: A Bountiful Harvest

Chapter 39: A Bountiful Harvest

"Not bad." The system NPC beamed. It was the first time Ji Xiang had ever seen him so happy, as if he, not himself, had gained the skill.

"Teacher." Ji Xiang was also a little excited, but he didn't know what to say.

"Don't use the last bottle of medicine yet," the system NPC said. "You've already performed too many surgeries today, go out and rest for a bit."

"Mm." Ji Xiang nodded vigorously. Having obtained the skill to upgrade from LV6 to LV7, he had no other desires for today.

"Teacher, I've used up all my stamina, then I'll wash up and go to sleep."

"it is good."

"Oh right, teacher!" Ji Xiang suddenly remembered something. He took out the two bottles of purple potion that the system had rewarded him with after experiencing the same feeling three times.

"If I use these two potions, will I be able to upgrade my circumcision technique to the highest level?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Yes, the highest level is LV9, that's acceptable."

Ji Xiang hesitated for a moment.

"What are you thinking about?" the system NPC asked.

"I'm considering whether to wait until I have a kidney transplant to use it," Ji Xiang admitted.

"Use it," the system NPC said. "Experiencing the pinnacle of a spell will be of great help to you. Moreover, reaching LV9 will allow you to complete a quest and open the system shop."

"Okay." Ji Xiang, unsuspecting, opened the potion and drank it all in one gulp.

LV7-LV9, achieved in one fell swoop.

A warm current surged through Ji Xiang, who shivered as if entering a state of sagehood, and the whole world seemed to change in his eyes.

As for what's different, Ji Xiang doesn't know either; it's a very mysterious feeling.

Then Ji Xiang heard a mechanical voice in his ear.

Congratulations on upgrading your circumcision technique to the highest level! The rewards are as follows:

1. Surgical Department experience points: 3000.

2. 100 surgical points.

3. Basic Comprehension +3

4. Active Skill – The Superior Doctor's Gaze is enhanced; while retaining the original rewards, the cost of each use is reduced to 1 Surgical Point.

Ji Xiang felt very happy as he watched the numbers soar across the screen.

"Teacher, is the 'superior doctor's gaze' skill useful?"

"It works well." The system NPC nodded, saying directly and confidently, "It will become even better as your skill level increases."

"!!!"

"Go back and rest first."

Ji Xiang wanted to check out the system store, but he was exhausted and didn't feel the need to rush, so he left the system space.

……

On the other side of the screen, the researchers stared at it, trembling with fear.

The boss's expression grew increasingly grim; everyone knew that the female Tyrannosaurus had been teetering on the edge of a rampage for a long time.

Tonight, the boss is supposed to meet with the owner of a listed company, but her secretary came in and was scolded and sent away after saying just one sentence.

Nothing is more important than one's own son, but watching the boss's son, Superman, perform on the screen, everyone was both amused and exasperated.

The data curve surged once again.

Everyone had become numb.

How many times has this happened? Twelve times or thirteen times?

People's memories have become blurred.

The legend of the "seven times a night" man is nothing compared to the boss's son. With an APM of 320, maintaining a full-length class, who can do that?

What is a gifted individual?

This is!

However, the boss's son didn't stop.

He once again shattered everyone's worldview, breaking down everyone's stubborn prejudices under seemingly impossible circumstances.

The APM curve was very smooth and very fast, breaking through the 320 value at almost a 90° angle, reaching 390.

390!

390! !!

If he were an esports player, his keyboard would probably be smashed to pieces!

Even if you swung the mouse around, it wouldn't be that fast.

Won't it ignite from friction?

What kind of person could use a 390-second hand speed to have a night of pleasure?

It turns out he had been controlling it all along...

But this time it didn't last long; in less than 10 minutes, the data curve dropped and returned to zero.

It turns out his limit is 400, some researchers thought seriously.

"Knock knock knock~~"

Hearing the knock on the door, Ji Xiang stopped what he was doing, turned around with the syringe in his hand, and said, "Dad, is that you?"

"I'm coming in."

Ji Xiang's father clearly didn't want to give him time; after speaking, he pushed open the door and went inside.

