Author: True Bear Chumo

Ji Xiang breathed a sigh of relief after finding the diagnosis and finding the cause.

After communicating with the patient's family, Meng Qingfei then received diagnostic treatment.

Ji Xiang did not leave directly, but waited for the results of the diagnostic treatment. Although he knew that the diagnosis was most likely to be correct, Ji Xiang still insisted on seeing a result like an obsessive-compulsive disorder.

Meng Qingfei was very happy. Although he didn't say anything to Ji Xiang, he hummed a little song.

The inaudible sound comes with joy and joy.

"Teacher Meng, when did you start taking the Internet to see a doctor?" Ji Xiang and the system NPC reported it and asked.

"That was many years ago. One day, a patient came to see a doctor and said a lot of plausible things. I thought it was strange at the time, so I asked about the details."

"Later, I found out that he searched online and thought he had cancer, so he even wrote his will."

“!!!”

"I was very curious at that time and went up and took a look. At that time, many things were not sound and could not be done. But after a few years, I gradually became accustomed to turning on my phone when I was not clear about the diagnosis."

"What is our name? This is called keeping pace with the times."

Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei's proud expression and scratched his head.

"Teacher Meng, these things are actually written in the book."

"I can't recite it." Meng Qingfei gestured for a moment and made a "waiting forever" action. "Hey, at least 3 are as tall as you can. How can I recite so many books?"

Ji Xiang thought about it, it seemed to be the same.

Even if you memorize it, it will be difficult to find what you need in the vast amount of content in a hurry.

The human brain is not a computer after all.

Even if you are going to see a doctor online, you still need to search entries.

"Hey, look at you, do you really think you can do everything? Give you an example." Meng Qingfei smiled and said, "When Brother Meng was still a straight man, I watched movies with girls I pursued in college."

"It was a lot of trouble to ask her out. We were relatively conservative at that time, and there were only about 1/4 of our friends in college."

Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei with a smile and listened to him telling stories.

"I had a bright mind at that time, and it was different from now. The movie was a horror movie. Insects about the size of a human were flying towards me, and they jumped up and bit them. The girl was so scared that she leaned against me directly."

"It's similar to telling ghost stories?"

"Hey, guess what I did with your brother Meng."

"Of course I just hug you directly." Ji Xiang said, "If you don't touch your head and don't be afraid, you should hold hands at least."

"Here, this is the gap. I knew how to show off my memory back then. I told the girl that there is nothing to be afraid of. Insects cannot grow so big because they do not have the heart deconstruction of mammals, and the blood cannot carry oxygen. The oxygen circulation can only be naturally spread in the body by air. So they will die if they don't get so big."

"This is so terrible." Ji Xiang looked at Meng Qingfei and sighed.

"Yes." Meng Qingfei also sighed quite, "After many years, my memory is now unforgettable, but I still remember this scene."

"It's okay, it's not a pity. In fact, if I want me, I'd probably say something similar."

"Hmm?" Meng Qingfei was stunned.

"The most basic physics and mathematical knowledge can also lead to similar conclusions.

Strength comes from muscles, and the size of strength depends on the area of ​​the muscle cross-section. Simply put, the thicker the arms, the stronger they become, rather than the longer they become.

If the equal proportion is enlarged to 2 times, the cross-sectional area becomes 4 times, and the volume becomes 8 times. If the volume is 10 times, the cross-sectional area becomes 100 times, and the volume becomes 1000 times.

So if a mosquito becomes 100 times larger, it is probably only 20 cm tall. Although its strength becomes 10,000 times, its weight becomes 10,000,000 times. Not to mention flying, it may not even stand up."

"But I'm just scared."

Ji Xiang said, holding his right hand with his left hand.

"Then she holds your hand."

“…”

"If you can't meet it, it's because you're not lucky. I won't blame you, Teacher Meng."

Meng Qingfei looked at Ji Xiang carefully and finally confirmed that this guy was not Yin and Yang himself.

"You really can comfort people." Meng Qingfei laughed, "Xiao Ji, are you sure what you just said doesn't have the element of killing people and heartbroken?"

Ji Xiang thought about it carefully.

"I won't talk about this." Meng Qingfei didn't care about Ji Xiang's "killing people to kill their hearts". He changed the topic to avoid Ji Xiang's embarrassment.

Are steel straight men? They are like this. They will definitely think so when they are as old as Ji Xiang.

What is understanding and what is sitting on the truth, these things only exist in beautiful imaginations like fairy tales.

Ji Xiang is young, it will be better if he is a few years older.

"Didn't I write a paper for Lao He, the internal medicine department, some time ago, I have some ideas."

"I heard from Teacher He that it is the manufacturer who helps with the operation and will be published soon."

"Yes!" Meng Qingfei was a little excited, "I'm lucky, quite good."

"Congratulations to Teacher Meng, you shouldn't have your own name in the paper."

"What are you thinking? Lao He gave me some money. I bought the first piece, and I am the second piece." Meng Qingfei said, "The key is that this thing has been too long and it is very troublesome. By the way, Xiaoji, don't underestimate the paper, and don't think this thing is useless."

"Don't be as arrogant as I was when I was young. I don't have any talent. Now when I think about it, I just do it myself."

"Yes." Ji Xiang followed Meng Qingfei's words, "I have been writing papers and have published a lot. Teacher Meng, if you need it, just say it directly, don't be polite."

"A lot?" Meng Qingfei was stunned for a moment.

He knew that Ji Xiang had published papers in top journals, but what do many of them mean!

"Thirteen articles, two more are being reviewed."

Meng Qingfei frowned and looked at Ji Xiang tightly.

"Teacher Meng, what's wrong?"

"Is it a Chinese-based journal? You went to the south and met a certain academician? It's impossible. If the academician greets him, hello. If someone can give him one or two articles, it will be enough face. The page has been booked out, and it will be difficult to add it."

"It's all SCI articles. I like papers with an impact factor of 20 or above and an impact factor is too low. If you want to come up with something in the future, it will not be of great effect, so I gave up."

“…”

If Meng Qingfei was a few years younger, he would grab Ji Xiang's collar and press him against the wall and beat him up.

"Chinese General Surgery" is a top domestic journal specializing in China. A paper is enough for doctors at municipal-level tertiary hospitals to advance for a lifetime. The impact factor is only 0.89, not even 1.

Moreover, the difficulty of this thing increases by geometric multiples.

Ji Xiang is actually!

How many, and fast!

The key is why it is so fast?

Meng Qingfei was a little confused.

At this time, Lin Jiuze was also confused like Meng Qingfei.
Chapter completed!