Healing Doctor

Chapter 153 Director Zhao, Let's Make a Good Connection

Ling Tian realized something was wrong; he knew that Professor Ma had just gone to the operating room of the Department of External Medicine for a consultation.

Listening to the conversation between Zhao Xiangming and Professor Ma, it's easy to tell that the above was also an embolization surgery for a pelvic fracture.

Although it was obvious that the patient in that surgery was probably not in serious condition, but...

Coupled with Professor Ma's furtive words, Ling Tian hunched his shoulders back, his previous laziness vanished, and he stared at Professor Ma like a drawn sword.

"Ling...Teacher..." Professor Ma was flustered by the gaze.

"What kind of surgery?" Ling Tian asked, frowning.

"Pelvic fracture with bleeding, then...then...then..."

"Retroperitoneal hematoma." Seeing Professor Ma's stammering, Ling Tian smiled, trying to reassure him. "Did you perform the surgery?"

"I...I..."

Professor Ma spoke haltingly, as if he had some unspeakable secret.

Ling Tian wasn't in a hurry; instead, he quietly watched Professor Ma.

"I did it."

Professor Ma said, forcing himself to speak.

"Are there any more emergency patients?" Ling Tian asked Zhao Xiangming.

"It should be gone."

"Would it be convenient to take a look at Professor Ma's surgical video?" Ling Tian asked politely, but his tone was firm and left no room for argument.

Zhao Xiangming was inwardly groaning.

It's not hard to guess; he had already figured out the truth.

In emergency care, the most skilled person at the Second Affiliated Hospital is myself. Professor Ma? He's insignificant compared to me.

The surgery could not have been performed so quickly, no matter how easy it was.

the truth,

only one.

When Professor Ma went to the operating room at the hospital, he would always ask Ji Xiang to perform the surgery together.

The key point is that Ji Xiang's surgery was completed even faster than this one. In other words, Ji Xiang's level of interventional surgery has surpassed that of Ling Tian, ​​one of the top surgeons in China!

"No way," Zhao Xiangming thought with some doubt.

He immediately found the explanation—the surgery performed in the hybrid operating room must have been simpler, which is why it was faster.

Ji Xiang is indeed strong, but it's already illogical for him to be stronger than me, let alone stronger than Ling Tian...

Why doesn't he just fly to the sky?

Having figured everything out, Zhao Xiangming took Ling Tian and Ding Yifan to the Department of External Medicine's operating room.

Professor Ma pressed on the patient's femoral artery, turned around and watched them leave helplessly. He wanted to say something, but in the end he didn't say anything.

……

……

In the operating room of the large-scale hybrid surgery, the lights on the screen flickered, reflecting on Ling Tian's face in a colorful display.

The patient's injuries were more severe than those of the patient downstairs. This could be because he was in better physical condition, or because his condition was more serious, or because he had more fat in his retroperitoneum, leading to higher pressure. Therefore, the patient had one kidney removed first.

A total of 6 bleeding arteries.

The moment the angiography was performed, blood gushed from all six arteries, and everyone in the operating room fell silent upon seeing this.

Everyone puts themselves in that situation and has different thoughts.

Zhao Xiangming's first thought was—the patient was finished, and would surely die.

Ling Tian's expression was solemn, his eyes unblinking, as if he were frozen in place.

From the moment he first saw the image, Ling Tian maintained the same posture, without ever changing.

Zhao Xiangming was also dumbfounded.

The procedure itself isn't complicated, especially for top interventional radiology specialists; that's certainly true. While it may not be complicated, and the principles are understood, the inability to execute it is another matter entirely.

The microguidewire travels through the blood vessel, superselects, successful, embolization.

Repeat the same action again and again, until the sixth time, when the last blood vessel is embolized.

The contrast imaging showed no contrast agent leakage, indicating the surgery was successful.

The surgery was simple, understated, and uninteresting. If someone unfamiliar with the procedure were to look at it, they certainly wouldn't think it was that difficult.

But everyone here is knowledgeable in the field.

In silence, Ling Tian stared intently at the image after the contrast imaging. He lightly swiped the mouse, dragging the progress bar without even looking at it, returning to the moment of the contrast imaging.

3′12″.

Not a second off.

After watching it three times, Ling Tian let out a long sigh, leaned back in his chair.

"Senior brother." Ding Yifan watched the entire surgery and knew that the surgeon was the one he was looking for.

"Director Zhao, if I'm not mistaken, Professor Ma wasn't the surgeon in this operation. The surgical videos you sent to Yifan showed him, not you, as the surgeon for the first two surgeries, right?"

Ling Tian closed his eyes and asked softly.

"Yes." After watching the surgery, Zhao Xiangming acknowledged the gap between himself and the surgeon and nodded.

"Impressive, who is he?" Ling Tian asked.

Zhao Xiangming was somewhat embarrassed; he moved his lips but didn't utter a sound.

"Director Zhao, let's make a good connection." Ling Tian's lips curled up, his aloof demeanor becoming even more pronounced. "To be frank, it's a waste to keep such a technically skilled person at your Second Affiliated Hospital. I'll take him with me, and we'll exchange ideas more often in the future."

The domineering tone and the fact that he was taking people away without even asking if they wanted to was very unpleasant.

But Zhao Xiangming was unaware of this.

Faced with the overwhelming technological and academic superiority of doctors in higher-level hospitals and the middle-generation academic cliques in academia, what can Zhao Xiangming say?

He just envied Ji Xiang.

A resident physician who has just entered clinical practice has actually gained the favor of top experts.

"Director Zhao, I'm asking you a question." Ling Tian opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Xiangming with slight displeasure.

"Well."

"Actually, it doesn't affect you guys at all." Ling Tian smiled. "Keeping these kinds of people under your control would just waste too much of your energy fighting each other. It's better to release them so everyone can have something to look forward to."

"Sigh." Zhao Xiangming sighed. He knew that Teacher Ling Tian had misunderstood him. "Teacher Ling, the person who performed the surgery actually didn't even have the qualifications to do it."

"Oh? You made your move so quickly? Or have you been suppressing them for over a decade?" Ling Tian was not displeased by Zhao Xiangming's words; on the contrary, he became even more interested. "It's very difficult for a suppressed junior doctor to turn things around, especially since you, as the director, have the authority to protect you."

"..."

"We're all on the same side, so tell me how this guy turned things around?" Ling Tian pressed.

"Teacher Ling, that's not what I meant."

"Hey, we're all in the same industry, what's there to be embarrassed about? Do you mean that normally you don't get a single surgery spared, you get a barrage of criticism at meetings big and small, and only get a chance for an emergency surgery, especially one that can't be performed?"

"..."

"Director Zhao, you are a really good person. Some hospital directors would rather be referred to a higher-level hospital if they can't handle the surgery themselves than allow the operation to proceed."

Ling Tian suddenly became interested and spoke faster and faster, "A classmate of mine works in neurosurgery. He was able to perform aneurysm surgery at the age of 27, and he did it beautifully! But the head of the department just left him idle. He would just go to the hospital to report every day and leave without even changing his clothes."

"Teacher Ling, that's not how it is." The more Zhao Xiangming listened, the more bitter his mouth became.

"What is that?" Ling Tian asked. "No wonder, having such a powerful dragon under your command..."

"Teacher Ling, he is a resident trainee."

"..."

"..."

"When I first arrived, my first rotation was in urology."

"..."

"..."

(End of this chapter)