Ji Xiang came out of the hospital and wanted to call him and talk to his family, but he didn't call him in the end.

He found it boring.

Life is indeed boring, but fortunately, there is an interesting person like Dr. Zhou, and the whole world seems to have a brighter look.

I found a small hotel to stay in, and went to the outpatient clinic the next day and was successfully hospitalized.

During this period, Ji Xiang... Jing Liang's son called and was cursing, but he was stunned after hearing Ji Xiang's explanation.

Everything goes smoothly, and the most critical point lies in a doctor who can understand the disease, rather than a quack doctor who thinks it is genital warts when seeing ordinary warts or Ding Cancer.

This time, Ji Xiang really realized what bullying is. In just one sentence, he could throw all his dignity into the septic tank.

Ji Xiang thought to himself that he would not be that kind of doctor in the future.

After being admitted to the hospital, Ji Xiang's mood improved a lot.

He learned from Dr. Zhou and the urologist that his condition was quite optimistic, and that partial resection + extension of Ding cancer had basically no particularly significant impact.

[To be honest, I have been using wild fruit reading to read books and follow updates recently, changing sources and switching, and pronunciation aloud for many tones, www. Android and Apple are available.]

Simply put, you can pee while standing.

I am over 60 years old, this is the most basic requirement and can also preserve the most basic dignity.

Ji Xiang knew that the system NPC would definitely not be that cruel.

Lying on the hospital bed, Ji Xiang recalled the experiences of the past few days and had a deeper understanding of the doctor's evaluation.

Like the first person who met Dr. Yang, he looked contemptuous when he saw a wart-like object similar to genital warts, without any concealment.

There should be many such people, and Ji Xiang can't understand what they have experienced to develop this problem.

Just as he was thinking, a middle-aged man walked in with his bag.

He looks in his 40s and looks very bad, but he looks like hepatitis B has progressed into liver cancer.

Ji Xiang showed a kind smile, but the other side was as beautiful as iron, and seemed to dare not even smile.

It is probably the same disease, Ji Xiang judged.

This should be the "control group" arranged by the system for itself.

You can empathize with more while not letting yourself suffer a serious mental blow.

He didn't ask much, just paid attention to observation. The empathy was not over yet, so he must accumulate more experience.

Perceive patient emotional changes in virtual space to gain valuable clinical experience, which will be of great help to future clinical work.

The patient in the next bed didn't say anything. After packing up and giving the salute, he lay on the bed with his cell phone and didn't know what to look at.

The one who came with him was a woman of the same age, who should be his lover, but the two of them had no communication.

Two days later, the next day, the operation was prepared. Ji Xiang and the patient in the next bed lined up to prepare for the skin. After Ji Xiang came out, he saw the patient in the next bed standing outside the ward with a dejected look.

"Brother, are you smoking?" the man asked.

"Smoke." Ji Xiang wanted to refuse, but he still said smoking.

The communication between men is very simple. They smoke a cigarette, drink a glass of wine together, and brag. The next day, the road is facing each other.

It was probably because he felt aggrieved that he would have surgery tomorrow and wanted to find someone to talk to.

Ji Xiang is not a good person, but he is willing to listen to what he says at this time and reduce the pressure.

"The hospital does not allow smoking. Now it is a smoke-free hospital. I don't dare." The man rubbed his hands with a little embarrassedly, "I endured it for two or three days, and I will have surgery tomorrow, so I feel so nervous."

"There is a smoking room downstairs, which is the small house with a red roof next to the gate. Let's go there." Ji Xiang suggested.

Although he can't smoke, Ji Xiang instinctively wanted to listen to the patient's confidant, even though he had already learned about the other party's experience in the past few days.

When I came to the smoking room below, there was someone inside and the patient hesitated for a moment.

"Let's just go outside." Ji Xiang observed his expression and vaguely noticed the man's psychological activities, so he suggested.

After finding a corner, the patient took out a cigarette and handed it to Ji Xiang.

"Little brother, I see that you and your family have not talked. What's wrong?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Brother, it's really hard for us to be sick." The man sighed, lit the cigarette in his mouth, and took a deep breath, "I don't know your experience, but I...ah."

The man sighed, and Ji Xiang didn't urge him.

After more than ten seconds, the man said, "I only know the warmth and coldness of human kindness when I am sick."

"What?" Ji Xiang asked.

"After the diagnosis, I took a long vacation and prepared to try Power Light first. I heard from someone at that time. It is said that this thing is easy to use. I knew that I took a long vacation and my colleagues came to the hospital to see me, but the best buddies I played with with me usually

I didn't even call, guess what they thought?"

