Healing Doctor

Chapter 132 Different

Zhao Xiangming seemed not to hear what the nurse said. He took two deep breaths while the nurse was tying the straps of his sterile gown.

By forcibly suppressing the effects of hormones in his body, Zhao Xiangming's legs stopped trembling, and he turned and went on stage.

but!

Ji Xiang stood in the assistant's position.

Zhao Xiangming paused for a moment, "Um..."

"You perform the surgery," Ji Xiang said briefly.

Zhao Xiangming's bladder sphincter suddenly tightened, then relaxed, releasing a warm sensation. He forced himself to hold it in, stammering, "I...I..."

"Didn't we just see that?" Ji Xiang looked at Zhao Xiangming, the full power of the [Superior Doctor's Gaze] was applied to him.

However, the result was beyond Ji Xiang's expectations. Instead of making Zhao Xiangming more focused, the "gaze of the senior doctor" directly overwhelmed him.

So this is the side effect of skill enhancement. Ji Xiang shrugged and looked up at the sky.

It appears that Zhao Xiangming will not be able to have surgery, which Ji Xiang regrets.

Moreover, the enhanced version of the "Superior Doctor's Gaze" is so powerful that it's no wonder an explanation was added.

This thing is becoming increasingly useless.

Ji Xiang's muscle memory also showed that Zhao Xiangming was unable to perform the surgery, so he did not force him and stood in the surgeon's position to begin the procedure.

The airtight lead door was closed, and Director Liu and the technician looked bewildered, not knowing what had happened inside.

"What's wrong with Director Zhao?" Director Liu asked.

"I don't know," the nurse said, looking puzzled. "She was just putting on her lead apron and scrubbing her hands perfectly fine a moment ago, but after saying one sentence, she seemed like a completely different person."

"..." Director Liu vaguely sensed that something had happened, but he wasn't sure.

Through the leaded glass, Director Liu saw Ji Xiang move from the assistant's position to the surgeon's position, but he ignored Director Liu and began the surgery on his own.

Soon, the technician's eyes widened. As if bewitched, he climbed onto the table and peered through the leaded glass.

"What's wrong?" Director Liu felt something was off; everyone was acting strangely.

I reached out and tugged at the technician; I was fine, nothing seemed amiss.

"Director Liu, who is this person you brought?!"

"Huh?" Director Liu was stunned. Who was it? Could it be a monster that had revealed itself?

He took a closer look at Ji Xiang, who was undergoing surgery inside. He was a tall man, over 1.8 meters, and very robust. He didn't show his tail.

"Crossing hands! Holy crap, that's incredible!" the technician exclaimed in a low voice.

"What does 'alternating left and right hand operation' mean?" Director Liu asked.

Although the technician was pulled down, he still stared intently at Ji Xiang, who was performing surgery inside. He acted as if he hadn't heard what Director Liu asked him.

"Xiao Sun, I'm asking you a question, what's wrong with you?" Director Liu said, somewhat displeased.

"Director Liu, it's like this." The technician's eyes remained fixed on Ji Xiang. "In the beginning, when interventional surgeries were performed in China, there were very few people. Nobody was willing to crawl in and handle the sutures. So, they didn't have any assistants."

"No assistant? Do it yourself?" Director Liu was taken aback.

"Yes, so you use your right hand to push the guidewire in, while your left hand is used by an assistant to hold the guidewire. I've only heard about it; apparently, this kind of operation is extremely difficult."

The technician chose an odd angle and looked inside through the leaded glass. He could only see a little bit, but even so, he stared intently at Ji Xiang's movements without blinking.

"!!!"

"Where did you find this person? Who is his teacher? Ling Feng, the president of Xuanwu Hospital? That can't be right, her student Wang Daming is already the director of a hospital in the capital. Xu Ke from the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine? That can't be right either, Professor Xu has been a president for a long time and no longer mentors students..."

The technician muttered to himself, saying five or six names in a row, but he rejected each one.

"Hey, feed him." Director Liu clearly sensed that this was a big piece of gossip. Although he could see that Ji Xiang was crossing his hands when he observed his hand movements, he had no idea what was so impressive about it.

"Ah, Director Liu... right, I need to check the screen, don't let this teacher yell at me later." The technician snapped out of her daze and reluctantly looked away.

"Who is Ling Feng?" Director Liu asked.

The technician looked at Director Liu with the same expression one would give an idiot. "I heard about it a long time ago."

He spoke while staring intently at the screen, looking completely absorbed.

"That surgery was amazing!"

"Go on, we can review the surgical video later." Director Liu was filled with curiosity.

"After the reform and opening up, an old expert from the 912 Project found eight or ten students, one of whom was Professor Ling Feng, and they began to study neurointerventional surgery. Later, Professor Ling Feng became the president of Xuanwu Hospital, and her students became the directors of the neurointerventional departments of the capital hospitals, top experts in China."

It was like a secret tale from the underworld, a piece of gossip, and Director Liu listened with great interest.

"I believe that Teacher Lingfeng can perform the technique with both hands simultaneously, but there's no reason for him to teach it to a young man. Even if there are fewer people now, it's still better than back then. Learning this stuff is useless; there are plenty of assistants available." The technician muttered under his breath.

"Yes, it's not very useful." Director Liu looked at the screen. "But I think the surgery went very smoothly."

"What are you saying!" the technician suddenly roared in a low voice, his voice as fierce as a tiger.

"..."

"Is this going smoothly? This is incredibly smooth! Look here!" The technician pointed to the time on the screen. "3 minutes and 22 seconds, we've already overselected a level 4 vessel. Director Zhao usually doesn't overselect this deep, but even a level 3 vessel would take at least 20-30 minutes."

Director Liu was speechless.

"That's incredible, absolutely incredible!" The technician didn't realize he was losing his composure. He looked up at Ji Xiang, who was operating the machine with his hands crossed on the other side of the leaded glass, and looked down at the screen, unable to look away from either of them.

For a moment, he hesitated.

However, Ji Xiang's LV9 interventional surgery is extremely fast. Superselection of grade 4 blood vessels is no obstacle for him at all, and he succeeds on the first try.

Angiography was performed, a coil was inserted, and then a blood vessel was embolized.

The surgery was performed so cleanly that even with a critical eye, no problems could be found.

The technician was somewhat bewildered, staring blankly at Ji Xiang's hands performing surgery behind the lead-tinted glass, his feelings a mix of emotions.

"The surgery was done really quickly." Director Liu was impressed by how quickly one of the tumor's blood vessels had been blocked, and praised him softly.

"What are you saying!" the technician snapped, clearly annoyed.

He said the same thing again, but with even greater anger than before.

"Is there no discipline here?!" Director Liu felt that Xiao Sun was acting strangely today.

The technician was from the interventional radiology department, a relatively low-level medical staff member in the entire hospital. Usually, he saw that the smile on his face was like a chrysanthemum. When had he ever dared to speak to him so loudly?

But today, it seems like everyone is different.

Including Ji Xiang, Director Zhao, and Technician Sun, it seems that only he is normal.

(End of this chapter)