Doctor of Healing

Chapter 689 No Contrast No Harm

"Oh? It looks pretty good. Or you have to be a world-class star, with a really strong self-healing ability and no flaws." Ji Xiang came over and glanced at Neymar's MRI image, and said with a smile.

"..."

Where is this not bad,
This is already a god-level effect, okay?

Lin Jiuze slandered in his heart, he felt that Ji Xiang was in Versailles.

But Jixiang only talked about Neymar's self-healing ability, not that the operation was done well, which made Lin Jiuze feel weak even when he complained.

He wanted to chat with Ji Xiang.

But Ji Xiang only gave a simple evaluation and went to work on his own affairs, and Ji Xiang didn't care about the rest of the video content.

Lin Jiu watched the physical examination and physical test data for a long time, and finally opened the video.

Neymar's face appeared in the video. He spoke Portuguese, but Lin Jiu didn't understand a word.

"Just to keep in mind, the guy in my family didn't know the severity of the attack, and even injured the dragon, tell me." The strong man sighed.

"Yes, there are not many opportunities to be shirtless now." Ji Xiang echoed.

He didn't have an impression flow, but called out Neymar's first re-examined MRI image and Wen Banyama's image data for a screen comparison.

With a move in his heart, Lin Jiu didn't open the email, but closed his own mailbox, and began to sort out various data of Neymar.

After more than an hour of summarizing, Lin Jiu printed out the summarized data and handed it to Ji Xiang.

He began to record and compare the situation of Neymar and Wen Banya within 5 days after the operation.

Now that the control group for the front and rear foot surgery is falling from the sky, it is still the information of Wenban Yama, who is also a sports athlete and a top athlete. How can Lin Jiuze not be in a hurry.

The recovery was too fast, Lin Jiu said habitually.

"I thought you were a big brother in society." Ji Xiang smiled.

There is no harm without comparison.

Lin Jiu opened the mailbox like a thief, and saw that it was from the teacher Tang Chenghua.According to the size of the mail, it should be the MRI images and data of Wenban Yama.

"It's okay, I can feel it, but it doesn't hurt. Let's do it, I'm not so delicate." The strong man said, "Little brother, you have to watch carefully when you get married. This is a lifelong event. Look at me, a bloody lesson ah."

"I'll try my best." The hemostatic forceps in Ji Xiang's hand clamped the strong man's skin, comparing the scales on the left and right.

"By the way, how did you do this?"

Compared with MRI, the medical treatment that Massachusetts General Hospital is proud of has been almost destroyed by nuclear bombs.

A beep sounds.

Being blessed by the Archangel, Lin Jiuze always remembered this description.

"Does it hurt?" Ji Xiang pricked the strong man's skin with a horn needle and asked.

However, judging from the images within 5 days after the operation, Lin Jiu believed that Ji Xiang's surgery was at least one level higher than that of sports medicine experts at Massachusetts General Hospital, and had reached the level of Curry's Achilles tendon surgery.

Zhao Zhe may not know what data Ji Xiang needs to write a thesis, but Lin Jiu knows it.

It's a pity that one knife went down and split the dragon in half.

While the MRI of the control group showed a small amount of effusion.

After Jixiang's operation, the area around the Achilles tendon was clean and there was no effusion. It seemed that the Achilles tendon had never been operated on at all.

After clicking on the file, Lin Jiu saw the MRI image of Wen Banyama's Achilles tendon.

"I got this dragon tattooed when I was young and ignorant. At that time, I thought it was really majestic to have a tattoo." Although the strong man looked scary, he spoke kindly.

Judging from the MRI images of Neymar and Vinbanyama 3 days after the operation, the level of surgery will be judged.

"Damn, there are so many big brothers in society." The strong man said, "At that time, I was a teenager and rebellious. I went to Xueyuan Road to do a part-time job during the holidays, and I added living expenses to get such a dragon tattoo. Actually, a few days ago I want to wash it off in [-], but tattoo washing is much more painful than tattooing."

Ji Xiang is suturing in the treatment room of the emergency department.

……

The camera flashed and came to the green field. Neymar had already started training. Unlike the previous video, he could only simply jump around on the green field.

It seems that Neymar's body is fine, and after a period of training, he should be able to participate in next year's World Cup.

Lin Jiu was silent for a long time, then started his work.

After getting off work, Lin Jiu pretended nothing happened, greeted Ji Xiang, and returned to his residence.

But Neymar's thumbs up says it all.

Step by step, it's fine.

The effusion is so glaring on the image, it casts a shadow over Wenbanyama's recovery.

There is effusion near the Achilles tendon operation area. Although the amount of effusion is not much, as long as there is effusion, it will affect the recovery to a certain extent.

There is not much relevant content. Although Neymar has recovered well, he did not dare to exercise a lot at the beginning.

Without even taking off his shoes, he hurried into the room and turned on the computer.

Ji Xiang is sewing.

"Boom~"

Lin Jiu glanced at Ji Xiang's mailbox and saw that there was no new letter. He was startled for a moment, and immediately remembered that it was his own mailbox.

Looking back at Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe, they are working very attentively.

This difference is too obvious.

"Little brother, sew well, each scale must be aligned, neatly." The strong man said in a low voice.

The sterile cap on his head was already leaking with sweat.

Unknowingly, the balance in Lin Jiuze's heart tilted again.

At this time, Ji Xiang, whose weight in Lin Jiuze's heart has increased again, is in a state of desperation.

The patient has big shoulders and a round waist, with a ferocious dragon tattooed on his back.

Really strong!

Although this kind of work is absolutely impossible to publish papers, Lin Jiu thinks it is meaningful.

He stared intently at the two images on the computer, and after an unknown amount of time, he let out a sigh.

Lin Jiu was slightly moved.

Only with comparison can we have a clearer understanding.

"The doctor said it should be under general anesthesia? I thought about it or forget it. I'm already this age, so why talk so much."

The tattoo master is a master, and this dragon pattern is lifelike.Although the patient was fatter than when the tattoo was done, which caused the dragon to deform, it had no fundamental effect.

Almost the same operation, on one screen, it was like Jixiang was competing and fighting with Wenbanyama's medical team and Massachusetts General Hospital's sports medicine experts.

Doing scientific research requires a control group. If you use the recovery of ordinary people as a comparison, you will always be a little dissatisfied.

"Isn't it because I went out to drink some wine, my guy chased me with a knife and cut me down for three blocks."

"..."

"What's the matter with drinking some wine, what's the matter! This woman just needs to be beaten." The strong man said fiercely.

Ji Xiang smiled, if he was so fierce, it must not be him who is suturing in the treatment room, but his wife.

(End of this chapter)