Mr. Wu was stunned, and the cigarette handed to him by the anesthesiologist...

He reached out and took the cigarette down, and saw that the filter was indeed rushing out, and he didn't notice it at all.

This is so fucking... Mr. Wu sighed deeply.

"Mr. Wu, then I'll ask you to take a few patients who need surgery." Ji Xiang was very happy to see Mr. Wu ask for it.

But no, I didn't say how happy I was.

Lucky value has been high since childhood, and Ji Xiang has long been used to all this. This is one of the basic logics of his world operation.

Moreover, Mr. Wu did not get experience points after undergoing the operation by himself, which made Ji Xiang a little depressed.

It's really difficult to teach people to do surgery. Mr. Wu's understanding is probably only 2-3 points, which is so low.

"Young man, smoke a cigarette." The anesthesiologist handed Ji Xiang a big cloud.

"Thank you, teacher, I won't." Ji Xiang smiled.

"Men, no one doesn't smoke."

Although the anesthesiologist said so, he didn't force himself to put away the cigarette and looked at Ji Xiang with a smile.

"Young man, you did a good job of surgery, it's interesting, where did you learn it?"

"I thought about it myself." Ji Xiang said.

"Tsk." The anesthesiologist laughed and cut, "Are you that awesome?"

"I learned from my uncle." Ji Xiang smiled slightly.

"Who is your uncle?" the anesthesiologist asked casually.

Ji Xiang didn't say anything and started changing his clothes.

"Young man, you really have no way to joke around. Let's just talk about it, don't talk about it when you communicate with the patient."

"Thank you, teacher." Ji Xiang knew that the anesthesiologist was saying good words and thanked him respectfully.

"What's your uncle doing?" The anesthesiologist asked casually without any seriousness.

"The year Yin Lak invaded Kuwait, my uncle proposed the concept of the metaverse. Later, when I was a child, my uncle hugged me and said these things."

"Hahaha!"

The anesthesiologist thought Ji Xiang was joking and laughed loudly. He thought that the child was talking nonsense and had no traction at all.

Mr. Wu was groggy. He couldn't accept it but reluctantly allowed himself to accept the truth that a small-court trainee was better than him.

As for what Ji Xiang talked to the anesthesiologist, he didn't care at all.

I changed my clothes and stepped down from the stage, transferred to the ward, and took a look at the patient after the operation.

The patient was in a stable condition, so Mr. Wu hurried to the emergency department.

He had seen Ji Xiang's surgery and was planning to collect a few similar patients for laser gravel. If Ji Xiang was really outstanding, it would be fine to learn by himself.

Is the one who is capable of respect?

Ji Xiang did not leave with Mr. Wu. He belonged to the young doctor under Professor Mo's medical team and needed to write a medical record.

Professor Mo and Colonel Wang will go out to the clinic to receive patients tomorrow and go to private hospitals to cut bags on weekends. For most people, life is like flowing water, and every day is a template.

There were not many medical records in the group, and Ji Xiang laid a solid foundation. The medical records were written like demonstration cases. Colonel Wang pretended to teach Ji Xiang to write medical records. After a few glances, he completely gave up this idea.

Ji Xiang is different from ordinary students. He writes a medical record that is so good that he can take it out for doctors of all subjects to study.

Colonel Wang didn't know whether the internal medicine doctor could see the problem, but he knew that he couldn't find any problem.

Time flies. At 3:30 pm, Mr. Wu and a man wearing eyes and looking at the thin ones walked in.

"The situation is a bit wrong, and there is too much gravel outside the body." Mr. Wu said to the man with a report sheet in his hand.

"Oh." The man in glasses sighed, "I said I had come to the Grade A hospital early in the morning, but the child was stubborn and had no choice."

"This is the situation now..." Mr. Wu sighed deeply with the test form.

The man in glasses was startled by Mr. Wu's expression. He asked nervously, "Doctor, don't make a fuss..."

"Ultrasound shows: mild hydrocele in the left kidney, perirenal effusion (mild), upper section of the left ureter expands, and unclear display of the lower section."

“It’s light, you see enhanced CT.”

