is very skilled."

The Patient nodded vigorously and closed his eyes.

Although Ji Xiang tried hard to comfort him with words and the tension was slightly relieved, it was impossible to not be nervous at all.

Disinfection, placement of sterile drapes.

Ji Xiang stood in the assistant's position, reached out to lift, and exposed the surgical area.

Mo Jiaoshou, Mo Chenggui, held the Syringe in his hand, thinking of the things Wang Daxiao told him about Ji Xiang assisting in surgery, and his heart stirred.

He didn't speak, but instead handed the Syringe in his hand to Ji Xiang, then immediately reached out to hold and expose the area for Local Anesthesia.

Mo Jiaoshou focused his attention on watching Ji Xiang's movements.

Although it was only Local Anesthesia, if Ji Xiang performed poorly, he would terminate it at any time; there absolutely could not be any mistakes.

The Nurse, who had just finished organizing the surgical instruments and was about to leave, saw this scene and said somewhat unhappily, "Mo, 12 circumcisions today. If you delay lunch, be prepared to treat us to a big meal."

If it were an ordinary Standardized Training Student, facing such a generous professor and being hit by a pie from the sky, they would be cautious, cautious, and even more cautious while being overjoyed.

But Ji Xiang was a man hit by the System.

In the System Space, after experiencing Empathy, Ji Xiang consulted the System NPC on the key points of Local Infiltration Anesthesia for Circumcision and conducted targeted training.

9 points of Endurance Value, enough stamina to run several full marathons, were completely exhausted, and Ji Xiang's technical level soared.

Now he was already an LV4 Doctor in this procedure, and with the System bonus, hand speed +3, error rate reduced by 20%.

Not only that, the needle he received in his head during the process of Empathy almost scared Ji Xiang's soul out of his body.

Putting himself in another's shoes, Ji Xiang did not want to suffer, so naturally, he did not want the Patient to suffer this either.

Although it was just a "small" Local Infiltration Anesthesia, if studied deeply, the tricks inside were actually not simple.

Fortunately, the System NPC had detailed solutions, and Ji Xiang had already mastered them all during the time provided by the Newbie Gift Pack.

Taking the Syringe handed over by Mo Jiaoshou, the Syringe had already been fitted with a 5ml needle, and Ji Xiang pressed the angle between the Syringe and the skin extremely low.

The sharp, keen Syringe penetrated the skin.

Mo Jiaoshou's brows twitched.

This kid is not simple! Mo Jiaoshou didn't say anything, but he was surprised in his heart.

He also walked from a novice to his current height and had seen many novice doctors perform Anesthesia; inserting the needle straight in and out was the most common method.

But only after doing it a lot would one discover the mystery in the angle of needle insertion.

To make the anesthetic drug infiltrate and permeate as large an area as possible, the skin wheals raised by the anesthetic drug injected under the skin all had their own logic.

It was just that depending on the Patient, there were big differences in the details, and since it was a "small" surgery under Local Anesthesia, no one studied it carefully.

Everything depended on the accumulation of Clinical experience, and as for what level one could learn to, it relied more on individual talent.

Mo Jiaoshou was considered quite talented. Although he was not the "Circumcision Prince" of the Provincial Hospital, he was still one of the top figures in this field.

However!

He saw Ji Xiang's technique, and his pupils gradually shrank, as if a small artery in the pons had ruptured and bled, compressing the central nervous system.

Yesterday, Mo Chenggui did not approve after hearing Wang Daxiao's praise for the new Standardized Training Student, but now... he still did not approve.

Wang Daxiao's judgment was truly poor!

Could this be just "good"?

Not to mention the surgery, just this Anesthesia, Ji Xiang did it damn well!

His description of Ji Xiang couldn't even catch up to Ji Xiang's technique.

Although it was just the simplest superficial needle infiltration anesthesia, the simpler the operation, the more it could demonstrate a doctor's skill level.

Even Mo Chenggui, whose technical level was among the best in the Provincial Hospital's Urology Department, could not fully understand Ji Xiang's operation. Mo Chenggui could only just barely see a tiny clue in some places that looked casual but had specific intentions.

But as for why Ji Xiang did it this way, Mo Chenggui understood some parts, but he did not fully understand most of the movements.

The man fell silent after seeing it.

In less than a minute, the anesthetic drug took effect, and Ji Xiang, keeping the mindset of an assistant, stood to the side waiting for Mo Chenggui to perform the surgery.

Although the System had arranged a Long-term Main Quest, Ji Xiang knew the rules and knew when to advance or retreat; he would do it when it was his turn, and when the teacher didn't let him do it, he would just wait quietly.

But Mo Chenggui turned around, stood back-to-back with Ji Xiang, and changed positions.

"You do it," Mo Jiaoshou said in a low voice.

The Nurse's eyes rolled up like marbles, and she stomped out, slamming the door.

Ji Xiang didn't stand on ceremony either; he picked up the Scalpel and began the surgery.

……

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"Mo is simply too much, Head Nurse!" the nurse complained to the Head Nurse as soon as she stepped out.

"What's wrong? Even though there are a few more skin cysts today, Mo's surgery speed is very fast; it won't delay you from picking up your child," the Head Nurse said with a smile.

