Confused

Author: Zhen Xiong Chumo

Confused

Early the next morning, Ji Xiang got up and ran a half marathon in the hotel gym.

After returning to the room and washing up, Ji Xiang went out and saw Zhao Zhe waiting outside the door.

"Brother Zhao, why don't you come in and sit outside? You don't have to be so polite." Ji Xiang asked.

"I got up early in the morning for a walk and saw you running by yourself in the gym." Zhao Zhe said with emotion, "Even if I were 20 years old, I wouldn't have such good physical strength. Xiaoji, your body is amazing. But the gym is open 24 hours a day.

Is it open? What if it doesn’t open?"

"Five-star hotels are open 24 hours a day. If they are not open, I can complain. Besides, I asked before booking the hotel," Ji Xiang replied.

"You are in really good health. You always said that your stupid roe deer was exhausted from being walked by you every day. I didn't believe it before, but I really believe it now."

"No wonder you don't feel tired after doing so many surgeries every day. No wonder you can go to the emergency department and stay up late when Dr. Meng is on duty. No wonder." Zhao Zhe lamented.

"It's okay. Did you see the patient Li Muzhi yesterday?" Ji Xiang asked.

After getting off the plane yesterday, Deng Chaohong and Zhao Zhe went to see the patient. Ji Xiang was curious and followed Lin Jiuze to find the old man of the Lin family.

Unexpectedly, what the old man of the Lin family brought to Ji Xiang was not gossip, but a magical experience.

After the experience, Ji Xiang looked back at his current medical treatment and immediately felt it was boring.

"I went, the patient's condition is not very good."

"Oh? Are you worried about your recovery?" Ji Xiang asked.

The patient is 29 years old, in good health, and his problem is the Achilles tendon, which will not affect his vital signs.

What Zhao Zhe said is not good. There is a high probability that the patient has a psychological problem.

"Yeah." Zhao Zhe nodded, "It's just like... I once had a colleague who graduated from a prestigious school. After graduation, he was already admitted to a graduate school, but his family was poor and he was anxious to make money to support his family, so he returned to work in Yuanliao City.

"

"His surgery is top-notch. A simple appendectomy is several levels higher than others at first glance. The surgery is so meticulous, and the patient recovers faster than other patients."

It is indeed very strong, especially for simple small surgeries, which can better show your skills.

Ji Xiang nodded, expressing understanding.

As they talked, the two came to the hotel restaurant to have breakfast.

"But something happened later. A family member of the patient came in with a knife. Originally, the patient was not his, but the patient's family members came directly to him because he was sitting near the door."

"As a result, many of the tendons in his right hand were severed, and the functional recovery was not good. After he recovered a little, he didn't dare to do the surgery on his own, so he came to see me. I knew what he thought, so we went on stage for the surgery together."

"When he was down there, he just had functional impairment, but after he got on stage, his hands were shaking so much that he couldn't even hold the knife steady."

Ji Xiang listened to Zhao Zhe's rambling and sighed.

There have been many cases of similar things, but the same thing is that once they happen, a doctor's career is over.

At the very least, the surgeon's career could be over.

From a certain perspective, surgeons and athletes are similar.

In particular, the doctor Zhao Zhe mentioned had his hands shaking after he came on stage. He probably wanted to return to his previous level, but he couldn't achieve it. The accumulation of negative feedback led to tension and the secretion of a large amount of hormones.

There's nothing we can do about it.

"The patient's name is Li Muzhi. He is 29 years old. He looks like a energetic young man, but his face is ugly." Zhao Zhe continued to chatter, "After seeing Professor Deng, he repeatedly asked whether he could participate in this year's National Games and track and field.

Diamond League, keep asking if it can be 100% guaranteed.”

"It's like I can't understand the words. Xiaoji, how can we, as doctors, speak 100% of the time?"

"Indeed." Ji Xiang sighed.

He has experienced the world of football players and understands that they train day after day, year after year just for the dream in their hearts.

But humans are too fragile, and a single oversight can cause irreversible damage to the body.

Zhao Zhe kept talking about Li Muzhi's uneasiness and anxiety when he saw Li Muzhi yesterday. Even eating could not stop him.

After a while, Deng Chaohong came over.

He got up relatively late, and Tang Yan was probably still sleeping in, so he didn't get up until almost the same time, hurriedly washing up, eating, and going to the hospital for surgery together.

"Professor Deng, how is the patient?" Ji Xiang asked politely.

"It's okay. The film shows that the Achilles tendon injury is lighter than Neymar's injury. I think the surgery is fine." Deng Chaohong gave a positive reply.

Ji Xiang had seen the film through remote consultation when he was at the Second Affiliated Hospital. Ji Xiang knew what he was doing, and he didn't ask too many questions.

