What do men like?

Chapter 30 What do men like?

The hint was obvious enough that Ji Xiang even felt it was an explicit statement.

It looks scary...

I cannot sit down...

These two sentences echoed in Ji Xiang's mind.

If you put yourself in that situation...

If there's anything different about the Dean Li in front of us and the Dean Sun that Dahai, who shared the same feelings, encountered...

If there are no complications after surgery,

That seems acceptable.

Even Ji Xiang was somewhat shaken by this "professional" atmosphere and strong psychological suggestion.

Not to mention those "patients" who come with a certain purpose.

"Professor Mo, come, come, let me introduce you to a colleague. You two must know each other," Dean Li said enthusiastically, putting his arm around Professor Mo's shoulder.

"Hmm?" Mo Chenggui seemed to have noticed something.

"This young man is quite energetic! Is he your student?" Dean Li asked, looking at Ji Xiang next to Professor Mo.

"Hello Dean Li, I am a student of Professor Mo. Professor Mo brought me here today to broaden my horizons," Ji Xiang said calmly.

"Excellent, excellent. New talents emerge in every generation. The medical field will rely on young people like you in the future."

Dean Li's words were very sincere. Although Ji Xiang knew he was just being perfunctory, he couldn't detect anything unusual in his words and actions; all he saw was enthusiasm and sincerity.

"His name is Ji Xiang, Dr. Ji." Professor Mo introduced Ji Xiang with little interest.

"Dr. Ji, I have other matters to attend to, so I won't keep you any longer," said Dean Li. "Just taking a stroll around. I hope we'll have the opportunity to collaborate in the future."

After saying that, he said to Professor Mo, "Professor Mo, why don't you consider the lengthening technique? It would be such a waste if you didn't develop more techniques with your skill level."

"Your patients don't have surgical indications, and you don't accept those who do, so I won't do it," Professor Mo refused decisively.

Dean Li shook his head slightly. "Professor Mo, it's not that I don't respect you."

Ji Xiang knew that harsh words were about to come, and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Let's not get into those abstract concepts. What is our main problem right now?" Dean Li asked.

Professor Mo remained silent.

"The contradiction between the people's ever-growing material and cultural needs and the backward productive forces!"

"!!!"

Ji Xiang really admired Dean Li.

He speaks eloquently and can truly bring the dead back to life.

"What do the people need? It's different from when we were kids. When I was a child, my dad carried sacks at the train station. If we had any flour at home, we would give it all to him to make steamed buns. None of the kids could afford to eat any of it."

"There's only one able-bodied person in the family. If he falls ill, the family will be gone."

"Once when I was on my way to school, the steamed buns had just been steamed. I opened the steamer, grabbed one, stuffed it in my clothes, and ran. That's where I got the burn on my chest."

As Dean Li spoke, he put his arm around Professor Mo's shoulder and led Professor Mo and Ji Xiang to a room at the end of the corridor, as affectionately as if they were conjoined twins.

"I didn't even feel the pain at that time. Once they were out of sight, I took out a steamed bun and ate it. It was so sweet, Professor Mo."

"But now? I'm sick of all the fancy food, so I'm thinking of going home for some simple porridge and side dishes since I don't have any social engagements tonight."

Professor Mo remained silent. Ji Xiang watched Dean Li's retreating figure, but he couldn't reconcile the image of him with that of a doctor.

The NPC in the system is more like a doctor.

"Times have changed, sir," Dean Li sighed. "Young people these days all want 18 centimeters. What can we do? Actually, you're right that there's no indication for surgery, I understand. But this isn't a disease, it's a psychological one. The psychological burden will be gone after the surgery, don't you think?"

With that, Dean Li led Mo Chenggui and Ji Xiang into the room.

A middle-aged man in his late thirties was sitting in the room. He was wearing white clothes and gold-rimmed glasses and was looking at some documents.

Although the middle-aged man didn't say or do anything, a strong academic atmosphere arose spontaneously.

"Xiao Zhou? What are you doing here?" Mo Chenggui asked in surprise.

"Professor Mo, hello." The middle-aged man stood up and extended his hand across the table.

The two shook hands, and the middle-aged man smiled and said, "Dean Li wants to start performing lengthening surgery and wants to make a name for himself, so he contacted my boss. The boss is arriving tonight, and I'm just making an advance visit."

"..."

Although Mo Chenggui had his suspicions, he was still somewhat disappointed to hear the middle-aged man say that.

Private hospitals are mostly chains, and it wouldn't be an exaggeration to say they wield immense power. To expand their business, they even managed to get Professor Zhou's boss involved!

"I'm not very skilled, so I'll assist the boss and familiarize myself with things first. If I don't know anything, the boss will scold me."

"Professor Zhou, look at what you're saying." Dean Li's expression became even more radiant and enthusiastic. "You are a rising star in urology in our provincial capital."

"What big shot or not, I've just done a lot of circumcisions," Professor Zhou laughed. "Urology surgery isn't just about circumcisions. A real expert... I can't even perform a kidney transplant properly."

"That's not how it works. Your circumcision surgery volume is the highest in the province, but that doesn't mean you can't perform kidney transplants. During your time providing support in the provincial capital, you personally performed over a dozen kidney transplants!"

"Oh, this guy is really strong," Ji Xiang thought to himself.

Kidney transplantation is a top-level urological surgery, something Ji Xiang can only look up to.

Mo Chenggui ignored their polite exchanges; all he could think about was Professor Zhou's boss.