"Are you an official? Is it a cold tea when you leave?" Ji Xiang patted the man's shoulder and comforted him jokingly.

"No, I'm just an ordinary person, but the ordinary people are also me, and the tea is already cold before leaving. Usually, I play mahjong with those friends. When I know I'm sick, they say I'm not lucky and don't see it.

Look, I don’t even call one, for fear that the airborne transmission will infect my bad luck.”

“…”

Ji Xiang really didn't expect this reason.

If people in the officialdom and shopping malls are in a cold tea, Ji Xiang can understand it. He is worried that Ding Cancer will affect his luck in playing mahjong, and he is a feudal superstition.

"Oh, too." The man sighed, "Tell me a joke to you, brother. I always put their photos under my quilt when I went to play mahjong."

"Why?"

"By your back, let's hold them down." The man lowered his head and smoked, saying in Hanhan Lake.

"Hahaha." Ji Xiang laughed, "Little brother, you really know how to tell jokes."

The man smiled, "I really want to go back to the past, but unfortunately I can't go back. Brother, you... I heard from the doctor that you can do partial resection, and what other extension surgery can you do, so you will basically not be affected in the future?"

"How do you know?" Ji Xiang asked.

"A doctor told me that I had been delayed for too long at the beginning." The man sighed and stopped joking, "I just started to be white, and I thought about whether it would be better if I always wear condoms.

When did it break? I didn't notice it?"

"Do you usually play?"

"Let's just mess around." The man took a deep breath of cigarettes, "I don't want to do anything, but if I don't accompany the Party A, the business won't be done. At first I was not used to it, but later I heard that this is the four major ironclads.

, the results were indeed good.”

"It's just that I'm having fun." Ji Xiang teased with a smile that men know.

"Nothing happy." The man began to express his feelings to Ji Xiang, "I drank it all over the place. I had to go to the bathroom to sniff twice to keep myself awake. I want to say anything the Party A said...

What's this for?"

"Ha, yes, you keep going." Ji Xiang really wanted to hear what the man said about the business world, but the man stopped mentioning it and he didn't continue to ask.

"There is no kitten that doesn't eat fishy food. Men are the same, but women are not. Who has eaten Tang Monk's meat? Brother, do you think so? What kind of white horses are different."

"You went to the hospital for a visit, what did the doctor say?"

"The doctor said he suspected that it was HPV infection. Seeing his expression, he looked disgusted and curled his lips when he talked to me. I knew he looked down on me, so I went to another hospital."

"The doctor from another hospital asked me to do photoelectric twice. After the first time, it did get better, but it started to grow again in less than a month. I felt something was wrong, so I didn't do it the second time."

"From the future, we went to our most famous dermatology hospital, the doctor who saw the best doctor turned out to be a woman. Oh, brother, I took off my pants in front of a woman... I'm sorry for the first time."

Ji Xiang was stunned. These men seemed to be unable to speak without driving. It seemed that not only doctors, but also patients who were already terminally ill.

In an instant, Ji Xiang thought of Colonel Wang's bald head.

"There are so many people looking for her to see a doctor. I can't line up. Fortunately, she is still in a private hospital, just spending more money, which is a trivial matter. When she went to see a doctor, she prescribed me topical medicine. But

I haven't seen it well after spending more than a month. It's so fucking."

"What happened later?" Ji Xiang asked.

"I knew this disease could not be delayed, so I went to the military hospital and thought that the old military doctor must be reliable. I also specially found an old military doctor, with no hair, bright tiles, and it looked like a light bulb.

kind."

"After reading it, he said nothing was wrong, he prescribed topical medicine for me, and said that it would be fine for a few months."

"I haven't seen each other for three months. He was not here when I was following the interview. A young doctor was there and didn't say anything after seeing it. But brother, you know I am in business, so observing words and expressions is the most basic skill."

"I can tell at a glance that something is wrong!"

"What's wrong?" Ji Xiang's heart moved and asked quickly.

"I want to speak but stop, and hesitate! Although I didn't tell me clearly, I know that as long as this is the case, he already has a positive answer. Some things are hard to say, and if he says it, he will have no friends."

“!

!” Ji Xiang was silent.

He knew very well that the NPC of the system had told him something similar to the situation, but that incident was completely different from what the man in front of him said.

"The blood test, biopsy, and after the results came out, the doctor wrote a CA. I knew this was an English abbreviation, which means cancer. When I saw this symbol, my mind buzzed."
To be continued...