When the time came, Li Muzhi's coach came to pick up the medical team.

Li Muzhi's coach, whose surname is Zhai, is a tall, strong, middle-aged man with a belly.

It can be seen that Coach Zhai must have been as strong as an ox when he was young.

"Professor Deng, thank you for your hard work soon." Coach Zhai held Deng Chaohong's hand, bent down slightly, and kept saying.

Coach Zhai said politely and wanted to take his hand out, but Coach Zhai's hand was very strong and he held Deng Chaohong's hand tightly and would not let go.

Deng Chaohong shook him, but his strength was no match for Coach Zhai, and he couldn't break away at all.

"Professor Deng, whether Xiao Li's efforts over the years will bear fruit depends on your surgery. It's really not easy for this child. I have taken him with me since he was a child and watched him grow up little by little."

"Xiao Li has talent, but his mentality was unstable when he was young. Every time he entered a competition, he would go crazy and lose his standard. At that time, after the competition, I would beat him up every time. Now that I think about it..."

Coach Zhai held Deng Chaohong's hand and rambled without any logic, even worse than Zhao Zhe.

Ji Xiang could even detect that Coach Zhai was extremely nervous, and his hand holding Deng Chaohong was shaking slightly.

What he said now was more like talking to himself in a nervous mood, and he didn't even notice Deng Chaohong's increasingly ugly face.

"Coach Zhai, don't worry, we will do our best." Deng Chaohong had no choice but to pat the back of Coach Zhai's hand to express comfort.

"The child has worked very hard. Who would have thought that when he was about to get results, he would end up like this." Coach Zhai said with tears streaming down his face.

He is far more nervous and anxious than the average patient's family members.

"Coach Zhai..."

"Professor Deng, please, it's up to you whether Xiao Li can return to normal." Coach Zhai said the same thing.

Whether it is Deng Chaohong, Zhao Zhe or Ji Xiang, they all understand.

Many times before the operation, the patient's family would hold the doctor's hand like this and say the same appeal.

It’s just that Coach Zhai’s health is so good that Deng Chaohong’s hand hurt from being pinched.

"Coach Zhai, if you pinch me again, my bones will be broken, and I'm afraid I won't be able to perform today's surgery." Deng Chaohong had no choice but to talk to Coach Zhai.

Coach Zhai was startled for a moment, then let go of his hand and wiped his face with his sleeve, feeling very embarrassed.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

"Coach Zhai, you are too nervous." Deng Chaohong reassured, "We will do our best during the surgery. Don't worry, we will do our best."

"It's true that I'm too nervous and I'm a little out of control. Don't mind."

The back of Deng Chaohong's hand turned red. He sighed and rubbed his right hand with his left hand to relieve the pain.

Ji Xiang, Zhao Zhe, and Tang Yan were in one car, and Coach Zhai was pulling Deng Chaohong in another car.

"Nervous enough." Zhao Zhe smiled after getting in the car.

"I can't help it. After so many years of hard work, I lost hope just because of an injury. Who else would be willing to accept it?" Ji Xiang sighed deeply as he thought of all the things he had encountered when he felt the same way, as well as the psychological pressure at that time.

When he saw Coach Zhai, he seemed to see "himself". Facing a flying tackle from his teammates behind him, he fell to the ground and was injured.

At that moment, it seemed like the sky was falling.

During the time when he was injured, Ji Xiang's mentality changed countless times. He was no longer strong or hesitant. He was restless every day and couldn't even get a good night's sleep.

Even Ji Xiang clearly remembers that "myself" in his 20s had a patch of white hair before the surgery.

It seemed like countless snowflakes had fallen.

The anxiety and hesitation in my heart cannot be described in words.

So he understood Coach Zhai's gaffe very well, which even if Zhao Zhe was the old head coach, he couldn't empathize with it.

When we arrived at the hospital, there were several people standing at the gate.

When Deng Chaohong got out of the car, two people who seemed to be the patient's parents pulled Deng Chaohong and kept crying.

Alas, although Jixiang could hear what they were saying, he didn't prick up his ears to listen.

Ji Xiang also understands the mentality of the patient's family members very well. At this time, their nervousness has reached the extreme.

When he saw the patient's mother's legs weakening, as if she was about to kneel down for Deng Chaohong, which startled Deng Chaohong and quickly ducked away, Ji Xiang felt extremely sad.

Just like his own parents, although they seemed indifferent to his development, they even knew about Bunyama's surgery before he did, and even hired an actuary.

In the world of empathy, Ji Xiang has experienced a lot. Although he has long been accustomed to strange things, at this moment, there is something strange in his heart.
To be continued...