Rebirth of a Doctor Without Regrets

Chapter 117 Outstanding Individuals

At 11 p.m., a time when medical staff should be resting after a busy day, medical staff should be taking a break.

The conference room of the Department of Cardiac Surgery at Chung Hsin University Second Affiliated Hospital was still brightly lit.

The pale fluorescent lights hummed, illuminating the exhaustion on everyone's faces.

The day before, there were several meetings, both large and small, and today Lin Gaoming convened another meeting with all the doctors in the department.

The attending physicians were still seated at the conference table, with Shen Hao on the left and Zhu Chunhua on the right.

The folding chairs in the conference room were not enough for the resident physicians and trainees, but today several seats were empty in the corner.

It seems that some junior doctors, either unable to withstand the fatigue of the past few days or taking a chance, missed this impromptu meeting.

Lin Gaoming sat at the head of the table, his gaze sweeping over the empty seats. His face instantly darkened, and the atmosphere around him seemed to drop.

He raised his chin, looked at Sun Qiaoqiao standing beside him, and said in an icy tone: "Qiaoqiao, write down the names of all the resident doctors who didn't come or weren't on duty."

Sun Qiaoqiao quickly took out her notebook and started taking notes, her face showing a hint of caution as she dared not say a word.

After Sun Qiaoqiao finished taking notes, Lin Gaoming slammed the thick stack of reports on the conference table with a loud "thud," making everyone present's hearts skip a beat.

"Look at what you've written!" Lin Gaoming's voice suddenly rose, filled with barely concealed anger.

"It's all just official jargon and platitudes, just going through the motions! What do you mean by strengthening learning, improving abilities, and cooperating with work? Is this all you can write?"

I asked you to write reports so that you could come up with practical and feasible measures based on your own circumstances, not so that you could just do a perfunctory job!

His gaze slowly swept over everyone present, his tone full of disappointment: "The evaluation of the provincial-level cardiothoracic disease center is a chance for our hospital to turn things around, and it is also an opportunity for each of you!"

But look at yourselves, you haven't taken this seriously at all, you're all just wasting your time! How can we compete with Chunda First Hospital and the Provincial Hospital if we continue like this? How can we obtain the necessary qualifications?

The crowd was rendered speechless by the insults, and no one dared to look Lin Gaoming in the eye.

Li Lei and the others sat close to Lin Gaoming, their faces covered in his spittle, but they didn't dare to wipe it off, letting it air dry naturally.

Wang Xiao also quietly lowered his head, reflecting on his actions in his heart.

He was indeed in a bit of a rush when he wrote the report last night, and coupled with the fatigue from days of running around, he mostly listed the evaluation criteria one by one. Although there was specific content, it inevitably fell into clichés and couldn't be considered anything new.

As Lin Gaoming said, he really didn't break free from his established way of thinking.

Just as the conference room fell into a deathly silence, Lin Gaoming suddenly bent down, pulled out a report from the stack, and his tone softened considerably, even carrying a hint of approval: "However, not everyone is just going through the motions. Dr. Wang Xiao's report is excellent, full of ideas, and worth studying carefully by everyone."

These words caused an uproar in the room. Heads that had been hanging low were raised, and all eyes were focused on Wang Xiao, filled with surprise and confusion.

Wang Xiao was also stunned and looked up at Lin Gaoming.

Ignoring the commotion, Lin Gaoming picked up Wang Xiao's report and slowly read it aloud: "In terms of technical skills, he volunteered to participate in all the high-difficulty surgeries performed by the three core doctors, Lin Gaoming, Shen Hao, and Zhu Chunhua, observing and learning throughout the process to accumulate surgical experience."

After reading this sentence, Lin Gaoming looked up at everyone, his tone tinged with approval: "Look, you all want to improve their skills, but Wang Xiao wrote very specifically, clearly stating who he wants to learn from and what he wants to learn, instead of just saying something vague like 'strengthen your learning.'"

