Healing Doctor

After Chapter 203, crush him.

"Boss, how are you feeling?" Ling Tian asked in a low voice.

As Ji Xiang left, he gradually returned to normal. Recalling the scenes from the school, Ling Tian wanted to bury his head in his pants. He didn't know how to describe his feelings; he just didn't want to see anyone, no one at all.

But he was worried about his boss's health, and although he felt he would be scolded, he still gritted his teeth and rushed over as soon as possible.

"Ling Tian, ​​do you think I've made mistakes all these years?" Qin Chu asked weakly, lying on his sickbed, nearing the end of his life.

Qin Chu's voice was desolate, completely lacking his former domineering and assertive manner, as well as his former confident demeanor.

"Boss, please don't think like that." Ling Tian mustered his courage, resisting the lingering effects of the senior doctor's gaze, and said with a forced smile, "It was just a temporary accident."

"Was it just an accident?" Qin Chu murmured.

The simple question left Ling Tian speechless.

The master and disciple remained silent for a long time. In the silence, Qin Chu reached out his hand and, with Ling Tian's help, struggled to sit up.

Ling Tian quickly helped his boss sit up slowly on the edge of the bed.

Qin Chu's face was ashen, looking like a dead man, unlike the radiant look he had when he walked in with Boss Teng this morning.

An unexpected event caused his boss to age 20 years instantly.

Feeling a pang of pity, Ling Tian's nose tingled.

But before he could even cry, Qin Chu was already in tears.

"Ling Tian, ​​this shouldn't be, this shouldn't be! I was so eager to find talent, my sincerity was as clear as day, and that wolf cub actually bit me in the back."

"Boss, it's alright, it's alright," Ling Tian said, offering meaningless words of comfort.

Although he knew these words had no power, Ling Tian didn't know what to say to comfort his boss.

"I know that a surgery takes fifteen minutes... no, at first I tried to manage it, but there were so many patients waiting for surgery outside, I couldn't bear it. If we can speed things up, everyone can get treatment, so it's a compromise."

Qin Chu suddenly stopped mentioning the "wolf cub" and instead murmured something in a different tone.

He seemed to be confessing, or explaining himself to someone; his guilt was mixed with resentment, and his emotions were complex.

"Boss, you're right," Ling Tian said. "We have too many patients here and too few doctors who can perform surgery. There's nothing we can do about it. If we had plenty of time, who wouldn't want to perform surgery more carefully?"

The master and apprentice had a tacit understanding built up over many years. Qin Chu was about to follow Ling Tian's lead and try to find an excuse to soothe his guilt.

But just as Qin Chu was starting to relax and felt he had done the right thing, those painful memories resurfaced.

The attending physician's reassurance,

The inexplicable anger I felt on the operating table when I saw the tubes inserted into the hepatic artery but not being pushed in at all.

Severe nausea and vomiting after surgery, a hellish experience.

The luck of being asymptomatic

The despair of discovering a liver full of toxins during a follow-up examination.

Apathy, slowly marching towards death.

Countless emotions surged into Qin Chu's heart, crashing against it like a relentless tide.

The comfort I just offered seemed so pale and powerless, so ethereal and so vulnerable in the face of these experiences.

Qin Chu was stunned.

He didn't know where the "experience" that felt like an eternity came from; the two life experiences of doing and receiving had torn his mind apart.

Silence, endless silence, two conflicting thoughts battled within Qin Chu's heart, like swords flashing and shadows clashing.

Seeing his boss's expression shift between light and dark, Ling Tian knew that some inner conflicts could only be resolved by himself, so he remained silent.

This is the tacit understanding between the master and apprentice.

After an unknown amount of time, Qin Chu let out a long sigh.

"I was still wrong." Qin Chu let his tears stream down his face, dripping onto his clothes, but the inexplicable feeling in his heart did not diminish even a little because of the crying.