That person is a renowned expert in the industry. Getting him to perform a "minor" surgery is not a matter of money at all.

It's likely that Professor Zhou Tianbo had someone pull strings with the teachers to get him to agree to the invitation.

Mo Chenggui's gaze towards Professor Zhou became extremely strange.

"Oh, what are you saying?" Dean Li offered him a seat, then smiled and said, "I was just telling Professor Mo that this is the contradiction between the people's growing material and cultural needs and the backward productive forces."

"That's a bit of a big statement. In reality, appearance is often a form of justice. If the people need it, then we medical workers have a duty to provide the necessary services."

Dean Li did not sit down, nor did he speak in a passionate or impassioned tone. Instead, he looked at Professor Mo with a gentle smile and spoke slowly.

"I won't go into the importance of appearance, but why is it that despite its importance, there are so many voices in the public opinion looking down on plastic surgery?" He paused, raising his arm slightly, "because improving one's appearance and physique through plastic surgery is like having a cheat code."

"He really speaks eloquently," Ji Xiang thought, observing Dean Li's body language and pondering his words.

In fact, what Dean Li said was not wrong. If Ji Xiang had not experienced the baptism of empathy, he would have been moved by him.

"Think about it, who wouldn't want to use cheats, right, young man?"

As he spoke, Dean Li looked at Ji Xiang and asked with a smile.

"Oh, I'm very good-looking and I have some advantages, but I think I'm just average and wouldn't recommend it," Ji Xiang admitted frankly.

Dean Li was getting into the swing of things when Ji Xiang's words cut him off, leaving him feeling like he was about to burst.

This young man... is really arrogant. He'll criticize himself at the drop of a hat. It seems he'll need more social friction and intense clashes before he learns to restrain himself.

"Hehe." Professor Zhou chuckled. "I think Dean Li is right; it's for the sake of the young people in our provincial capital."

Ji Xiang particularly disliked their covert targeting of Professor Mo.

After a few words, Ji Xiang had already discerned the conflict among them—Professor Mo, lacking surgical indications, was unwilling to undergo lengthening surgery and was only willing to have his briefcase removed.

But Professor Mo was a prominent figure in the provincial capital's urology department, and neither Dean Li nor the up-and-coming Professor Zhou dared to openly break ties with him.

Professor Mo remained silent.

"Professor Mo, young people really like it," Dean Li said. "I won't say anything else, lest I upset you. I hope you'll come to your senses soon so we can start close cooperation."

"Heh." Professor Mo scoffed dismissively.

"Do young people really like it?" Ji Xiang suddenly asked to himself.

He didn't seem to be asking Dean Li a question; rather, he was asking and answering his own.

Dean Li was somewhat annoyed. He stared at Ji Xiang and asked, "Young Dr. Ji, what do you think young people like?"

"I don't know what girls think, but I read online that men like fair-skinned, thin, and young women. I don't think so."

"Oh?"

"I'll only talk about what I like." Ji Xiang sat on the sofa, looked into Dean Li's eyes, and said with a smile, "The clothes that girls wear on the street are all so ordinary. It would be great if they wore aluminum alloy armor."

"..."

"It needs to be able to glow, the kind that allows it to fly. And it should even have long, trailing wings of light when it flies—that would be so cool!"

"Furthermore, it needs to be semi-transparent; the light from the wings must be semi-transparent!"

"The eyes should glow blue, red in overclocking mode, and green in sleep mode. Oh, and the RGB effects must be maxed out."

When the girl needs to cool down, she has to open part of her outer armor. When a strong wind blows, a "hissing" sound comes from inside the armor.

"It would be best if we could light cigarettes with intense heat, like the picture of soldiers on the front lines of Laoshan lighting cigarettes on heated artillery barrels."

Dean Li was stunned into silence.

He thought he was already quite eloquent, but he never expected that the young boy brought by Mo Chenggui would talk such nonsense, spouting wildly exaggerated claims.

The key point is that there wasn't a single serious sentence.

Instead of liking girls, he actually likes mecha... What is mecha? Dean Li was hit hard by Ji Xiang's words and fell into a coma.

"The right hand should be able to switch to cannon mode and fire particle cannons. The kind that can blow up half a building in one shot. The left hand should be able to have a shield mode."

Ideally, the height should be around ten meters, and preferably there should be an inner mode...

"Wait, what is the inner mode?" Although Dean Li was dumbfounded, he remained clear-headed and interrupted Ji Xiang after hearing a sentence he didn't understand at all.

"You don't even know this? How can you talk about what young people like?" Ji Xiang raised an eyebrow.

Subconsciously, Ji Xiang already considered Mo Chenggui as one of his own, and coupled with Dahai's experience, he didn't have a good impression of Dean Li in reality.

They don't hold back when they're being sarcastic or confrontational.

"..."

"The surface mode is the normal mode, while the inner mode is equivalent to a berserk transformation or beast form," Ji Xiang explained simply. "Add a code, like '27149,' and the mecha will transform into a beast form. Entering the inner mode also significantly enhances the mecha's performance."

"The concepts of 'pale, thin, and young' are all flawed aesthetics; they don't even qualify in the face of this kind of image."

Dean Li was seething with anger, but Professor Zhou's eyes lit up. After Ji Xiang finished speaking, he slapped his thigh and exclaimed, "That's right! If the streets were full of mechs, that would be so cool!"

(End of this chapter)