Falling behind at the start, the first surgery shocked the world.

A barrage of intense gazes fell upon Xia Tian.

Ok?

Was I speaking too loudly?

cough cough...

Deputy Director Ma looked Xia Tian up and down and said with a smile.

"I've seen this young man on Douyin, the one who performed open-chest surgery to save a life at McDonald's and delivered a baby on the high-speed train, right?"

"The newly crowned heartthrob of our provincial hospital."

"Not bad, she's really good-looking."

"I just wonder, between medical skills and good looks, which comes out on top?"

"A 95% success rate? Are you serious?"

"Have you taken into account the possibility of surgical failure and complications during the procedure?"

Is 95% too high?

Actually, I wanted to say 99% in the summer, but 99% is just too amazing and I was worried that it would scare the directors, so I said 95%.

In the end, I still got criticized.

Once you've made that boast, it'll be embarrassing if you stop.

Keep blowing.

"I've considered it."

"That's why I said 95%."

Deputy Director Ma smiled, a hint of mockery in his gaze as he looked at Xia Tian.

"hehe."

"You seem quite confident."

"Then let me ask you, how many liver transplant surgeries have you had?"

They asked about the shortcomings of summer.

He was a recent graduate who hadn't performed more than a few dozen surgeries in total. He had never even had the chance to observe a liver transplant, let alone perform one. Yet, he immediately claimed that he had 95% of the necessary skills.

That sounds like bragging.

It's not really fair to say that we have a system, right?

"I have never had a liver transplant, but I am 95% confident."

Haha ...

Hahahaha...

Deputy Director Fang and Deputy Director Ma both laughed.

"They've never even performed surgery, yet they claim to have a 95% success rate."

"Relying on daydreams?"

Their laughter was full of sarcasm.

Zhang Ming suddenly turned cold and reprimanded the two men.

"What are you laughing at?"

"What's so funny?"

"Last month, a patient had late-stage liver cancer and aortic adhesions. We invited Professor Tan to perform the surgery. After opening the abdomen, Professor Tan gave up the surgery and completed the operation by himself in the summer."

"All the tumors in the patient's body were removed, not even a tiny bit was left on the aorta."

"Even Professor Tan only has a 10% success rate for surgery, but Xia Tian completed it 100%. Which of you could do that?"

In a short time.

The meeting room was completely silent.

Deputy Director Ma coughed for a while, then said awkwardly.

"I heard about this. It wasn't recorded in the operating room, so I don't know how Xia Tian's technique was."

"But any good doctor relies on meticulous training, dedicated learning, and accumulating experience through repeated surgeries."

"Just because he has performed one successful surgery doesn't mean he's an expert."

"Often, skill and luck go hand in hand."

"Perhaps he was lucky last time, but that doesn't mean he'll be lucky every time."

Zhang Ming sneered, his sharp little eyes sweeping over Deputy Director Ma.

"Since you said it was all about luck, you've been a doctor for over ten years, when have you ever relied on luck to perform a level four surgery?"

Relying on luck to get a level 4 surgery?

What a load of rubbish!

Is surgery like playing mahjong? It all comes down to luck...

Deputy Director Ma blushed and retorted with an unpleasant expression.

"Director Zhang, there's no point in saying that."

"You know that's not what I meant..."

Zhang Ming waved his hand impatiently.

"Alright, I don't know what you mean. Since you don't trust Xia Tian, ​​there's nothing more to say."

"The patient isn't from our emergency room, so you'll have to figure it out yourselves."

"Xia, let's go."

I'm not going to argue with a bunch of trash like you.

Waste of time!

The two strode out of the conference room.

"Doctor, are we really not going to treat this patient?"

I'm still a little worried about summer.

Zhang Ming shrugged: "How can we manage it? They don't need us, and I'm not a liver and gallbladder expert."

"but……"

"You're really good at liver transplants?"

Zhang Ming looked Xia Tian up and down, his small eyes filled with great doubt.

I know you're good, but you don't have to be this freakish, do you?

How can someone claim a 95% success rate for a surgery they've never performed?

If Zhang Ming didn't know that Xia Tian was reliable and never boasted, he would have slapped him across the face and told him to teach him a lesson for bragging!

"I can!"

"I'm not good at bragging, but I really am good at liver transplant surgery!"

Summer nodded.

Doctors value seniority, and Xia Tian had no seniority whatsoever. If this were said out loud, people would certainly not trust him. Xia Tian could understand the reactions of Deputy Director Fang and Deputy Director Ma.

Zhang Ming hesitated for a few seconds, then nodded.

"Yes, I believe you."

Ok?

real or fake?

This time, it was Xia Tian's turn to be stunned.

You actually believe that?

Zhang Ming chuckled: "Have you ever heard of telepathy?"

A warm feeling in my heart in summer.

Zhang Ming trusted him unconditionally.

"Thank you, Director."

He bowed deeply to Zhang Ming.

Patting Xia Tian on the shoulder, Zhang Ming smiled and said, "I can feel your confidence. Keep up the good work, young man. It's okay if this surgery can't be done. There's a liver transplant surgery available in the next emergency room, and we'll do it for you."

Should we just give up like this?

I'm not satisfied!

However, he was just a junior resident, and the patient was from the gastroenterology department. He couldn't very well take the patient away from him, could he?

Even Dean Jia doesn't have that authority.

Hey……

This feeling is like dating a beautiful woman for months, finally reaching the point where you're discussing dragons and the Water Curtain Cave, only to... at the crucial moment, she has to leave for something else.

It hurts so much... yet I feel powerless to do anything about it.

Fine, I'll just have to put up with it.

……

Inside the office.

Fang Yuan and Ma Hai exchanged a glance.

puff!

Ma Hai burst out laughing, shaking his head as he laughed.

"Last time, when Director Qi told me that Zhang Ming had gone mad, I didn't believe him, but now I do."

"Zhang Ming is willing to do anything for this summer."

"A resident doctor performing a liver transplant surgery, why doesn't he say he can go to heaven and stand shoulder to shoulder with the sun?"

Fang Yuan's brow remained furrowed; besides Zhang Ming's attitude, he was even more worried about the patient.

"What do we do now?"

Who will perform the surgery?

"Shall we do it together?"

"Should we call Director Qi and ask when he's coming back? If he can come back within three days, we'll wait for him to return for the surgery."

Ma Hai hesitated for a moment, then took out his phone.

"I'll give Director Qi a call."

Qi Changfeng took his annual leave, claiming he was going on vacation, but in reality he went to Beijing to invite one of the "Twelfth Young Masters of Beijing" back.

beep...

The call connected, and Qi Changfeng's voice came through.

"Hey, Little Horse, what's up?"

"Something's come up, it's like this..." Ma Hai recounted the situation of the liver transplant patient, including what had just happened in the office.

Ma Hai laughed and said, "Zhang Ming is crazy. He actually believes that a resident doctor can perform a liver transplant."

"That resident doctor was also interesting; he had never performed a liver transplant before, yet he dared to say he was 95% confident."

"I'm not afraid of making a fool of myself if I say it!"

Qi Changfeng's deep voice came through: "That resident doctor is Xia Tian, ​​right?"

"Yes, that's him."

"Young calves are fearless, daring to say anything outrageous, it's hilarious."

At this time.

Qi Changfeng's soft voice drifted over.

"Let him do it."