As he said that, Mr. Wu "brushed" the film and inserted it into the viewer.

"here."

His hand was lit on the film, and the sound of the winter sounded.

"There is extravasation of the contrast agent. Simply put, it means that the ureter is broken and the urine leaks out."

The man with glasses' face became paler.

"Now consider the patient's diagnosis of rupture of gravel at the ureteral junction of the renal pelvis, contrast agent extravasation, stones in the lower ureteral segment, and stone diameter of about 11 mm."

"What should I do?" The man with glasses was frightened and was frightened.

"You can be hospitalized, there is no good idea." Mr. Wu said, "After improving the relevant examination, you will have an emergency surgery tomorrow. After the postoperative anti-inflammatory period, it should be cured."

"Okay, OK." The man in his eyes kept bowing and thanking.

"If you go to the hospitalization procedures, you will pay 20,000 yuan first, which is not enough."

When he heard that the hospitalization fee was 20,000 yuan, the man with glasses instantly turned into bitter gourd.

"The disease can no longer be delayed." Mr. Wu said firmly, "The abdominal infection is not very serious now. If you delay for another three days, you may have to lie in. It is not certain whether you can live."

After sending the man in glasses away, Mr. Wu walked to Professor Mo and asked, "Professor Mo, will you have surgery tomorrow?"

"I'll go out of the clinic tomorrow." Professor Mo said, "Mr. Wu, do you have something to do?"

"I want to bring Dr. Xiaoji to the stage."

Professor Mo glanced at Mr. Wu deeply and nodded.

After seeing Mr. Wu "take" Ji Xiang for surgery, Mo Chenggu probably understood Mr. Wu's thoughts.

"What patient?" Colonel Wang asked curiously.

"The student from the engineering college next door, the left ureteral stone was going to the hospital for external gravel..."

As he said that, Mr. Wu paused for a moment and said helplessly, "The district hospital doesn't know what to do. He made gravel for the patient seven times within a few days."

“…”

Colonel Wang frowned.

"Isn't this a nonsense?" Colonel Wang scolded, "I don't know the indications of gravel at all?"

"I guess the kidneys are damaged, at least the ureter is broken." Mr. Wu said, "I don't think there is any problem with laser gravel."

When Ji Xiang heard Mr. Wu say this, he suddenly remembered something.

In the system space, the system NPC seems to have not told him about external ultrasonic gravel.

Teach yourself laser gravel when you come up.

Let’s talk about it when you get home and go to the system space to ask.

Ji Xiang finished all the miscellaneous work of Mo Chengliang Medical Team, changed his clothes and prepared to get off work.

Mr. Wu is really understanding. It seems that the task is still possible to be completed. Although his understanding is a little lower, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

As soon as he walked out of the ward, Ji Xiang saw a man in glasses walking over with a young boy.

"I'm not hospitalized!" The young boy looked stubborn, bent over, and sweaty on his temples.

Ji Xiang has personally experienced the pain of urinary stones. If he were to see a doctor, he would definitely seek medical treatment as soon as possible and would not delay a minute.

I really can't stand the pain like shock.

But the little boy was still stubborn and persisted. Ji Xiang sighed and didn't understand the little boy's brain circuit at all.

After passing by the two, Ji Xiang took a closer look at the little boy, which was very ordinary.

I guess he was afraid of surgery and asked Mr. Wu for psychological counseling.

Although urinary stones belong to the emergency department, if possible, the preoperative examination should be improved to avoid any accidents.

The operation was performed tomorrow morning, and Ji Xiang was not in a hurry, and he had no idea to help Mr. Wu work, so he rode his bike home.

"Dad, I'm back." Ji Xiang shouted after entering the house.

"Wash your hands and eat."

The old man was wearing an apron and seemed to have just cooked the meal.

"How about you in the hospital today?" Ji Xiang's father asked.

"It's okay." Ji Xiang smiled, "Why are you going to work? You just do the same job every day."

“Don’t you feel bored?”

"How could it be?" Ji Xiang said, "Will you feel bored when you look at the 1-minute K-line?"
To be continued...