When he saw Ji Xiang holding a needle holder in one hand and a banana peel in the other, he froze on the spot.

"What's wrong, Dad?" Ji Xiang asked.

"You...are practicing stitching?"

"Yeah, what else can we do?"

"It's alright now." Ji Xiang's father's heart was shattered into eight pieces, but then stitched back together.

The rollercoaster-like feeling made even the usually composed man feel as if the whole world had become unreal, ethereal, and bizarre.

"It's so late, is your night trading session open yet? Is there non-farm payroll data being released today? It seems like it's still a few days away."

"..." Ji Xiang's father shrugged. "I forgot."

"You need to concentrate a little more." Ji Xiang put down the needle holder in his hand and stretched.

If he hadn't wanted to upgrade, Ji Xiang would never have overexerted himself time and time again, even increasing his basic stamina a little.

"Ji Xiang, you sewed this banana peel quite well. I'll take it and admire it." Ji Xiang's father took a banana peel with him.

After leaving Ji Xiang's bedroom, he looked around carefully.

The banana peel was very soft, and it was stitched with dense threads, like the old-fashioned cloth shoes with many layers of soles.

The child is learning a skill, and that stubbornness is just like his own! Ji Xiang's father smiled, feeling very gratified.

Back in his study, he recorded a video of the banana peel and sent it over.

Tonight was very rewarding, but also very tiring.

Ji Xiang even has a sense of mature vicissitude.

Having performed so many circumcisions, equivalent to the amount of surgeries performed by 95% of urologists in their lifetime, Ji Xiang didn't find it annoying, but he was a little tired.

Ji Xiang repeatedly looked at the skill on the system panel in the upper right corner of his vision and the LV9 Ring Cutting Technique, feeling a surge of joy.

I don't know what it will be like to have a circumcision.

As he pondered these thoughts, Ji Xiang, utterly exhausted, drifted off to sleep.

……

……

Ji Xiang's father frowned and sat at the table with a serious expression. He looked at him without moving, but his toes had already dug holes in his slippers and he was pounding on the floor.

The clicking sound was like a mouse chewing on wood.

Is it fate, affection, or childlike innocence...?

The phone rang.

He let out a soft sigh and answered the phone.

"Xiaoying." Ji Xiang's father was a little embarrassed. His mind was filled with images of Ji Xiang holding the needle holder and sewing. Unconsciously, he tightened his toes, making a clicking sound.

"Old Ji, I really misunderstood this."

"Hey."

"That Ji Xiang is something else. He's only been a doctor for a few days, and his hands are already so fast. It's not my fault, it really isn't my fault."

"Of course it's not your fault."

Complaining is pointless; Yoshiaki Yoshiaki knows this.

Fortunately, I didn't adopt a confrontational attitude, otherwise it would have been even more awkward.

Indeed, how could one's own son not resemble oneself? Back when I was young, I also did my best to do something to the extreme.

Ji Xiang is indeed his son; they are practically identical.

"You know, at Ji Xiang's age, instead of finding a girlfriend or going out to nightclubs, he insists on practicing surgery. Is there something wrong with him psychologically?" Ji Xiang's mother asked.

Ji Yongchang knew his lover's temper very well. She was embarrassed and didn't know what to say, so she made up some excuses.

As for the talk about having psychological problems, it's probably because she's doubting that she herself has psychological issues.

The couple understood each other very well, and Yoshihide Yoshihide understood immediately.

"No, it won't happen," Ji Yongchang comforted him. "Don't think about it anymore. You've already misunderstood Ji Xiang, so let's not let the misunderstanding deepen. Let's leave it at that."

Yoshiaki Yoshiaki was taciturn, living his life with robotic precision—a master of time management. He generally didn't speak at home, but whenever he did, it meant the matter had reached its definitive answer.

"Old Ji, Ji Xiang isn't young anymore, we should introduce him to a girlfriend," Ji Xiang's mother said. "Tell me, if he had a girlfriend, would I misunderstand?"

