Passersby A, B, C, and D

Chapter 17 Passersby A, B, C, and D

"A private hospital, huh?" Ji Xiang pondered.

"No one can support doctors, so we encourage multi-site practice, which is legal and compliant... Let's not talk about that for now." Professor Mo looked at Ji Xiang with a smile, as if he were looking at his son-in-law, his eyes overflowing with joy.

"How many surgeries have you performed using suture devices? Normally, no matter how capable you are during your internship, your supervising professor would only let you perform one or two at most."

Professor Mo spoke in a somewhat strange tone.

Being able to perform surgery during an internship is an achievement that many people haven't been able to attain, not to mention that Ji Xiang's understanding of what he can do is probably different from others'.

"I've done some and seen a lot, so I don't think it's that difficult," Ji Xiang said vaguely.

"I'll show you how to build one today," Professor Mo said, rubbing his hands together eagerly.

Ji Xiang was somewhat puzzled by Professor Mo and Colonel Wang's attitude towards him. After all, he was young and not very shrewd. Professor Mo noticed him frowning and pondering.

Professor Mo laughed heartily, "Dr. Ji, let me tell you a joke."

Ji Xiang listened intently.

He doesn't have paranoia; rather, he feels that the attitudes of Colonel Wang and Professor Mo towards him are genuinely wrong.

I am just a reserve training student, and my family has not done any preparation for me in this regard, so there is no reason why they would choose me at first glance.

Is it simply because the surgery was done well?

Although Ji Xiang knew that he had received systematic surgical training and his skill level... well, it wasn't very high, but it was definitely not low.

But there is no love without a reason in this world.

"A nurse in our department wanted to take her mother to see a doctor for an eye condition, such as cataracts. She had already contacted the head of ophthalmology, but her mother said that our hospital's level of expertise was not high, so they decided to go to Elizabeth Eye Hospital."

The word "Elizabeth" has become a trademark, a synonym for a certain large private hospital, and it's impossible for Ji Xiang not to know it.

The overwhelming amount of GG has already subtly brainwashed everyone.

"Our nurses tried to persuade her for a long time, but it was no use. In the end, they accompanied her mother to Elizabeth Hospital for an eye exam, and the doctor on duty was the head of ophthalmology at the Second Affiliated Hospital."

"A specialist appointment at the Second Affiliated Hospital costs 25 yuan, hahaha." Professor Mo laughed heartily as he mentioned this. "Over there, a specialist appointment costs 600 yuan. Tell me about that."

Ji Xiang scratched his head.

"I won't go into too much detail with you. You're still young. Once you enter society and see more of the world, you'll understand what's going on," Professor Mo said. "Colonel Wang and I are performing surgery at a private hospital, and we need a young and strong assistant."

Ji Xiang understood.

If that's the case... he glanced at the system panel in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

This seems like a good place to farm surgery points, if you really have a lot of surgeries to perform.

That being said, if the amount of surgery is small, it seems unnecessary to find a "strong and robust" assistant.

Professor Mo put it very bluntly: he was just there to be treated like a slave, and at most he would be paid some money.

However, money is not important to Ji Xiang.

He is not short of money.

What's more important is that you can accumulate some experience points from each surgery.

"Private hospitals are different from public hospitals. You can slack off in our Second Affiliated Hospital." Professor Mo shook his head and a sneer appeared on his lips. "There are only so many people doing clinical work, but we support three to five times more support staff."

The key issue is that these damn guys who are being supported still point fingers and criticize every day.

"The funding is meager, and the little money we earn has to support a bunch of old men..."

Mo Chenggui grew angrier as he spoke, but he soon realized his emotions were not right and stopped talking.

"Let's not talk about that. First, let's do a surgery together, and then I'll see how much you've learned. If you're capable, you can come to my urology department for your residency training and do surgeries with me."

"Okay," Ji Xiang readily agreed.

It seems I'm really lucky.

Once inside the operating room, Professor Mo immediately began preparing for the surgery.

Today, he had a leather bag and a suture device next to him; the procedure was different from the previous two days.

Ji Xiang didn't ask why. Professor Mo only told half of what he wanted to say, and Ji Xiang didn't care about that. What he cared about now was the surgical points.

"Dr. Ji, take a look at the suture device first," Professor Mo said. "This thing is really convenient, and it has many post-operative benefits. The only downside is—the biggest downside is that it's expensive."

"1680 is expensive? Haven't you seen how much housing prices have risen over the years?" the nurse muttered. "If housing prices were rising at this rate, a single shot would cost over 8,000. Here, even including the cost of doctors, nurses, and medicine, it's less than 3,000. It's quite cheap."

Professor Mo didn't banter with the nurses. There were many surgeries today, and he had "wasted" a lot of time on Ji Xiang's exam. He needed to catch up quickly.

He patted the patient on the shoulder and comforted him with the same old, formulaic words.

"So, don't be nervous." Professor Mo finished speaking with a smile, not forgetting to give the patient a smile even in his busy schedule.

Although he practices at multiple locations, Mo Chenggui treats his patients with little self-interest, much like he does at the Second Affiliated Hospital.

"Doctor, I... are there any precautions I should take after the surgery?"

"Do you have a girlfriend?" Professor Mo asked while preparing the equipment.

"There are a few..." The patient was clearly very nervous; you could see with your eyes that his mind was blank.

"You mean your female friend, right?" Professor Mo said jokingly, knowing at a glance that the patient was a novice.