These words left the doctors present looking at each other in bewilderment. Most of them had also written similar content in their reports, such as "participating in high-difficulty surgeries and accumulating experience." How come Lin Gaoming's report was considered perfunctory, while Wang Xiao's was considered excellent?

The resident doctors in the back row were even more dumbfounded, their gazes towards Wang Xiao filled with envy and incomprehension.

Before anyone could react, Lin Gaoming continued reading, his tone becoming increasingly solemn: "Regarding the treatment of difficult cases, we will focus on patients undergoing secondary valve surgery, proactively connect with outpatient clinics, screen eligible patients, and accumulate clinical cases."

By making secondary valve surgery a specialty of the department and relying on its self-developed ex vivo artificial valve reconstruction technique, the department can enhance its competitiveness in this field.

After this sentence was read, the conference room fell completely silent. The surprise just now instantly turned into shock.

The way everyone looked at Wang Xiao completely changed.

There was shock, admiration, and a touch of disbelief.

Secondary cardiac surgery is something everyone fears. After the heart muscle has been damaged in the first surgery, the surgery becomes extremely difficult, and even the chief surgeon doesn't dare to attempt it lightly.

Wang Xiao, a resident physician, not only performs these procedures but also develops new ones.

"No wonder Director Lin values ​​him so much; he really does have some skills!"

"For a resident physician to achieve this level is truly amazing!"

"Looks like I've been too conservative all along. I could do it too!"

Whispers of discussion rose and fell, mostly praising the doctor, who, after all, was convinced by the doctor's skill.

Li Lei recalled the surgery he performed as Wang Xiao's assistant, and closed his eyes tightly, trying to forget it.

Zhu Chunhua turned her head to look at Wang Xiao, a proud smile curving her lips, her eyes full of approval.

Lin Gaoming raised his hand to signal everyone to be quiet and continued reading: "Regarding the development of the talent pool, Dr. Wang Xiao is willing to take the initiative to undertake the teaching of resident trainees and interns."

After reading this sentence, Lin Gaoming looked at the junior doctors and resident physicians in the back row: "Look at you, even a resident physician like Wang Xiao can think of taking the initiative to teach and cultivate young talent for the department."

In the future, younger students can visit Wang Xiao more often and learn from him, observing how he works and how he improves.

As soon as he finished speaking, Shen Hao, who had been sitting still, suddenly coughed lightly twice.

His expression remained calm, but he slightly raised his eyes to look at Lin Gaoming, with a subtle hint of protest.

Everyone present knew perfectly well that Wang Xiao was part of Zhu Chunhua's treatment team. For junior doctors to go to Wang Xiao's team was, in effect, going to Zhu Chunhua's team.

As the leader of another core treatment group, Shen Hao naturally did not want the young talents in his group to be diverted, nor did he want Zhu Chunhua's group to become stronger.

Lin Gaoming was incredibly perceptive and instantly understood Shen Hao's thoughts.

He glanced at Shen Hao and added in a calm tone, "Of course, Deputy Director Shen Hao's team performs a lot of surgeries, including both routine and level-four surgeries. You can also go to Shen Hao's team to learn more and accumulate more surgical experience."

Just then, Sun Qiaoqiao, who was sitting next to Lin Gaoming, suddenly received a phone call.

She hurried to the conference room door, and soon returned to Lin Gaoming's side. She bent down and whispered in his ear, "Director Lin, the dean has something urgent to discuss with you and needs you to come over now."

Lin Gaoming's brows furrowed instantly, a hint of doubt flashing in his eyes.

It was past 11 p.m. when the dean suddenly called him; it must have been something important.

He stood up, placed Wang Xiao's report on the table, and solemnly addressed the group: "The meeting is adjourned for now. Go back and carefully reflect on your own reports, and submit them revised by 10:00 AM tomorrow. Make a copy of Wang Xiao's report for each of you to study and learn from."

After saying that, he strode out of the conference room, followed closely by Sun Qiaoqiao, leaving only the medical staff in the room looking at each other in bewilderment.