Healing Doctor

Chapter 151 The Big Shot from Shanghai (Bonus Chapter by Alliance Leader Lu Renyi x3)

"Do you think that Director Zhao is too old to perform surgery anymore?" Ling Tian asked.

"How old is he?" Ding Yifan nodded. "An old coffin in his fifties..."

"Hey, it's just the two of us, why are you being so secretive?" Ling Tian held his phone, chatting in a group chat as he walked, seemingly talking to someone. "He's a bit old, but to be able to perform surgery so well is no small feat. Yifan, don't underestimate the heroes of the world."

"I contacted Director Zhao, why didn't he come?" Ding Yifan was slightly disdainful, but he didn't refute Ling Tian. Instead, he changed the subject.

The two carried their suitcases to the exit. Ding Yifan was somewhat dissatisfied that no one was holding a red banner to welcome him.

Turning the corner, Ding Yifan saw a middle-aged man in the crowd holding up an A4 sheet of paper with the words "Teacher Ding Yifan" written on it, and he felt even more disdain.

What a lack of decorum! Holding up a piece of paper, is this some kind of sign to sell one's head or to sell oneself to bury one's father?

It should be Zhao Xiangming. Judging from his appearance, he must have sold himself into servitude to bury his father.

Ding Yifan felt contempt and walked straight towards Zhao Xiangming.

"You are...Teacher Ding...right?" Zhao Xiangming asked tentatively.

"Director Zhao, hello." Ding Yifan extended his hand and shook hands with Zhao Xiangming briefly. "I am Ding Yifan, and this is my senior brother, Ling Tian."

Ling Tian!

Zhao Xiangming's eyes lit up instantly, and his back bent down without him realizing it.

This person is one of the top interventional surgeons in the country, so much so that the word "one of" can be removed.

Zhao Xiangming didn't know much about Ling Tian's past, only that he was apprenticed to a top expert in interventional radiology in China and later went abroad for further studies, integrating Eastern and Western techniques, resulting in a very high level of skill.

Just now, when he saw a man under forty years old following behind Ding Yifan, he thought he was a passerby or a friend of Ding Yifan. He didn't expect it to be Ling Tian!

"Hello, Teacher Ling." Zhao Xiangming extended his hand.

Ling Tian was much more enthusiastic than Ding Yifan. He shook Zhao Xiangming's hand and said with a smile, "Director Zhao, my boss has seen your surgical video. It was excellent! Truly excellent!"

"You flatter me." Zhao Xiangming felt pleased with himself upon hearing the compliment.

"Good is good, that's an objective fact." Ling Tian looked at Zhao Xiangming. "Director Zhao, you've been studying technology all these years, you must have suffered a lot."

Zhao Xiangming felt a little embarrassed saying that he had always been dedicated to studying technology.

I haven't studied the technology for many years, and I'm still unable to break through the bottleneck. This is the same for most interventional radiology doctors across the country.

"It's alright, it's alright." Zhao Xiangming said politely for a few moments, then accompanied the two to their car, arranged their accommodation, and went to the hotel.

Along the way, Ling Tian asked about several technical details, seemingly intentionally and unintentionally, intermittently.

Unaware that he was being tested, Zhao Xiangming naturally answered according to his understanding of interventional surgery.

Ling Tian remained calm and chatted happily during the meal, but he did not make any offer to recruit the boss.

However, he made a promise to go see Zhao Xiangming's surgery tomorrow.

Back at the hotel, the two brothers sat in Ling Tian's room. Ding Yifan asked, "Senior brother, Director Zhao's foundation is pretty good, you..."

"Not bad?" Ling Tian's lips curled into a sneer. "I asked him a few questions, and what did he say? It was all nonsense. There must be something wrong with the surgery."

Ding Yifan fell silent. In his opinion, there were some problems with what Director Zhao said, but Ding Yifan's level of understanding was not high enough to find too many faults.

This is also why he willingly calls Ling Tian "senior brother".

"To put it simply, Yifan, I reckon Zhao Xiangming has at most gotten his hands on the object and his eyes on it, but his heart isn't there yet."

"Simply put, he's done a lot of surgeries and found a suitable approach for him, but he hasn't summarized or generalized it, so it's hard to say if it will actually work."

"I knew it!"

Although Ling Tian's words were a bit awkward and Ding Yifan didn't quite understand them, he was happy with Ling Tian's evaluation.

"Let's see how his surgery goes tomorrow."

The two chatted for a long time. After seeing Ding Yifan off, Ling Tian, ​​with a cigar in his mouth, looked at the night view of the provincial capital and fell into deep thought.

After a long while, Ling Tian frowned and muttered to himself, "Why do I keep feeling like the sorcerer isn't a single person?"

……

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the next day.

Early in the morning, Zhao Xiangming picked up Ling Tian and Ding Yifan and brought them to the hospital.

When top domestic experts came to see him perform surgery, Zhao Xiangming was overjoyed beyond words.

He had no idea of ​​Ling Tian and the other man's intentions, but in Zhao Xiangming's view, his surgery had attracted the attention of top experts in the country, which was enough for him to brag about for half his life.

However, Zhao Xiangming knew that he neither wanted to appear weak nor wanted to ask that resident trainee to come.

This is your chance to shine, why call on others?

After showing the two around the department, Zhao Xiangming told Ling Tian with some regret that there was only bile duct drainage surgery available today.

Due to severe staff turnover, the number of surgeries performed in the department has also decreased sharply recently.

Although Ling Tian's expression was extremely unpleasant, Zhao Xiangming persisted. His skills had only recently improved; why expose his shortcomings in front of a master?

Everyone chatted and laughed, and that was enough for Zhao Xiangming to have something to brag about later. He didn't think about anything more.

But things backfired.

At 9:32 a.m., the phone rang.

"What? Where is the patient?"

"Okay, I'll be right there!"

After hanging up the phone, Zhao Xiangming apologized to Ling Tian and Ding Yifan, saying, "Teachers, I'm really sorry, there was a multi-vehicle collision early this morning, and the patient is in the ICU."

"What's going on?" Ling Tian asked casually.

"Pelvic fracture, bleeding that won't stop, but otherwise I'm okay," Zhao Xiangming said, forcing himself to speak.

"Let's go take a look together," Ling Tian said without room for argument.

Although he was in another city, Ling Tian's tone and attitude remained arrogant, and he didn't even consider Zhao Xiangming's refusal.

Zhao Xiangming was also helpless and rushed off to a consultation.

Car accident victims are often seriously injured, but the diagnoses for these patients are usually correct. Their bodies are shattered, and whatever can be repaired is repaired. As for whether they can survive, it often depends on fate.

The patient's blood pressure was extremely low, and approximately 3000 ml of fresh frozen plasma and red blood cell suspension had already been administered. The blood pressure still wouldn't rise; this is a classic example of the mathematical problem of having both inlet and outlet pipes open in a water tank.

To successfully rescue the patient, the water pipe must be blocked.

"Go ahead with the surgery. There's no other way. Zhao Xiangming can't refuse the surgery just because he doesn't want to embarrass himself in front of the top experts in China."

no way.

The patient was wheeled into the interventional catheterization lab, and Zhao Xiangming asked Professor Ma to be his assistant. The surgery began.

It can also be used for interventional embolization of pelvic fractures. Emergency surgery is performed on patients in hemorrhagic shock, who are in a countdown state, which puts the surgeon's skill level to the test.

Ling Tian didn't care; what difference did it make what he looked at?

(End of this chapter)