Healing Doctor

Chapter 200 Face, You Only Have One, So Save It (Bonus Chapter by Alliance Leader Deng Chaohong x3)

"Since Dr. Qin Chu and Dr. Ling Tian have objections to this research, then I'll say a few words." Ji Xiang took the microphone, not even glancing at Ling Tian as if he were dead, and spoke loudly.

A quick glance revealed that all the doctors in the room, except for Qin Chu and Academician Teng, were completely silent.

Ji Xiang was also somewhat surprised.

The expressions on every doctor's face told him that the "gaze from the senior doctor" was having an effect.

Is the upgraded skill an area-of-effect skill?

Ji Xiang only thought this far; whether or not it was a group skill was no longer important.

At that moment, all the negative emotions that Ji Xiang had accumulated burst forth.

You have the nerve to criticize the right and wrong of the surgery?

You, performing surgery every 15 minutes, still have the nerve to stand here!

Ji Xiang's expression gradually turned cold as he surveyed the room.

Even in front of Academician Teng, the head of the interventional radiology department, Ji Xiang still acted like a king descending to earth.

The entire audience fell silent. Only Qian Ying was excited and wanted to applaud, but her hand was tightly held by Ji Yongchang.

"First, regarding the necessity issue raised by Dr. Yu Ling, let's look at it from the perspective of urology."

"Regarding..."

Ji Xiang turned around and saw that the projector was still the same one Ling Tian used, and frowned slightly.

"Zhao..." Ji Xiang was about to ask Zhao Zhe to bring up the notebook when he saw Zhao Zhe sneaking around, bending over and trying to escape.

Ji Xiang was speechless and sighed deeply.

"Zhao Zhe, bring the notebook over," Ji Xiang said.

Zhao Zhe stiffened, his expression unusually solemn. He seemed to have forgotten the previous embarrassment and ran over to Ji Xiang with his notebook in his arms.

"Do you know how to do it?" Ji Xiang asked "habitually".

"Yes, yes, yes," Zhao Zhe nodded repeatedly, then went to find the engineer to play the PowerPoint presentation.

Soon, the information that Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe had been working on for a long time appeared on the screen.

"Let's take partial nephrectomy in urology as an example." Ji Xiang reached out, and Ling Tian, ​​like a puppet, handed the laser pointer to Ji Xiang as well.

Seeing Ling Tian's expression, Qin Chu was so angry he almost twisted his nose.

Is this still his eldest disciple? Is this still the proud and unyielding Ling Tian?

"According to data, the probability of rebleeding 1-3 months after partial nephrectomy is 4.562%, so the latest version of the urology guidelines has included interventional procedures..."

Ji Xiang spoke fluently and confidently, showing none of the awkwardness or stage fright typical of young doctors.

But only Ji Xiang's parents, Boss Teng, and Qin Chu seemed surprised.

Under the gaze of the group of senior doctors, the others sat upright, listening attentively to Ji Xiang's lecture as if they were junior doctors.

As Ji Xiang flipped through the PowerPoint slides, he was simply recounting the presentation he and Zhao Zhe had prepared. However, to Qin Chu, it sounded like Ji Xiang was refuting every single point Ling Tian had made.

At this moment, Ling Tian should have stepped forward, but the usually shrewd and capable Ling Tian turned out to be someone else entirely.

His legs seemed to be grabbed and twisted by invisible hands, turning into a pretzel, and he stood in a strange and cautious posture not far from Ji Xiang.

Qin Chu felt that Ling Tian treated Ji Xiang with more respect than he treated himself.

This is fucking bizarre!

If Qin Chu didn't know Ji Xiang's background, he would have even suspected that this was a setup by Ji Xiang to trick him.

Thinking of this, Qin Chu suddenly paused.

Ji Xiang is no good. No matter how good his surgery is, he won't have such a high status in the medical field and won't be able to command the directors of those cities and prefectures behind him.

Although Ji Xiang couldn't do it, Academician Teng could!

His own behavior was often criticized, and Qin Chu took a liking to Ji Xiang at first sight, partly because of this concern.

He turned his head and his gaze fell on Academician Teng.

"Mr. Teng, you..."

"What he said makes sense," Boss Teng said calmly. "It's well-reasoned and supported by evidence, plus over a hundred post-operative patients followed up over a decade. Not bad at all. There aren't many young people these days who are willing to work diligently on research projects."

