Healing Doctor

Chapter 176 An Academic Conference Specially Prepared for Ji Xiang

Chapter 176 An Academic Conference Specially Prepared for Ji Xiang (Bonus Chapter by Alliance Leader Meng De x3)

"Boss, you've specially convened a training session. You're already showing this much importance even before I've mastered the basics. I'm sure you'll spoil me rotten in the future," Ling Tian said with a smile.

"Young man, it's only right to be a little arrogant. If he doesn't have that confidence, I'll give it to him." Qin Chu crossed his arms in front of him, thumbs circling. "Let's hold a training session, show our support, and let everyone see my little apprentice."

"Consider it a gift from the teacher to him," Ling Tian continued, picking up where the boss left off.

Qin Chu nodded slightly.

The young man's surgical skills were top-notch. When the boss learned that he was not a fifty-something-year-old clinical director but a twenty-something-year-old undergraduate student who had just started clinical residency training, as Ling Tian expected, the boss's eyes turned a little red.

Interventional surgery is similar to Go, and it's said that there are no national champions under the age of forty.

He's too old to perform surgery, so he has a wealth of clinical experience but nowhere to use it.

Leaving aside the delicate operation, it's questionable how long a person in their forties or fifties can stand wearing a lead apron weighing tens of kilograms.

A resident in his twenties suddenly possesses top-notch skills in interventional surgery. What's the difference between this and a young master from a street-side Go training class sweeping through the national team?

Such people appearing near the University of Traditional Chinese Medicine naturally belong to the Northern faction.

Young, top-notch, and a cornerstone of a sworn enemy—if I could bring him under my command, he would undoubtedly become a powerful weapon for future humiliations.

Every time Ji Xiang learns something, he stands next to his boss, and what can the guy on the north side say?

So what if he becomes the dean?

A piece of raw jade was right next to me, less than 300 kilometers away, but I just didn't notice it!

Ling Tian knew his boss's whole plan, and it was only right to hold a special training session for this young man.

Push him to the forefront, and tell everyone in front of interventional physicians across the country that he is my last disciple, Dr. Qin.

When we're out in the world, please take care of me.

in this way.

"Boss, I'll go inform Ji Xiang."

"Hmm, have him come a few days early. I'll take him to two surgeries so he can see for himself," Qin Chu said softly, squinting his eyes.

"it is good."

Ling Tian was about to leave his boss's office to make a call, but as soon as he turned around, Qin Chu suddenly said, "Make the call here."

"Boss."

"Hit." Qin Chu closed his eyes, without explaining what he meant.

Ling Tian frowned slightly, realizing that he had underestimated how much the boss valued this young man.

He dialed Ji Xiang's number.

After a dozen or so rings, Ji Xiang answered the call.

"Hello, Ms. Ling."

"Dr. Ji, what are you doing? Why are you taking so long?" Ling Tian asked with a smile, his words extremely friendly, as if he already regarded Ji Xiang as his own junior brother.

"I'm having a circumcision with Teacher Wang and Teacher Mo."

"Oh, you're very diligent," Ling Tian said. "Then I won't bother you any longer. I have something to tell you, and I'll hang up after I finish."

"Teacher Ling, please go ahead."

"You should call me senior brother now," Ling Tian chuckled, then said, "The boss invited you here. He's organizing a club this weekend and wants to broaden your horizons."

"An academic conference? For the interventional radiology department?"

"Yes." Ling Tian sensed something was off about Ji Xiang's tone.

"Teacher Ling...I..."

"Just say what you want to say." Ling Tian smiled slightly when he saw that Ji Xiang didn't take advantage of the situation and directly call him senior brother.

The child is still young and not thick-skinned enough. I've already put the steps under his feet, but he doesn't know how to take a step up.

"I have a friend here whose research is being conducted. Could they perhaps give a presentation at the conference?"

"What?" Ling Tian was slightly displeased.

But then he saw the boss's lips curl up and his finger press down, and he immediately laughed and said, "That's perfect, but you have to pass my review first. This is a national conference, not your university's debate."

"Teacher Ling, it's like this."

Ji Xiang gave a brief introduction to Dr. Zhao Zhe's surgical medical records and postoperative follow-up over the past ten years.

"Alright, bring your people with you." Ling Tian naturally understood the value of this kind of scientific research and made the decision directly.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Tian pondered for a few seconds before smiling and saying, "Boss, it seems we've stumbled upon a treasure."

"Tracking for over a decade, impressive! That dedication alone is worth its weight in gold," Qin Chu commented.

He didn't hold back in praising Ji Xiang, even though Ji Xiang wasn't the one who did the research.

Nowadays, most people are eager for quick success and instant benefits. Let alone tracking without payment for more than ten years, what about a national-level natural science foundation? How many people can persist for more than five years?

It's not just used as a ladder to heaven.

"This kid has incredible luck," Ling Tian remarked with considerable admiration. "Boss, three years, how about a department?"

"I can consider it and take a look first. Don't just make empty promises."

"I don't think so. He's still a resident trainee. How could he possibly know so much about the intricacies of this?" Ling Tian laughed.

"It's hard to say, let's see. I'll take him to three surgeries, and if he can satisfy me... and his research is reliable too, I'll apply for the Young Yangtze Scholar position for him in three years," Qin Chu said calmly.

Ling Tian's heart skipped a beat.

If I didn't know that there was a big age difference between me and Ji Xiang, that he posed no threat to me and was just part of the internal echelon of the school, I would be extremely jealous.

The boss is going to invest a lot of resources in this.

No wonder, at such a young age, before even becoming an apprentice, he brought a generous gift—more than a decade's worth of experience in the surgery and follow-up of patients with renal cell carcinoma embolization.

This child is simply indescribable.

"I understand, boss," Ling Tian said respectfully. "Shall I remind him?"

"No need," Qin Chu said. "This is also a test, to see if Ji Xiang is thoughtful. Ji Xiang, Ji Xiang, what a good name!"

Ling Tian chatted with his boss for a while longer before saying goodbye and leaving.

Preparing to learn the skills is a very complicated matter, especially since this learning event was held on short notice, mainly to announce to the martial arts boss that he had accepted a disciple.

The incident happened suddenly, and Ling Tian made every call personally to avoid making the directors of other cities feel that it was too abrupt or rude.

Ling Tian always found it particularly amusing that Hua Zi brought Ji Xiang, a researcher, instead of Moutai when they met.

……

……

"Xiao Ji, who's so amazing that they can spend over a decade working on a single research project?" Colonel Wang asked.

"Teacher Wang, I went to a 'flying knife' clinic with Director Liu last weekend. It's a local doctor," Ji Xiang replied while performing surgery. "He's highly skilled, and he has complete records of over a hundred patients from the past ten years."

"Not bad, not bad." Colonel Wang was quite polite to Ji Xiang, but his eyes were full of regret.

He thought he had found a job as a laborer or a short-term worker, but in the blink of an eye, Director Liu poached him. Even Director Liu couldn't keep him.

As they soared into the sky, a fierce wind arose, and Colonel Wang felt unable to open his eyes after just a slight gust of wind.

All that was left was a pile of saliva.

(End of this chapter)

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