Healing Doctor

Chapter 138 What do the hospital leaders value?

After surgery and eating, Ji Xiang started writing medical records without taking a break.

Each medical team was very busy. Although I had completed a very rewarding task by being temporarily "reassigned" by Director Liu, the work of the medical team could not be delayed.

Knowing that Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang wouldn't make things difficult for him over this, Ji Xiang still conscientiously completed the task that was originally his.

Actually, there's no such thing as belonging or not belonging; it's all just convention.

It's fine to use Director Liu to pressure Professor Mo, but Ji Xiang genuinely likes Mo Chenggui and Colonel Wang. It's just a small job, so it doesn't matter to him.

Mr. Wu walked in with dental floss in his mouth. He saw Ji Xiang writing a medical record and his heart stirred slightly.

Mr. Wu had mixed feelings about this junior resident trainee, and he couldn't quite explain them himself. In particular, he felt indebted to Ji Xiang and was always thinking about how to repay him.

Ke Jixiang was no ordinary resident trainee. He had been poached by Colonel Wang and Professor Mo early on, and had only been there a few days before gaining the favor of the director.

As someone who has been through it all, Mr. Wu feels he still has a way to give back to Jixiang.

He walked over and sat down next to Ji Xiang. "Dr. Ji, are you busy?"

"Hmm." Ji Xiang typed on the keyboard, concentrating on writing the medical record. "Didn't Mr. Wu have many emergency cases today?"

"I performed two laser lithotripsy surgeries this morning," Mr. Wu said with a smile. He first made it clear that he knew he owed Ji Xiang a favor.

"Dr. Ji, it's good to work, but you can't just work without watching where you're going."

"Oh?" Ji Xiang turned his head. "Mr. Wu, what are you looking at?"

Seeing that Ji Xiang genuinely didn't know, General Manager Wu felt somewhat smug.

"Dr. Ji, I have a question for you."

As he spoke, Mr. Wu waved and beckoned Lu Kai over.

"Mr. Wu, your question is a bit simplistic," Lu Kai said with a smile. "Hospitals are places where skills matter. What kind of doctors do leaders like? They like doctors who can get the job done."

There's nothing wrong with what he said, but Ji Xiang felt it was incorrect.

Mr. Wu scoffed, "Doctors who perform many surgeries and see many patients are just passing grade. They have no right to use that as a reason to talk about bonuses and benefits, and naturally, they have no right to make the leaders think of them all the time."

"Mr. Wu, you mean things that make the hospital leaders look good when reporting to provincial and municipal leaders?" Ji Xiang pondered and guessed.

Mr. Wu was taken aback; Ji Xiang had actually "guessed" the correct answer.

Many veteran doctors complain about unfair treatment from their superiors, yet they haven't figured out what the superiors actually need.

"Your position determines your perspective." When I was young, I thought this saying was nonsensical, but now I see it as the truth.

What is needed is a backend and a background, but not entirely.

Climbing the ranks on one's own... Ji Xiang is right, and perhaps we should add one more thing—things that allow leaders to brag at the dinner table, saying that it's better than other hospitals.

"Dr. Ji, what do you think?"

Ji Xiang scratched his head. "Mr. Wu, I was just guessing randomly. Could you explain?"

"Doctors don't need skills?" Lu Kai was somewhat surprised; President Wu's words had overturned his worldview.

"We have several research projects and launch several new projects every year. These are all things that the institute's leaders value." General Manager Wu glanced at Lu Kai, then stared at Ji Xiang and said earnestly.

"If that's the case, even if the surgery is terrible, in the eyes of the leadership you're still a top-notch doctor. For example, a cardiothoracic surgeon at a certain hospital encountered a case of aortic dissection."

"They don't have a vascular department or an interventional department. The head of the thoracic surgery department directly submits new project applications, putting patients on a pedestal."

"Mr. Wu, I've heard that it's quite easy to step down from a high-class position," Lu Kai said.

"Easy? That's easy for those who know how, and difficult for those who don't," Mr. Wu said disdainfully.

He was more familiar with Lu Kai, and they talked like buddies, without any airs.

"And then?" Lu Kai asked.

"Because I had never done it before, I got nervous during the surgery and ended up putting the support frame upside down."

"!!!" Ji Xiang was stunned. Surgery could be done like this?!

"Then I'll risk my life!" Lu Kai exclaimed in surprise.

"They were lucky. They did it haphazardly, and nothing happened. The patient was discharged without any surgery to open the aorta or change the direction of the frame."

"Tsk tsk."

"I heard it from a magnanimous person; this is what new technology is all about." Instead of dwelling on a medical malpractice incident, General Manager Wu steered the conversation back on track: "A new technology that can win a provincial science and technology progress award and publish a few articles is more likely to gain recognition from the hospital than treating a patient."

"That's it?" Lu Kai asked, puzzled.

His values ​​are definitely not like that.

Ji Xiang pondered silently.

"Yes, that's it!" Mr. Wu emphasized, "Without scientific research and papers, even if you can perform surgery that can carve patterns on a grain of rice, or cure diseases with medicine, it's all useless."

"Don't even mention ordinary doctors, what about Nobel laureates? They still have to publish papers. Funders don't understand what advanced technology you're researching; you have to regularly produce results to show them you're working."

Lu Kai stared in disbelief.

In his view, what Mr. Wu described was something only the top doctors could do.

Even the most effective medicine is useless; such absurd things still happen in this world.

Even so, you might still be an old attending physician or resident physician even when you're sixty.

"Mr. Wu, I heard that Zhao Tianjiao has started writing his thesis. Is that what you mean?" Ji Xiang asked.

"What? Zhao Tianjiao has started writing his thesis? Let me ask." Mr. Wu didn't know about this either. He picked up his phone, but felt it wasn't appropriate to make a call here, so he hurriedly went out.

"Ji Xiang, don't you think the most important thing for a doctor is to treat patients?" Lu Kai asked, puzzled.

Ji Xiang had heard his father and mother talk about similar things before. As for the rules, those that are on the surface are not a big deal. What President Wu said was probably the truth from the bottom of his heart.

It wasn't in vain that I fired so many shots at him, improving my laser lithotripsy technique.

But Ji Xiang wasn't entirely convinced, so he planned to ask the system NPC in the system space later.

Soon, Mr. Wu returned.

"Mr. Wu, what article did Zhao Tianjiao publish? It's probably just some random stuff," Lu Kai said. "We're new to the clinic, what do we know?"

"You've never heard of a kid who hasn't even gone to school publishing in an SCI journal?" Mr. Wu laughed. "Look at Dean Zhao, he paved the way long ago. And that proves what I just said."

"Publish an article?"

"Hmm. Zhao Tianjiao is quite something." Mr. Wu said, lowering his voice and looking around. "Professor Deng gave Zhao Tianjiao the first authorship of one of his own articles, while he was only the corresponding author."

"What level of article is it?" Lu Kai asked.

That's all he knows.

"At the Chinese level."

Lu Kai looked slightly saddened, but then smiled and said, "When I finish my residency training and return to the county hospital, there won't be so many fuss about it."

Mr. Wu silently watched Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang nodded seriously, indicating that he understood.

In a flash, he arrived at the system's operating room. The system NPC stood still this time, and waved when he saw Ji Xiang enter.

(End of this chapter)