Qin Chu felt a chill run down his spine when he heard what Boss Teng said.

However, Boss Teng didn't say much to Qin Chu. Instead, he turned his head and whispered something to Ji Yongchang beside him.

No, this absolutely cannot continue. Qin Chu knew what was written in Ji Xiang's courseware.

That is a rigorous and detailed record, and it has follow-up records of more than ten years and hundreds of patients that no other institution has. This is an undeniable fact.

If he didn't interrupt Ji Xiang, he was afraid he would stumble and fall. Moreover, his reputation in the academic community was not good, and although Academician Teng came, he completely ignored him.

No, we must fight back!

Qin Chu suddenly stood up and said sternly, "You're talking about something else entirely. The urology guidelines say that postoperative bleeding should be treated directly by the interventional radiology department, but you're confusing the concept and doing preoperative embolization!"

Ji Xiang's indifferent gaze fell on Qin Chu. Seeing that he was completely unaffected by the "superior doctor's gaze," he said, "Dr. Qin, that's not what I wanted to say."

Calling Qin Chu "Dr. Qin" was something that hadn't happened in many years, and for this title to come from the mouth of such a callous young man as Ji Xiang was unacceptable to Qin Chu.

Who does he think he is? Academician Teng, who is the first person in China to intervene in this field, no matter how much he looks down on him, still has to call him Old Qin or Director Qin.

Enraged, Qin Chu took a sudden step forward.

"Dr. Qin, how do you manage your junior doctors?" Ji Xiang abandoned his lecture, slamming his hands on the lectern and glaring angrily at Qin Chu. "Liver interventional embolization surgery, one every fifteen minutes? How dare you talk about your surgical volume?"

The air in the room seemed to freeze, and even Boss Teng was stunned.

He was very dismissive of interventional liver and gallbladder surgery in Shanghai, a fact well-known within the industry, but to criticize him to his face... and with such harsh words...

Boss Teng forgot what he was saying to Ji Yongchang and turned to look at Ji Xiang.

"Tell me, how is a liver cancer interventional embolization surgery performed in fifteen minutes? Even I can't complete it 100% perfectly."

"You, Qin Chu, what gives you the right?!"

"Are you even a doctor?!"

A lump formed in Qin Chu's throat, and he glared angrily at Ji Xiang.

Feeling both ashamed and angry at having his secret exposed, Qin Chu took a few steps forward, wanting to debate with Ji Xiang face to face.

If Ji Xiang were to say something that would ruin his chances of turning things around, he would never have a chance to do so again.

But after taking only three steps, Qin Chu suddenly stopped.

He opened his eyes, as if he were lying in a hospital bed and the attending physician was talking to him.

Qin Chu experienced the entire process that Ji Xiang felt so deeply about, from before the surgery to during the surgery and after the surgery. Although it seemed like only a fleeting moment to others, it was six months, twenty-three days, eleven hours, and fifteen minutes for Qin Chu.

"You still have the nerve to stand in front of me and talk about surgery?" Ji Xiang shouted angrily.

Qin Chu had just "died" due to multiple organ failure caused by late-stage cancer under psychological suggestion. His stable state of mind over the years was shaken. Suddenly hearing Ji Xiang's rebuke, his mind wavered.

Countless images appeared before his eyes, some real, some illusory, he could not tell.

"You only have one face, so don't waste it!"

Qin Chu recovered slightly, but before he could figure out what had just happened, he was shocked by Ji Xiang's scolding, and his blood pressure immediately rose.

"A fifteen-minute embolization procedure? You've ruined the reputation of interventional surgery! You've ruined the reputation of all doctors in the world!"

"Who gave you the audacity to stand in front of me and spout such nonsense!"

"Who gave you the courage!"

"brazen!"

Qin Chu's vision went black, his body swayed, and he collapsed to the ground as if his bones had been removed.

Ji Xiang's roar was one of them.

More importantly, the shared experience caused Qin Chu to be torn between two feelings: sometimes he felt like a top interventional specialist who was renowned throughout Shanghai, and sometimes he felt like a pitiful and helpless patient.

The two forces tore at each other, and Qin Chu's mental energy was completely exhausted, causing him to faint.

(End of this chapter)