"I'm over seventy years old, and I won't be detained after seventy years. I don't know whether this matter is true or false."

As he said that, Mr. Gu suddenly laughed.

Everyone was confused.

He was talking, but he didn't stop at all, completing the operation step by step.

"More than 20 years ago, an academic meeting was held in Yangcheng. An old man who attended the meeting went to drink and celebrate after the meeting, but was arrested. It is estimated that it would be fake if he was seventy years old and he was not detained."

"Boss, who are you talking about?" Professor Zhou asked if he didn't understand.

"Hey." Mr. Gu didn't say, "The old man has passed away, so he said it very clearly. But when we learned about this, we were so envious and jealous. We were over seventy years old and could still drink to celebrate. That spirit was so enviable!

I think so, if you don’t have this kind of experience, how did you do tens of thousands of surgeries in your life?"

Ji Xiang did not listen to Mr. Gu’s long-winded gossip, but focused on watching the movements in his hands.

The system NPC surgery is better than Mr. Gu, but the two of them are not the same way.

Mr. Gu knew at a glance that he had been immersed in urology for his whole life and had become familiar with the anatomy structure.

The system NPC has strong capabilities and directly covers departmental surgery that he is not particularly good at.

Mr. Gu’s surgery was obvious, and Ji Xiang watched it in a flash and learned it.

"After that, a department whose full name is going to be blocked for surfing the Internet, hey!"

"Old Gu, you are strict in your control now, but it doesn't hinder us. If you have a disease, you should not get 3, 5, 10 cm. This is the people's beautiful need to improve the quality of life. You should not be biased." President Li was a qualified supporter, and he continued Mr. Gu's words.

"The plastic surgery department of women is very good, but not many men, which is related to this concept." Gu Laodao, "Isn't it just a surgery? What's the big deal? Just go to a regular hospital and don't find private hospitals in the corners and it's okay."

Mr. Gu seemed to have forgotten something, and it seemed to have done it on purpose. Dean Li's face turned dark and choked after hearing this.

"Hahaha." Mr. Gu smiled, but ignored Dean Li's emotions. "The first extension surgery I had was to rush the duck to put it on the shelves."

"Old Gu, please tell me."

Although Dean Li complained about Mr. Gu’s words just now, he thought he was eating and smashing the pot. However, Dean Li knew Mr. Gu’s status in the world very well, so he could only pinch his nose and continue to support him.

"It was in the 1980s. One day, an old man took a young man in his twenties to see a doctor. The young man was bitten by a dog when he was a child, and only a root was left."

"I was stunned when I saw it. What do you think of this? What should I do if I have a root left?"

"The old man made several requirements when meeting, what should be as long as the length of a normal person, what should be as sensible as a normal person."

"This... is too difficult." Dean Li said.

"Yes, I said at the time that I couldn't do it, the surgery could not be done." Gu Lao said, "Who knew that the old man knelt in front of me and burst into tears. My son is a three-generation single-handed family... Although you are young, you are very responsible. We will not leave when we come and are willing to hand over the child to you for an experiment!"

"This kind of surgery cannot be done!" Director Li was very immersed in the role and quickly said, "Three generations of single passes. If the surgery is done, wouldn't you be killed?"

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When he saw Ji Xiang, Mr. Gu was slightly stunned.

Ji Xiang was like a piece of wood, staring at the lab area, with his right hand behind him, his fingers trembling slightly, as if he was playing the piano.

"Doctor Xiaoji." Mr. Gu.

Ji Xiang was silent, and seemed not to hear Mr. Gu call him, but continued to stare at the art area without blinking.

Mo Chenggui felt that Ji Xiang was a little strange today, so he patted Ji Xiang on the back.

"ah?"

"Old Gu called you."

Ji Xiang came back to his senses and half of his energy value that he had not moved much on the system panel in the upper right corner of his vision.

Emmm, what's going on?

What Ji Xiang has always had a headache in the system space is his endurance value, and his energy value is always enough.