"girlfriend……"

"Yes, tell me your requirements for your future daughter-in-law now, instead of picking and choosing after I've introduced her to someone."

"As long as Ji Xiang is happy, I have no other requirements." Ji Xiang's father smiled. "Look at you, when you were in school you wouldn't let me find someone, you came up with a whole bunch of reasons. But you're in such a hurry as soon as we got to the hospital."

"Then it's alright. I'll make a contact. I think the girl from the Feng family is quite nice." Ji Xiang's mother had clearly made her choice. "Although she's not exactly a perfect match in terms of social standing, she's more honest and reliable than other families' children, and I find her agreeable."

"It's up to you. I don't care what kind of girl she is, as long as Ji Xiang agrees," Ji Yongchang added.

"Of course. That little rascal, just like you, secretly training for surgery, and you know he doesn't sleep at night..."

A clear laugh came from the other end of the phone, but the laughter couldn't hide an inexplicable awkwardness.

The couple had the same intentions, but they handled things poorly today and misunderstood Ji Xiang.

After hanging up the phone, Ji Yongchang twirled his phone in his right hand, a slight smile curving his lips into a crescent shape. His son's success was the real focus.

As for embarrassment, I can cover it up well, so it doesn't matter.

Ji Yongchang didn't take his wife's suggestion to introduce a girlfriend to Ji Xiang to her heart.

He trusted Ji Xiang's judgment; this was the least he needed to worry about.

……

In Shanghai's CBD, on a large screen, numbers and graphics disappear, replaced by a strange banana peel.

"That concludes today's work." The female assistant's delicate facial muscles seemed to tremble as she suppressed a laugh and announced something to all the staff.

"What is this?"

"Banana peel? That's data-driven! I feel it can reach at least 450, and there's still potential!"

"Impossible! An APM of 450 is like trying to start a fire by rubbing sticks together—foolish humans are courting their own destruction!"

The female assistant looked serious as she glanced around.

"Ahem, that guy recently joined a hospital back home and is practicing suturing with banana peels."

"Sew it up? He's going to sew it up? What will happen after that..."

A chubby programmer was speaking in surprise when his colleague covered his mouth and dragged him to the back of the room before he could finish his sentence.

The reason I need to explain this to everyone is because some people have already guessed about the female Tyrannosaurus Rex.

If she were to say anything strange at this moment, the mother tyrannosaurus would probably immediately go berserk.

"Practicing suturing? Really?"

"Yes, but the stitches on the banana peel are quite dense and even. Was it for sewing practice?"

"Nope."

A bespectacled programmer walked up to the screen in surprise and examined the stitches on the banana peel closely.

"My dad is a doctor. When I was little, I always watched him sew pigskin at home. It was so fine, and his hand speed was 400. What must that be like?"

"What do you know?" the female assistant said. "Do I need to explain to you what talent is?"

"No wonder, I remember now, the legend..."

The person was then covered in the mouth and pulled away.

Today is an inauspicious day for everything; even your words should be carefully considered.

However, the mother tyrannosaurus's son seems to be quite powerful; some people have already taken out their phones to take pictures of the banana peel, preparing to ask their medical classmates about the situation.

……

……

The next morning, Ji Xiang got up on time.

I didn't get enough rest and my stamina wasn't fully replenished, but as long as I don't go into the system space for surgical training, this stamina is enough for a day's consumption, and I didn't even skip my morning half marathon.

Ji Xiang guessed that morning runs could help improve endurance, and he planned to find time to increase the intensity to see if that helped.

He officially began to take stock of his gains.

Although it was just an upgrade of the circumcision technique to LV9, the benefits were enormous.

Normally, it takes 511000 experience points to upgrade a spell to the maximum level, especially from LV7 to LV9, which takes up the vast majority of experience.

Without a reward for empathy, and without the system shop opening, it would take me at least six months to level up my circumcision skill.

"That's good," Ji Xiang smiled.

He then glanced at the experience points in the urology department. Each surgical procedure accumulated one percent of the experience points into the entire urology department, and one-thousandth into the general surgery department.

The system gave me 3000 surgical points, and in addition, my overall surgical experience points increased by 3000 points.

