Healing Doctor

Chapter 129 A Visit

"That's settled for now."

In the director's office, Director Liu took the film down, recalled what Ji Xiang had said, and then looked Ji Xiang up and down.

"Dr. Ji."

"What's wrong, Director?"

"Interventional surgery is very difficult, as it involves manipulating a guidewire. When performing laser lithotripsy, the operation of inserting the zebra guidewire into the ureteral orifice has stumped countless doctors."

As Director Liu spoke, he glanced at Ji Xiang out of the corner of his eye.

"In my opinion, your skills are superior to those of Director Zhao Xiangming. How did you manage to do that?"

"I've performed more surgeries than him," Ji Xiang thought to himself.

But he still couldn't say it; Ji Xiang knew what he was doing, so he remained silent.

Seeing that Ji Xiang did not answer his question, Director Liu smiled, realizing that he had asked a bit too much.

Ji Xiang's surgical skills were also quite good; at least he helped himself hold the mirror well during the partial nephrectomy.

After finishing packing up the films, Director Liu turned to leave.

"This is the patient we need. We can try having Director Zhao perform the embolization first, and then we can do the surgery."

"If it's feasible, there's no need to worry about bleeding after partial nephrectomy..."

He stared intently at Ji Xiang with the back of his head.

This child can actually perform interventional surgery! Director Liu has already made up his mind.

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Night deepened.

Ding Yifan stared at the surgical video, studying it repeatedly, without feeling sleepy at all.

An hour earlier, he had called his relatives and friends for help and sent the video to his senior brother.

Ding Yifan was among the first batch of interventional radiology doctors in China to be formally trained. Standing at the pinnacle of interventional radiology, Ding Yifan never imagined that there would be anyone other than his fellow students and a few others who could perform surgery better than him.

The key is!

It's not just a little bit good.

The probability of bleeding after partial nephrectomy is 3-5%. Interventional treatment for bleeding has been included in the urology treatment guidelines and has been recognized by urologists.

I have performed quite a few similar surgeries myself, in fact, a considerable number.

But I've never managed to plug it up so easily on my own.

It's not that Ding Yifan himself couldn't get into a level 4 blood vessel when performing arterial superselection.

The patient lying on the operating table is in at least one state of hemorrhagic shock, and the operation is on a countdown. Standing in the surgeon's position, there is an overwhelming sense of pressure.

It's not enough to just rush into the surgery; we have to seize every opportunity.

Furthermore, you can't directly embolize the renal artery, a branch of the abdominal aorta. If you did, it would be simple, but why don't urologists just remove one kidney?

Ding Yifan usually performs embolization in grade 3 arteries. Going further increases the operation time exponentially and the probability of failure increases significantly.

This is the most cost-effective option.

It takes into account both the treatment of hemorrhagic shock and the preservation of some kidney function as much as possible.

Ding Yifan also knew what the best embolization method was—it was what the surgery in front of him had done.

He is not satisfied.

He didn't believe it.

He felt that the surgery footage was edited in.

After watching it nearly a hundred times, Ding Yifan wasn't concerned about the technique of the microguidewire moving in the blood vessel. He simply couldn't believe that an interventional radiologist whose name he didn't even know could perform the surgery flawlessly.

Yes, it's flawless!

With this level of expertise, the minimum requirement is at least a large, top-tier hospital in Beijing or Shanghai, or even a hospital that can't accommodate everyone domestically and would need to expand overseas.

Ding Yifan even felt that not only he was incapable, but his senior brother was also incapable, and even Boss Qin Chu himself couldn't do it.

None of them in their own faction are capable fighters.

The video is definitely fake, absolutely.

However, Ding Yifan couldn't figure out what was wrong even though his eyes were swollen.

The surgery was performed flawlessly, without a trace of editing even a millisecond. Ding Yifan even thought of the various beauty filters and effects used in live streams, and of Qiao Biluo.

But this is surgery; what DSA machine has a beauty filter function?

Is it the blood vessels that need beautification, or the micro-guidewires?

The other party couldn't possibly have done it with high technical skill; they must have used some underhanded methods.

Reaching the pinnacle of technology is not something that can be achieved overnight; it requires communication and collaboration with peers throughout the long process.

Working in isolation isn't necessarily bad, but it's highly likely to lead to a dead end and prevent any further progress.

How did he do that?

This problem has been troubling Ding Yifan.

In the dead of night, Ding Yifan was startled when his phone suddenly rang, making him shudder.

"Senior brother, have you finished watching the video?" Ding Yifan answered the phone and asked impatiently.

"I've watched it, it wasn't edited."

"Uh..." Ding Yifan was taken aback.

"But it's not that he's particularly skilled. I guess he just happened to come across a surgery that went exceptionally smoothly, and then he cut out the video and sent it to you." The person on the other end laughed heartily and said, "Yifan, you're overthinking it. Did I give you a fright?"

"I was definitely startled."

"If someone in China could perform surgery to this extent, how could we not know?"

"That's what I think too," Ding Yifan said.

"What did you tell them?"

"I asked them to mail me another copy of the surgical video, but I knew in my heart that it was most likely just a coincidence."

"I have a meeting there this weekend, do you have time?"

"Huh?" Ding Yifan was taken aback.

"Your school opening ceremony, though small in scale, is still our event. To use a surgical video that was just made up by chance to slap you in the face is to look down on you and on our teachers."

"!!!"

"That's not how you behave," the person on the other end of the phone said coldly. "Let's go take a look. He dared to mess with our place. Let's go see who he is."

"Okay!" Ding Yifan agreed immediately when he heard his senior brother say that.

Indeed, the other party doesn't understand the rules.

The ultimate goal of any self-organized academic society is undoubtedly to showcase its own superior expertise; how dare that interventional radiology doctor, who came to Ningbo begging for food, come and cause trouble...

If we don't fight back, how will we organize academic societies in the future, and how will we make a name for ourselves in academia?

If we accept this as the case, from now on, even white people will be portrayed as black.

You become the background figure for the other party. The more you achieve in the future, the more the other party will have something to say. On a certain day of a certain month of a certain year, at a conference held by Ding Yifan, someone's surgery shocked the entire audience.

Ding Yifan could come up with countless similar examples himself.

"Okay then, I'll book the tickets and let you know. We'll meet in Fengtian."

"Okay, senior brother." Ding Yifan calmed himself down and hung up the phone.

It's not just me who thinks this way; even my senior brother thinks so, so there's definitely no subjective factor involved.

Ding Yifan watched the surgical video again, thinking to himself.

However, even if the surgery goes smoothly by chance, the surgeon's skill level is extremely high, perhaps even no lower than his own or his senior brother's.

"Be careful," Ding Yifan secretly warned himself.

(End of this chapter)