"He... damn it, he's letting a Standardized Training Student perform the surgery!"

"Oh." The Head Nurse was unfazed and said calmly, "Logically speaking, it is appropriate to let a Standardized Training Student have clinical practice. If you don't let them, and I don't let them, why else would they come for Standardized Residency Training?"

Hearing her Head Nurse start preaching, the nurse's distress deepened.

Everyone can preach, but she had never seen a Doctor who truly followed logic and wholeheartedly trained a Standardized Training Student.

This had nothing to do with being stingy with one's techniques; that was a higher-level matter.

Standardized Training Students rotate every three months; once they are trained, they leave. They can't help with work, and it takes time and effort—why bother?

To put it bluntly, under the current rules, Standardized Training Students are all wolf cubs that can never be tamed.

The point is that Mo Chenggui was doing the surgery slowly, delaying her from picking up her child at noon!

The nurse cursed viciously in her heart, wishing ill upon Mo Jiaoshou's ancestors.

"Be content," the Head Nurse advised leisurely. "We nurses are like stepchildren; the work we do doesn't even count as being a donkey, and no one treats us like people. Whatever Mo wants to do, we can only grumble a bit. If you really cause a scene, will he listen to you?"

"Being able to switch to the Outpatient Department for day shifts is already very good. In your next life, if you study medicine again, remember to drink a little less Meng Po soup, and remember never to be a nurse."

The Head Nurse's tone shifted abruptly, causing a flood of grievances to well up in the nurse.

"The Nurses' Station can't have nurses, bedside tables can't have items, bed sheets can't have wrinkles, empty beds can't be occupied, sockets can't have chargers plugged in, trash cans can't have trash..."

"Head Nurse, you tell me, is this something a human would do? It's one thing for the Patient to give us a hard time, but the Nursing Department is also damn..."

The Head Nurse glared sternly at the nurse.

Just as she was about to lecture her to avoid being overheard badmouthing the Nursing Department, she suddenly heard Mo Chenggui's voice coming from the Operating Room.

"Bring the Patient in, where are they!"

"Mo is even letting a Standardized Training Student do an Outpatient Surgery; they are all more unreliable than the last."

The nurse hadn't reacted yet and continued to grumble, immersed in her own world of grievance.

"Letting a Standardized Training Student do it? So fast?" The Head Nurse was stunned and asked back.

"Uh... yeah, how did the surgery get done so fast!" The nurse was startled.

She had only stepped out of the Outpatient Surgery Room to chat with the Head Nurse for a moment, and the surgery was already finished? Was it really done by the Standardized Training Student?

Impossible!

A Standardized Training Student couldn't possibly have such fast hand speed. Not only could a Standardized Training Student not do it, but even if Mo Chenggui did it himself, the speed couldn't be this fast.

How many years of "Qilin Arm" training would it take to be this fast?

The Head Nurse pushed the door open and saw the surgical area covered with Oil Gauze and Gauze in a Pressure Bandage; the bandaging technique was very clever.

Although it was just Gauze bandaging, it gave one a pleasing feeling.

"It's really finished, Mo, you're amazing!" the Head Nurse praised with ulterior motives.

Mo Chenggui's pupils shrank a bit more, the black almost merging together, as if he were performing the White Pupil Art.

Ji Xiang lowered his head. Although he vaguely felt something was wrong, he didn't want to deal with this office culture at all and focused on escorting the Patient.

There were still many things to explain to the Patient; Ji Xiang had already prepared a plan after experiencing it himself as a Patient.

After lifting the Patient onto the cart, Ji Xiang walked out while explaining the post-operative precautions to the Patient.

Watching Ji Xiang's back, Mo Chenggui was as silent as a stone.

"Mo, wake up," the Head Nurse laughed. "What's wrong?"

"Sigh, I didn't perform the surgery." Seeing the Patient leave, Mo Chenggui ignored the Outpatient Surgery Room Head Nurse's little schemes and said bluntly.

At the same time, Mo Chenggui's pupils began to return to normal, flashing with a dazzling light.

"Was it really done by that Standardized Training Student? Mo, don't joke. With this speed, I'd suspect you were kicked out of bed by some girl last night and held it in all night, and that's why your hand speed exploded."

"..." Mo Chenggui was silent.

"Hey, Mo, don't be unable to take a joke; a grown man shouldn't be so humorless." The Head Nurse felt Mo Jiaoshou was a bit strange today and stopped immediately. "Whose kid is that? The surgery... couldn't have been done by him. Is your surgical level suddenly skyrocketing in middle age? Awesome."

"It was indeed done by him," Mo Chenggui affirmed. "If you don't believe me, follow along and watch the next surgery."

The second Patient was led in. The Head Nurse didn't leave either; she and the on-duty Nurse quickly cleaned up and began the second surgery.

However, after everything was prepared and Mo Chenggui was ready to disinfect, Ji Xiang still hadn't come in.

"I don't know how well this kid performs surgery, but his ability to slack off is truly great. How is he like a professor from the Imperial Capital coming for a Flying Knife? Could it be he's waiting for you to finish disinfecting before he comes in?"

(End of chapter)