Healing Doctor

Chapter 131 The Freedom of Walking (Bonus Chapter by Alliance Leader Qi Yang x4)

Sure enough, the technician's words confirmed Director Liu's suspicions.

Ji Xiang is a young man who has truly done a good job, not because he is inexperienced.

He recalled the strange attitude of the counselor at Jixiang University and the warnings from his classmates, and knew what to do.

"In Shanghai, many surgeons do a rather rough job. Some say it's because they lack a sense of responsibility, but I think it's because they lack skill." The technician stared blankly as the micro-guidewire was in place and the surgeon inserted the micro-catheter to prepare for angiography, and said softly.

"How skilled is my Dr. Ji?"

"This!" The technician extended his right hand, giving a thumbs-up. "Director Liu, I saw on the surgical notification that it says resident physician?"

"Yes, the first batch that just arrived."

"Wow, that's amazing!" the technician exclaimed in surprise. "I thought he was some young professor, but he's too young. I never expected him to be a resident physician. I really didn't expect that."

As the technician spoke, his gaze pierced through the lead-tinted glass, fixed intently on the surgeon performing the operation.

"Hehe, why do you think that way?" Director Liu felt a little smug.

After all, people are family, and I should be considered a talent scout, no matter what.

"When I watched the surgery, I subconsciously thought that Dr. Xiangming's surgical skills had suddenly improved so much, but when I looked up, it was not him who performed the surgery at all."

The technician spoke in a very low voice, glancing around as she spoke.

You can't let others hear these words, otherwise you'll be in deep trouble if Director Xiangming gets upset.

I can't stand the fact that they only charge less for the extra table fees.

The technician wouldn't want to do something as foolish as losing a thousand yuan a month just to tell the truth.

Moreover, Director Zhao is not petty; he knows very well who he shouldn't offend, especially the technicians.

Director Liu looked at the screen with a smile. The angiography was over, and the microcoil had been inserted.

"Xiao Sun, why didn't we think of doing it this way before?" Director Liu asked.

"Back in the day, I was one of the earliest people in this line of work at our hospital. I became a technician as soon as the circulatory catheterization lab had the machines," the technician said. "The guidewires and catheters used to be so thick that they couldn't be inserted at all. The catheters for neurointerventions have become thinner and thinner. It seems like it wasn't until 13-15 that the catheters for tumor interventions caught up."

Director Liu nodded.

It turned out to be the case.

Based on what the technician had said earlier, he already had his own guess.

Unless absolutely necessary, who would want their life's work to be completely negated? It's their livelihood; only an idiot would smash their own bowl while trying to eat it.

The reason why neurologists are willing to do it is because the mortality rate of aneurysm surgery is too high, and neurosurgeons find it particularly disgusting.

Performing an interventional procedure can eliminate bleeding and directly embolize the aneurysm, greatly increasing the chances of surgical success and reducing the likelihood of medical disputes.

That's why I say, you have to push them a little.

Having roughly sorted out his thoughts, Director Liu became even more interested in Ji Xiang. He'd only just arrived at the hospital, yet he was already proficient in interventional surgery, a relatively "niche" but crucial technique. If he were to stay in the urology department...

So beautiful!

……

In the operating room, Ji Xiang was also very happy after the surgery.

The experience of performing an interventional surgery in real life is slightly different from that in a professional operating room.

Aside from the difference in experience points, the main difference lies in the sense of accomplishment and satisfaction derived from healing and saving lives.

"Ding-dong~"

A system notification sounded.

"Oh ho, a mission!" Ji Xiang looked happily to the upper right corner of his field of vision.

[System Tasks: Preaching, Instructing, and Resolving Doubts]

Task: To improve the interventional surgery skills of Director Zhao of the Interventional Radiology Department.

Task duration: one month.

Task Rewards: +3 random attribute points, +20000 experience points, +20 surgery points.

Ji Xiang was taken aback when he saw the task.

There's already a follow-up quest called "Preaching," so why is there another special quest?

The main problem is that the "Preaching" quest is vaguely described and offers few rewards. The new quest specifically names Director Zhao from the Interventional Department, and the rewards even include 3 random attribute points.

"Dr. Xiao Ji, you're awesome!" Director Zhao took the initiative to assist, removing the arterial sheath and applying pressure bandage to the patient while praising him.

Dr. Zhao had drunk a bit too much during that emergency surgery and forgot some of the details, but he vaguely remembered that Ji Xiang had put a lot of pressure on him at the time.

As a result, when Professor Ma and I were studying the surgery, we had different memories of the procedure, which almost led to a knife fight.

After witnessing a surgery today, Zhao Xiangming confirmed two things: first, Dr. Ji's surgery was truly excellent; second, his subservient and obsequious demeanor during the emergency surgery was indeed due to being drunk.

I always said that no matter how well the surgery was done, it shouldn't be enough for me to treat him as my teacher.

If Dr. Ji stays in the future, I will still be his superior. Any achievements he makes will be due to my good teaching.

Zhao Xiangming shared the same thought as Director Liu.

"Next one," Ji Xiang said calmly.

Director Zhao inwardly praised Ji Xiang for his composure in the face of both honor and disgrace; he had no idea what he was about to face.

The attending physician sent the patient back, and the next patient was brought in. Director Zhao took off his lead apron and stretched his limbs, saying with a smile, "Dr. Xiao Ji, take it off and relax a bit. We look like heavily armored knights from ancient times when we're performing surgery wearing lead aprons."

"No need, we'll be starting soon." Ji Xiang smiled, but the way he looked at Director Zhao was a little strange, as if he were looking at a big piece of fat meat.

With his luck stat increasing, Ji Xiang's eyes had unknowingly dissected Zhao Xiangming, converting it into 3 points of free attribute.

As the next patient was brought in, Ji Xiang scrubbed his hands and laid out a sterile sheet. Zhao Xiangming was a step too late; he was all smiles, which even his lead mask couldn't hide.

"Dr. Ji, I can handle this."

Click~

With the surgical instrument loaded, Ji Xiang fired a shot at Zhao Xiangming without hesitation.

A sharp gaze fell upon Zhao Xiangming.

"..."

The lead apron felt as heavy as a mountain, and Zhao Xiangming's legs went weak. His first thought was whether the wrong patient had been sent to the wrong hospital.

If I'm not mistaken, why would the old director look at me with such a sharp gaze?

He lowered his head and quickly went to find the medical records to verify the patient's name and illness.

"I've checked. Get dressed and come up here," Ji Xiang said casually while disinfecting himself.

Zhao Xiangming's legs trembled, and he even shivered while putting on his clothes.

His DNA was trembling violently; the two polynucleotide chains, with their inward-facing bases unable to resist, began to move outward, and the double helix structure was on the verge of breaking.

RNA formed during DNA tremors is translated into polypeptides, which become proteins and synthesize hormones that act throughout the body.

The nurse looked at him strangely, thinking Zhao Xiangming was experiencing a sudden drop in blood sugar. She asked in a low voice, "Director, are you feeling unwell? Should I give you an IV drip of glucose?"

(End of this chapter)