But after seeing Mr. Gu’s surgery, half of his energy value was consumed.

He quickly didn't think about the details. If he could talk to the system NPC, he would definitely give himself a satisfactory answer.

"Old Gu." Ji Xiang stopped thinking and turned around and smiled.

"You are looking at it very seriously, what are you thinking?" asked Mr. Gu.

"Your surgery was great, but there are a few points I didn't understand."

"you say."

Ji Xiang said a few things he didn't understand and left the operating room with Mr. Gu's footsteps.

Mo Chenggui looked at Ji Xiang and Mr. Gu's backs and felt confused.

Mr. Gu is a big shot in the industry and a top scholar. Being favored by Mr. Gu is simply a ancestral tomb.

However, how could the ancestral tomb smoke casually?

The cover of the coffin board must be very strong, otherwise it would not be consistent with a materialist's perception of the world.

But Ji Xiang's ancestral tomb seemed to be cooking, with bursts of blue smoke coming out and overwhelmed.

When he was still a reserve training student, he was attracted by Colonel Wang and himself, and went out for surgery, but was attracted by Mr. Gu again.

This person has such good luck.

Just as I was thinking, suddenly the radial styloid stomach suddenly hurt, as if the teacher was using hemostatic forceps to suck himself.

Mo Chenggu shivered.

Mr. Gu explained several doubts to Ji Xiang, and Ji Xiang benefited a lot.

It seemed that Mr. Gu was also quite satisfied, so he waved, "Director Li."

"Hey, I'm here." Dean Li shook his tail and came to Old Gu.

"Go and see your hospitalized patients and observe patients." Mr. Gu.

President Li smiled and said, "Old Mr. Gu, don't worry, we won't do the unprofessional wild way to cook electricity for postoperative patients."

As he said that, he glanced back at Mo Chengru.

"Professor Mo was invited to undergo circumcision surgery on the skin and made a request before negotiating the price."

"Doctor Mo is not bad." Gu Lao praised.

"Don't worry, now it has passed the era of rough development. Our big boss's requirements are strict, strict, and professional, and professional."

Although President Li explained this, Mr. Gu still insisted on looking around.

Stubborn like a donkey.

He looked at the patient's eyes like Professor Mo. Dean Li felt a little disdainful, but he didn't show it. He served Mr. Gu like a dog licking throughout the whole process, repeatedly emphasizing the professionalism of his own hospital, as if he had never done anything about baking electricity to patients before.

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Three hours later, Ji Xiang returned home.

"Dad, I'm back." Ji Xiang greeted after entering the house.

Ji Xiang's father walked out with a walnut. Seeing that Ji Xiang was refreshed and full of energy, he nodded with satisfaction.

"Ji Xiang, I talked to your mother for a while. She means you can just learn whatever you want, without consuming your essence and blood."

"Dad, what do you mean?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Is it me?" Ji Xiang's father smiled slightly, "A man, you should have your own career. Medical care is a big industry, and it is no worse than your grandfather's family to be at the top."

Ji Xiang looked at his old man with a smile and nodded.

"But be careful that your body is real. You see your intermittent pale face. I think it's hypoglycemia. I bought you some chocolate and put it in your room." Ji Xiang's father said, "If you think something is wrong, take a bite."

"Okay." Ji Xiang didn't explain, and chatted with the old man for a few words, changed his clothes and took a hot shower.

While taking a shower, Ji Xiang briefly recalled the surgery he had performed today and the surgery he had observed, and indeed asked what the system NPC questions were.

Although time is almost static in the system, Ji Xiang subconsciously still regards the system NPC as a sweeping monk.

It is a great luck to be able to ask the system NPC, and Ji Xiang is not willing to speak so stutteringly.

Back in the room, Ji Xiang lay on the bed and held his breath and entered the system space.

"teacher."

Ji Xiang had long been used to the hunched figure with his hands behind his back, and he bowed and greeted him politely.

"Here you come."
Chapter completed!