Ling Tian remained silent, sensing that something might be about to happen.

"I shouldn't have gotten involved. What kind of talent scout am I?" Qin Chu's face was full of anger. "I took a liking to a young genius and even invited Academician Teng to attend an academic conference. Looking back now, it was so naive of me."

"There are many ungrateful wolves in this world. I gave you my whole heart, and what did I get in return?" Qin Chu said, patting Ling Tian's hand with his right hand. "The old saying is right, time will tell. Ling Tian, ​​when it really comes down to it, you're the one who matters."

This statement already carries a hint of emotion.

"Boss, you should get some rest," Ling Tian quickly advised.

"Ling Tian, ​​I was wrong this time." Qin Chu was no longer tormented; that hazy nightmare had vanished like smoke. He released Ling Tian's hand, wiped away his tears, and said, "I estimate I have a few more years. You get ready; I'll take you to visit some people in a while."

Ling Tian was taken aback, then overjoyed.

The boss was provoked and unwilling to accept defeat. He wanted to burn himself out at the last moment and see if he could get himself into the Academy of Engineering.

What the boss couldn't do back then was indeed extremely difficult.

But having hope is always better than having no hope, isn't it?

"Boss, please rest first. We can talk about other things later." Ling Tian suppressed his overwhelming joy and tried to comfort his boss in a calm tone.

Qin Chu is an extremely suspicious person, and it was only after being provoked today that he made such a significant decision.

"I'm not resting anymore. I'm not comfortable here. Let's go back to my office and discuss our future together." Qin Chu felt he needed to do something to make himself feel better.

He had to do something to combat and dilute the negative energy brought to him by the vivid "nightmare".

If he couldn't get rid of it, and thought about it more deeply, Qin Chu even felt that those nagging thoughts were like small knives that would slowly torture him in a very short time.

We absolutely have to do something!

"Help me up!" Qin Chu said in a deep voice.

Ling Tian was taken aback. He dared not say "no" again and helped Qin Chu sit up straight.

Ling Tian was worried that his boss's body couldn't handle it, so he put his shoulder on his boss's back.

"Go back to the ward and bring all your research, projects, and data from the past few years," Qin Chu said.

"Huh? Boss, you..."

Ling Tian quickly tried to dissuade him.

"It's never too late to mend the fence after the sheep are lost." Qin Chu raised his hand and wiped the marks on his face. "This time we've really lost face, but we still have to do something. You've done well in the past few years and have all the necessary experience, so we don't need to cram at the last minute. As for the rest, I'll do my best, but it also depends on your fate."

"..."

Ling Tian didn't know why his boss was in such a hurry.

But in a flash, he remembered the scene of Ji Xiang throwing a stack of A4 papers in his face.

At that moment, Ling Tian felt no anger; he didn't even dare to be angry.

The real issue is the guilt and unease a junior doctor feels when a senior doctor catches them making a mistake that could have irreparable consequences.

anger?

Ling Tian didn't even dare to think about it.

As for getting hit in the face with A4 paper, he could only let it dry on his face and bend down to pick it all up.

However, as the effect of the "superior doctor's gaze" gradually faded, coupled with his boss's constant mention of it, a strong sense of humiliation arose spontaneously.

"Ling Tian, ​​do you think I've been a bit hasty in my surgeries?" Qin Chu asked, sitting on the bed.

He was about to put on his shoes when Ling Tian squatted down and helped the boss put them on.

Qin Chu still had a last shred of obsession left in his heart, and he was trying his best to resolve it.

"Boss, interventional surgery is too difficult, and embolization of a level IV vessel is not always necessary."

"But level 3 blood vessels always need to be overselected," Qin Chu murmured.

Qin Chu stopped abruptly at this point.

He knew how difficult it was to do that.

Many ignorant people online are clamoring that if you don't want to do it, you don't have to. In large-scale clinical trials in China, they only dare to lower the price of stents, but what about drug-eluting balloons? Do they dare to do that?

