"If you have money, you can really do whatever you want." Ji Xiang said with emotion.

Normally Ji Yongchang rarely talks to Ji Xiang about this matter, and Ji Xiang doesn't know much about it. But one day, it was shocking.

“The soybean giants cut off farmers for spot goods, speculators for futures, and pig factory owners for pork.

After making a lot of money, there is still a warehouse full of pork left, so I can go to the pork market again."

"This is about what happened. On the last night, I sat with my child on the rooftop for several hours, drank two bottles of wine, and saw him jump with my own eyes."

"Dad, why didn't you stop me?" Ji Xiang asked in surprise.

"The child's mentality is broken. It's not about money." Ji Yongchang gave Ji Xiang a deep look.

"Dad, my mentality will not break down."

Ji Xiang vaguely knew the meaning of his old man telling this story, so he said firmly.

"In your medical field, the top doctors, I mean the top doctors, will definitely be extremely stupid if you look at the various operations performed by the other doctors below."

"It's like I'm watching a kid's operations. He doesn't know the power of the international giants at all. He only knows how to look at the data, so he was directly forced to liquidate his position. He suffered heavy losses and his mentality was unbalanced."

"In the past, he thought that he was gifted and had never faced the truly cruel world. So if something happened, he would not be able to accept it."

"Top doctor." Ji Yongchang pointed at himself, "The vision and vision are different, because he knows how powerful the invisible power is. But that talented young man does not have enough vision, but he blindly believes in himself."

"The Mr. Wu you mentioned falls within the scope of insufficient technical ability, but how many top doctors are there like me in Financial Street? There are only a handful of them."

Ji Yongchang said calmly.

Ji Xiang suddenly remembered the system NPC. He had long been accustomed to the old man's way of speaking. This way was exactly the same as the system NPC's Versailles.

Maybe they simply stated a fact, but to themselves it sounded like they were showing off.

"How many patients are there? It's almost unlimited. Top doctors would be exhausted and they wouldn't be able to see so many patients."

"So?" Ji Xiang asked.

"So, I think there is nothing wrong with Dr. Wu's approach." Ji Yongchang said in a positive tone, "Whatever level the technical level is, of course what you think about is what you should think about at that level. From a certain point of view, this is butt

The brain decides.”

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"But doctors want to treat illnesses and save lives."

"Haha." Ji Yongchang smiled, "Be more transparent."

"Um?"

"Decades ago, when I was a child, an old man who was very kind to me in my hometown became paralyzed. He went to the hospital for treatment, but died soon after. I later thought that the cerebral hemorrhage should be treated as a cerebral infarction."

"..."

"But the technical conditions at that time were like that, what could be done?"

"..."

Ji Xiang was speechless.

"If you are strong, you can help the world; if you are poor, you can be alone." Ji Yongchang ended the conversation, stood up and glanced at Ji Xiang, "That's about it. Don't get entangled, just be more transparent."

Ji Xiang thought carefully and finally nodded.

He understood what the story his old man told him was trying to tell him.

So what should I do?

Ji Xiang returned to the room and thought for a long time. Because of his lack of clinical experience, he could only take one step at a time.

After calming down, Ji Xiang went to the system operating room to start new surgical training.

The system NPC did not talk much with Ji Xiang, but assisted Ji Xiang in the operation and pointed out the problems in Ji Xiang's operation.

…

…

Early the next morning, Ji Xiang came to the hospital.

He arrived 20 minutes early, changed clothes, and went to the ward for rounds to get the patient's information.

Especially for patients who were undergoing total resection of D-carcinoma, Ji Xiang pretended not to care, but carefully observed his emotional changes.

After only one night, the patient seemed to have no change, but Ji Xiang always felt that his mood was even lower, as if there was a dark cloud hanging over his head, and it was raining continuously.

The patient became damp and depressed, sitting listlessly on the bed, and no one wanted to talk to him.

After the shift, Ji Xiang followed Colonel Wang for surgery.

"Dr. Xiao Ji, here we come." Tang Yan greeted Ji Xiang after entering the operating room.

"Well, it's you again." Ji Xiang said.

Tang Yan has undergone many urological surgeries recently. Ji Xiang just felt that he had seen this girl too many times and said casually.

"Why, you still want to choose your own equipment and nurses? It's getting more and more crazy!" Tang Yan asked.

Ji Xiang did not quarrel with Tang Yan. Generally speaking, Ji Xiang, like his father, didn't like to talk too much.

"Dr. Xiaoji, everyone said you were going to stay in Shanghai, why are you back?" the traveling nurse asked.

"That's nonsense. I'm a trained doctor. How could I stay in Shanghai?" Ji Xiang began to check the patient's information, from medical records to films.

"You learn so fast. Your obsessive-compulsive style is so similar to your Director Liu's. I just need to go to a mental hospital." Tang Yan said while preparing the surgical bag, "This is the first time I saw Director Liu on stage.

I’m really not used to it.”

"Who can get used to his obsessive-compulsive disorder?" said the traveling nurse, "Dr. Xiaoji, you are still young, so you should learn more."

Ji Xiang doesn't think there's anything wrong with Director Liu's habits. It's good to check more often and make more mistakes to avoid serious incidents of making mistakes.

"Director of Urology, the old guys who lead the team and professors are hopeless, you are still young." The circulating nurse said while preparing things, "Xiasan Road, no matter what, you can find your Department of Urology, just say

Come on, learn what good things you can learn from it.”

"What's going on, sister?" Tang Yan asked.

"I was on duty a few days ago, and anorectal and gastrointestinal emergencies were called, but it turned out that the urology department was to blame."

"Don't talk nonsense." Colonel Wang walked in and said with a smile, "That patient stuffed a dumbbell into his rectum. What does that have to do with us?"

"Dumbbells? How big are they?" Tang Yan asked in astonishment.

"Five kilograms," said the traveling nurse. "The rectum was punctured and bleeding profusely. Colonel Wang also said that it has nothing to do with you. You are a bunch of crooked people."

"Every chrysanthemum can be as beautiful as a mountain flower." said Colonel Wang, "This is really the scope of anorectal and gastrointestinal treatment..."

"Wouldn't it be over if you pick out a few more prostates? That patient tormented me all night and went to the blood bank four times to get blood. He was exhausted."

Tang Yan wanted to know what was going on, and she asked in surprise, "No, no, no, dumbbells, are they the kind with big ends and a thin middle?"

"yes."

"How did you stuff it in?" Tang Yan thought for a while without even thinking about it.

"Who knows, they have a lot of ideas. But don't ask, you will just accidentally sit on it." Colonel Wang laughed, "A few years ago, there was a patient in Europe who said that old artillery shells from World War II were also taken out from the rectum.
Chapter completed!