Mr. Wu was very patient with the patient. He did not stand in front of the patient and talk to the patient condescendingly, but squatted and took an equal attitude to reason with the patient in a gentle and slow manner.

Sometimes it is difficult for doctors to deal with a lot of things "at their discretion".

Mr. Wu did a good job in this regard and was very patient.

Ji Xiang observed carefully, but did not see the patient's family.

Although Ding cancer is more malignant than liver cancer and pancreatic cancer, it is cancer after all, so how can the patient's family disappear without a trace?

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Another new question appeared in Ji Xiang's mind.

This question made Ji Xiang puzzled.

He was full of doubt and silently looked at the patient and Mr. Wu.

Mr. Wu comforted him for about ten minutes before patting the patient's shoulder and holding him onto the bed.

"I'll bring you some food when I order it later." Mr. Wu said.

Jing Liang was indifferent to Mr. Wu's kindness, as if he was dead, only a body left, without any hope.

"Oh." Mr. Wu sighed softly and turned around and left.

"Mr. Wu." After leaving the ward ten meters, Ji Xiang asked in a low voice, "Where is the patient's family?"

"I don't know, I probably have a divorce." Mr. Wu said.

Divorce? Not so! Ji Xiang was stunned.

It depends on the patient's age about fifty years old. If it is a teenage couple, it seems that the passion should fade away at this time.

Even if we cannot support each other, we should not add to the wrong side.

"Mr. Wu, the patient is too much." Lu Kai complained disdainfully, "You said you would order food for him, but he didn't even say thank you."

Mr. Wu shook his head and wanted to explain, but when he spoke, he felt bored, boring, meaningless, and turned into silence.

"Lu Kai, I'll give you a task." Mr. Wu said, "I'm optimistic about this patient. I'll tell Colonel Wang tomorrow, hurry up and get out of the hospital, don't make any trouble in the hospital."

"Mr. Wu, do similar patients often have problems?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Occasionally, but compared with other patients, it is the kind that is prone to problems." Mr. Wu said, "We are not his relatives either. We are not related by blood. We can only take good care of our time in the hospital."

"Don't worry, leave it to me!"

When he arrived at the doctor's office, Lu Kai patted his chest and said, "It's not that I'm boasting, I'm patient and careful with the patient, so there will definitely be no accident."

"Praise Haikou? Why don't you praise Sanya?" Mr. Wu laughed.

"I won't praise Sanya. Can I praise Sanga Yuya?"

Lu Kai and Mr. Wu are really a perfect match, and they are both closely matched.

The two laughed and were having fun.

Ji Xiang didn't have the heart to think about how to talk about Yuya Mikami. The patients he originally thought were completely different from those he saw with his own eyes.

In cognition, the patient should be surrounded by family members. Although no one said anything, the meticulous care is the most basic.

In reality, the patient is alone and in a silence.

In cognition, patients will fight with themselves and adapt to changes after the total resection of Ding cancer. After all, being alive is the most important.

In reality, before the operation was enough, the patient seemed to have fallen into the bottomless abyss and was in a terrible state of depression.

The most terrifying thing is that there is not even a family member around you.

And Mr. Wu seemed to know something, but he was unwilling to mention it.

As all kinds of questions gathered together, Ji Xiang became more and more curious.

He tried hard to dispel his curiosity because it was not so easy to empathize with him this time.

Curiosity kills the cat.

Ji Xiang is also afraid of causing irreparable psychological trauma to himself.

He asked Mr. Wu tentatively, but Mr. Wu kept talking about his side and ignored Ji Xiang's questions at all.

This is even more strange!

During this period of contact, Ji Xiang knew about Mr. Wu and knew that he was worthy of his fellow man.

What's the secret?

"Order the meal." Mr. Wu took out his cell phone and asked, "Xiao Ji, what do you like to eat? Let's go together."

"Mr. Wu, I just had it." Ji Xiang sat on the chair thinking about the patient named Jing Liang, who was not interested in eating at all.

Mr. Wu was not polite and started to order meals with Lu Kai while talking and laughing.

"Mr. Wu, when my training is over, you will probably lead the team." Lu Kai said with a smile, "I will invite you to fly a knife at that time. You go to our place. I will cook for you in a big iron pot.

!”

"Don't let it go, flying knife?"

"Ah?" Lu Kai was stunned for a moment, "Is it difficult to lead a team? Or do you want to go to our place."

"It's not difficult for me to lead the team, at least I'm confident, but are you sure you can be qualified to hire a professor to fly to the flying knife? I don't even say how much money you can give." Mr. Wu said contemptuously.

Lu Kai was stunned, "Is there any explanation here?"

"Of course, after you go back, your eldest director is here, can he let you go to the professor to fly? Then the time comes, you, Lu Kai, have a relationship in the provincial capital, and you will instantly suppress the old director. If you are,

Director, what do you think?”

"Don't."

Lu Kai really never thought about this.

"After going back, it is very important to give gifts to the old director during festivals." Mr. Wu said lazily.

These are all experiences after being beaten by society. Lu Kaihe is willing to do so. Although he is a little clumsy and his brain is average, he is happy to chat. Mr. Wu doesn't mind talking more.

"Mr. Wu, tell me."

"First of all, you have to keep giving gifts. If you give gifts in the first year and don't give gifts in the second year, people will definitely think you are negligent. It's better to pretend to be stupid at the beginning. This is very important."

Lu Kai nodded seriously. He was not stupid, knowing that what Mr. Wu said was all good words.

“Second…”

Mr. Wu taught Lu Kai the experience, but Ji Xiang didn't listen at all. To him, it was a matter of another world and had nothing to do with him.

Ji Xiang was thinking about the patient in his mind, and more and more strange things made Ji Xiang feel uncomfortable.

Ji Xiang knew that many unreasonable things were caused by his lack of clinical experience.

Surgical skills can be improved, but clinical experience can only be slowly... not, and you can also accumulate quickly by empathy.

But this empathy is a bit annoying, and Ji Xiang's mentality has begun to change without realizing it.

"Mr. Wu, how much is the right thing for me to give?" Lu Kai asked sadly after hearing Mr. Wu's words, "It seems bad to get money directly. If you give tea or something, what if the old director doesn't know how much it costs.

"

"Tell him that this tea is enough to be sentenced to life." Mr. Wu said disdainfully.

"Hahaha, the little life is getting more and more verdicts."

"Of course it's Moutai, who can give gifts and tea?" Mr. Wu said in a stressful tone.

He suddenly increased the volume and woke Ji Xiang up.
Chapter completed!