Doctor of Healing

Chapter 696 What I Want Is Not Money, It's An Attitude
Meng Qingfei didn't smell alcohol on the patient, but he still asked around.

"I'll finish sewing in a while, and I need a tetanus. Have you been drinking?"

"No."

After receiving an affirmative answer, Meng Qingfei stopped talking. He could feel that the patient was carrying endless troubles, so he subconsciously stayed away from these troubles.

His trauma looked a bit complicated, but compared with the black urine disease just now, it was very simple, and Meng Qingfei didn't want to be troublesome.

The less trouble, the better.

Meng Qingfei had no interest in knowing why the patient was so stubborn.

Meng Qingfei thought so, but Ji Xiang didn't think so.

Ji Xiang also felt that something was wrong with the patient, but he couldn't explain it clearly.

Seeing that Meng Qingfei was going to pack up his things and clear the wound, he asked for the key again to change his clothes.

When he came to the duty room, Ji Xiang focused slightly and came to the operating room of the system.

"Teacher, hello." Ji Xiang bowed and greeted the system NPC politely.

"Here we come." The system npc smiled.

"Teacher, I just met a weird patient in the emergency department."

Jixiang told the system npc about the patient with facial trauma.

"Oh, what do you want to do?" the system npc asked softly, bowing his waist without looking at Ji Xiang.

"I suspect that the patient has a mental illness. If so, the guardian must be seen. Although the patient may have a similar illness, leaving scars on the face is also called disfigurement, which is not good."

Ji Xiang speaks out his thoughts.

The system npc smiled, and kindness overflowed on his wrinkled face.

"Isn't that right, teacher?" Ji Xiang was stunned for a moment, he knew a little about the system npc, and knew that once the old man showed such an expression, it would be a wrong guess.

"I didn't see the patient you saw. I just listened to what you said. With subjective consciousness, your judgment is likely to be wrong." The system npc said in the doctor's way of speaking, and took the blame first.

Ji Xiang scratched his head, the doctor was really squeamish in speaking, probably there are lawyers and other professions who talk like this.

"However, I feel that the patient you mentioned is unlikely to have a mental illness." The system npc said.

"But he didn't care about the wound on his face at all. He didn't cover it with his hands when he came in, and he wasn't nervous at all, as if someone else was injured." Ji Xiang said.

"anything else?"

"Or is there a hobby in this area? This seems to be considered a mental illness." Ji Xiang thought of another explanation.

"I have a similar empathy, do you want to try it?" the system npc asked.

"???"

Ji Xiang was stunned.

Do I have to experience the world of depression patients who came to the hospital early in the morning to take pictures and post photos to the group?

However, the system npc made it very clear that he did not consider this patient to be a mental illness.

Ji Xiang hesitated for a moment, before he had time to ask the system NPC about black diabetes, he nodded, and was going to see what this strange patient had gone through.

"For this kind of patient, I suggest that you feel it from the perspective of a bystander." The system npc said.

"Okay, teacher."

When he came to the surgery room next door, the light flickered, and Ji Xiang seemed to see an indescribable smile on the face of the system npc.

I closed my eyes, and suddenly there was a musty smell coming from my side.

This is……

Ji Xiang opened his eyes and saw a place of garbage, a coffee table piled with chicken bones, and a young woman lying on the sofa watching dramas.

"Ji Xiang, why did you come back!" the woman said dissatisfied.

"..." Ji Xiang was startled, and he began to try to remember.

Unlike patients with depression who cannot recall their previous experiences, this time the memory of the object of empathy clearly appeared in their minds.

"I" is 28 years old, a business manager of a company, and has just returned home from a business trip for half a month.

This person in the family is "my" wife. After 2 years of marriage, my wife is pregnant.

Because I want to have a child, "I" work very hard.

But it seems that there is never enough money to spend.

Ji Xiang had a rough understanding of the current situation. "I" had already changed his shoes, took off his coat and started cleaning up the house.

"I" started tidying up from the kitchen familiarly.

In the kitchen, the mountains of bowls and chopsticks have already grown hairs, and even Ji Xiang vaguely saw mushrooms growing out.

This should be left over from the woman who ate a few meals at home when "I" was on a business trip. If it wasn't for half a month, mushrooms wouldn't grow at all.

This is too much!
Ji Xiang has never seen such a lazy person.

Although Ji Xiang himself is not willing to do housework, it is unimaginable for Ji Xiang to be so lazy that mushrooms grow on the table and chopsticks at home.

The smell I smelled just now is probably the mold smell from the tableware. After a long time, I don't know if it will cause mold pneumonia.

"Myself" is very diligent, cleaning up the house as soon as possible.

"Jixiang, I have a happy event for you." The young woman was lying on the sofa, not even thinking of helping.

"Linlin, what's wrong?" "I" asked.

"My brother's girlfriend is pregnant. This kid is quite powerful. When he came to the house some time ago, he said he wanted to make his girlfriend's belly bigger. He did it so quickly."

"..." From the perspective of a bystander, Ji Xiang couldn't bear to look down.

It doesn't matter if the room is dirty or messy, these three views can be pulled out and exiled to Ninggu Tower.

But then again, what did the people of Mudanjiang do wrong, why should they be exiled to Ningguta?

"Uh..." "Myself" didn't speak, as if he had noticed something, his hands shaking the dishes.

"My younger brother is going to get married. The dowry will cost 30 yuan. To buy a house, a down payment of 65 yuan will do."

"..." "I" still didn't speak.

"Ji Xiang, you are talking!"

"Very good, congratulations." "Myself" perfunctory.

"My parents came here yesterday, and we discussed it. The family has no money, but my younger brother is anxious. The woman said that this is already the lowest price, and it can't be cheaper."

"Her family said that what she wanted was not money, but an attitude."

"I" remained silent, and Ji Xiang sensed the complicated state of mind, watching this scene with great interest.

Usually, I always hear that there are some Fudimo, but I didn't expect the system NPC to throw me into the home of a Fudimo.

"My brother is getting married, we have to help." The woman said firmly.

"I" smiled wryly, "That's for sure, for sure."

After finishing speaking, "I" sighed deeply, knowing that I couldn't hide, so I asked, "Then what, this money is a bit too much, I calculated that it needs to be less than 100 million, and our family doesn't have that much money." .My salary card is in your hands, and I have to subsidize my brother-in-law about [-] yuan every month. It seems that the family savings are not much."

"Ji Xiang! Are you fucking trying to settle accounts with me?!" the woman screamed.

(End of this chapter)