Nowadays, young people aren't so bad at distinguishing between a girlfriend and a female friend; they're probably just so nervous that their minds go blank.

The patient nodded vigorously.

"Lie down," Professor Mo said with a smile. "There's a custom in naming: whatever is actually missing must be added to the name to make the five elements complete. Those two words are still different, do you understand now?"

"So you answered incorrectly just now."

"..."

If he hadn't already swiped his brush and stood on the stage, Ji Xiang would have really wanted to scratch his head.

Urologists really do speak their minds without hesitation, no questions asked. Professor Mo may seem serious, but his driving skills are off the charts.

Professor Mo's words were a bit convoluted, and it took the patient a few seconds to understand what he was talking about.

Just as the patient was pondering this, Professor Mo handed the syringe containing the anesthetic to Ji Xiang, watching Ji Xiang's movements intently.

As for what he just said, Professor Mo seemed to have forgotten it.

However, these words did have an effect; they acted like a placebo, clearly relieving the patient's anxiety.

His fear of surgery was mixed with a little bit of the joke about supplementing what you lack in the Five Elements, but the concentration was reduced.

It's obvious which doctor is more likable: one with a stern face, like a dean of students, or one who is kind, witty, and humorous.

Professor Mo watched as Ji Xiang performed local infiltration anesthesia, his pupils gradually shrinking once again, as if a large dose of diazepam administered intravenously had caused poisoning.

Ji Xiang was like someone performing surgery in a system operating room; the moment the syringe needle touched the patient's skin, he entered a state of focused concentration.

After local infiltration anesthesia, Ji Xiang patted the syringe aside and then reached out.

Professor Mo was taken aback.

Ji Xiang, that kid...

This action is purely the surgeon's responsibility; if he were doing it himself, it would be perfectly normal. But after Ji Xiang finished administering anesthesia, he reached for the suture device and immediately began the surgery!

This is no joke!

But Professor Mo didn't say anything; the scene of seeing Ji Xiang answering questions in the conference room just now kept replaying in his mind.

Anyway, I'm keeping an eye on things. Even if Ji Xiang doesn't know how to do it, nothing serious can happen, Professor Mo thought to himself.

He handed the sewing machine to Ji Xiang.

After partially peeling off the material, Ji Xiang skillfully inserted the pull rod into the central hole inside the housing, reaching the tail end.

Then adjust the knob counterclockwise and remove the clock stand.

Professor Mo's eyebrows twitched slightly, unable to be contained.

That move is so practiced!

Professor Mo even had a feeling that Ji Xiang's surgical proficiency was almost on par with his own proficiency in performing over 3000 circumcision surgeries.

Moreover, it wasn't just about skill; the moment Ji Xiang took the suture, Professor Mo had a strange feeling—Ji Xiang's hand speed suddenly soared to a level he couldn't comprehend.

Ji Xiang then placed the clock base in his bag. Because of the initial free movement, he had no difficulty placing the clock base inside.

This was a crucial step. Professor Mo watched silently as Ji Xiang effortlessly took this step, knowing full well that Ji Xiang had performed at least dozens, or even hundreds, of similar surgeries.

And that's not all. Ji Xiang must have had guidance from a famous teacher, coupled with his own exceptional comprehension and hands-on skills, which is why he was able to demonstrate such powerful surgical techniques.

Without any one of these elements, the surgery could not have been performed with such skill.

Honestly, Professor Mo knows he is very good at surgery and has strong hands-on skills.

However, given Ji Xiang's age and the fact that he had already reached the level of chief resident, his skill level was far inferior to Ji Xiang's.

Professor Mo had stopped thinking about finding a treasure and was now completely focused on Ji Xiang's movements, even more so than when he was performing surgery himself.

After all, if something goes wrong, the patient suffers, and the person in charge must also bear the responsibility.

The word "responsibility" carries a weight as heavy as Mount Tai.

Ji Xiang handed the handle to Professor Mo, and then secured the bag with cable ties.

He tied the knot with just the right amount of force, neither too tight nor too loose.

The word "just right" sounds easy, but for a surgeon to achieve it requires countless hours of practice and a very high level of understanding.

After tying the knot, Ji Xiang inserted the pull rod into the center hole inside the housing, all the way to the tail.

Professor Mo grew increasingly alarmed and silent as he looked on.

He knew Ji Xiang was good at surgery, but he didn't expect Ji Xiang to be this good.

And this isn't the manual circumcision I've seen before, it's a suture device procedure! It's a completely different surgical technique!!

Originally, he wanted to find a strong and capable assistant to help him and Colonel Wang with the surgery.

But Ji Xiang was too capable; he performed the surgery quickly, and was incredibly steady and efficient.

Professor Mo remained silent, watching as Ji Xiang completed a surgery in less than 5 minutes.

The moment Professor Mo saw the titanium screws perfectly fitted and appear in his field of vision, he felt that he had spent the entire night adjusting his state, and that his idea of ​​teaching Ji Xiang how to perform surgery was utterly absurd.

The truth is that Mo Chenggui is just an insignificant NPC.

After the surgery, Ji Xiang saw that his experience points in the system space had increased by 100 points, and he grinned.

However, the surgery was performed in a way that is hard to describe.

Ji Xiang glanced at Professor Mo.

The surgery didn't go smoothly for one reason only—the person assisting him was Mo Chenggui, not a system NPC.

Professor Mo never expected that in Ji Xiang's heart, he was not only not an NPC, but he was even less than an NPC, just a passerby.

(End of this chapter)