In other words, every procedure can start from a very high level.

Ji Xiang was slightly excited.

With over 30000 experience points in urology, Ji Xiang understood why the system NPC wanted him to use his precious level-up potions as soon as possible.

This is the foundation!

In addition, there is an extra button with a prompt on it – System Shop.

Click to enter, and Ji Xiang carefully examines each item one by one.

In fact, the items in the mall are quite trivial, and most of them are clinically useful, but Ji Xiang knows that he cannot redeem them now.

If a resident trainee brings a whole bunch of equipment to the clinic and says, "I want to use my own stuff," they'll probably be kicked out immediately.

The most practical one is, of course, the stamina potion.

Ji Xiang has already experienced its power; it's absolutely effective.

As for the gene-altering potion, Ji Xiang couldn't afford it for the time being. Without the system NPCs giving him special treatment, he'd need to upgrade many techniques to their highest level.

Ji Xiang curiously examined all sorts of items in the mall, and eventually he even saw ECMO for sale. As for the price... it was outrageous. Ji Xiang didn't even bother to count how many zeros were at the end.

Normally, gene-altering drugs should be more expensive, but the store had the opposite. Ji Xiang ignored it, guessing it was ECMO, a future technology that could bring the dead back to life or even allow mechanical ascension.

As he watched, Ji Xiang suddenly paused.

Among the various expensive items in the mall, there was one item priced at 1 surgery point.

Having already seen all sorts of luxurious hospital equipment and countless zeros, Ji Xiang was suddenly struck by something that only sold for "1" surgical point... It was so out of place with the surrounding items.

White Ganoderma.

It was just a pack of cigarettes?!

Ji Xiang was stunned. He looked closely at the pack of cigarettes, trying to find out what was different about it.

No matter how you look at it, it's an extremely ordinary box of cigarettes, even somewhat crudely made. The product label even goes so far as to say—"inferior quality cigarettes."

Why would the system sell this thing?!

Ji Xiang stared blankly for a long time.

There seemed to be some clue dangling right in front of him, but Ji Xiang couldn't grasp it.

After a long time, Ji Xiang suddenly had a flash of inspiration and remembered that when he entered the system, he saw that the hands of the system NPCs were deformed like chicken claws.

Besides that, his fingers were a little yellow.

That was a color that countless pre-operative hand scrubbing and disinfection attempts couldn't remove.

Ji Xiang had a rough idea of ​​what that person was like.

Click to buy, and Ji Xiang bought a box of white Ganoderma lucidum.

Ji Xiang hadn't thought about lofty concepts like respecting teachers and valuing tradition; it was just an instinct. Every time he saw a system NPC, he felt a special connection, and if he liked it, buying a box would be perfectly reasonable.

After making the purchase, Ji Xiang held his breath and entered the system space.

The items purchased from the mall were stored in a cabinet near the entrance of the operating room. After Ji Xiang entered, he bowed slightly, called out "Teacher," and then turned around to take out the white Ganoderma lucidum and the accompanying lighter.

The system NPC's eyes lit up.

"Teacher, I saw this for sale. Do you smoke?"

"Hey." The system NPC put his hands, which were behind his back, in front of him and rubbed them together a little embarrassedly.

Ji Xiang knew exactly what was going on and handed over the cigarette with both hands.

"Teacher, why aren't you smoking a Havana?"

"When I was young, let alone Havana, being able to get some cigarette leaves and roll one up with waste newspaper was like celebrating the New Year."

The system NPC accepted the white lingzhi mushroom with a beaming smile.

"Teacher, since it's available in the store, why..." Ji Xiang left this question unanswered.

"They nag, always saying smoking is bad. They're old and still need someone to keep telling them what to do, it's so annoying." The system NPC waved his hand, opened the packaging, and took out a cigarette.

However, he didn't light it; instead, he held the cigarette to his nose and sniffed it deeply.

"Let's go to the locker room and have a smoke," Ji Xiang said.

The system NPC shook its head, its gaze toward Ji Xiang growing increasingly kind.

(End of this chapter)