If all profits are wiped out right after the surgery, who would be willing to go through the ordeal of sacrificing their health for surgery?

At that point, I'm afraid the doctors will all be gone, at least the surgeons who performed the operation will all be gone.

For example, the position of chief resident has driven away many doctors.

Those online trolls can take responsibility for their words, but when there are no surgeons available, the same kind of people will definitely come out to criticize them.

Similarly, if we demand more precise embolization, there will definitely be people who cannot achieve it.

As Qin Chu pondered, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Boss, let me be fair." Ling Tian was like a mind reader to Qin Chu.

He appeared aloof and proud, but those who reached this position were all shrewd and knew exactly what their boss wanted to hear.

"Let's not even talk about the difficulty of superselecting grade 4 vessels. Just think about how many doctors can do similar surgeries. Others may not know, but we certainly do."

"If you search the whole country, it would be good if you could find 200-300 doctors who could do this, and even then, the success of the surgery depends on luck."

"Your tumor reduction surgery was successful; it's fine for anyone to see. That little wolf cub was lucky; they actually found a branch of the subclavian artery. Putting that aside, there are only so many doctors in the whole country, and it's the same abroad."

"And what about the patients who need treatment?" Ling Tian said seriously, "How many patients are waiting for treatment? Even if it's just a matter of inserting a catheter into the hepatic artery to administer chemotherapy drugs, the patients will still benefit."

"I think no one can deny that."

The last bit of guilt in Qin Chu's heart was fading away.

Ling Tianzhen truly lived up to his reputation as Qin Chu's most trusted student; every word he uttered resonated deeply with Qin Chu, making him feel incredibly comfortable.

"If we strive for perfection, in the end, the vast majority of patients without connections will not receive treatment. We all know who the patients who do receive treatment are."

"Is that possible? Absolutely not."

As Ling Tian spoke, his face became righteous and awe-inspiring. He had convinced himself and moved himself.

It's just about finding the moral high ground; anyone can do that.

"If that's the case, interventional surgery will become a miraculous treatment that only a small group of people can access. How can everyone benefit from it? You agree, don't you?"

"Sigh." Qin Chu sighed, "Ling Tian, ​​that's true, but the doctors in the industry all..."

"A bunch of hypocrites." Ling Tian had returned to normal. The humiliation of having an A4 sheet of paper thrown in his face was now incredibly real, like a knife stabbing into Ling Tian's heart.

He unknowingly developed a complete empathy with his boss.

"Boss, I know how much pressure you're under, but look at the number of surgeries! They perform only a few surgeries a year, and what happens to the vast majority of patients in the end?"

"You were a barefoot doctor when you were young. Our interventional medicine department faced the same medical environment back then, striving to ensure everyone received the treatment they deserved and to prolong life as much as possible. Is there anything wrong with that?"

"If it weren't for you, our interventional medicine field in China would have taken at least ten years to reach its current level."

"As for Ji Xiang, he's a wolf cub, ungrateful and quick to bite when he gets going. It's my fault. I went to investigate in person and was misled into thinking he was promising, which gave you the wrong information."

Ling Tian spoke with a pained expression.

Qin Chu patted Ling Tian's back forcefully, seemingly comforting Ling Tian, ​​but also as if he were comforting himself.

It's just that I met the wrong person, that's all.

"Since that wolf cub dared to do this, provoking us in public, then we should crush him completely."

Ling Tian raised his hand and gently traced a line across his neck.

"Good!" The last trace of complicated emotion in Qin Chu's heart completely dissipated. He said forcefully, "At least in interventional disciplines, it won't be so easy for him to gain momentum!"

"Boss, don't worry about today's matter. I'll take you home to rest. If you feel unwell, just call me. I'm in the duty room."

"No," Qin Chu said firmly. "Preparation is the key to success, and lack of preparation leads to failure. Since we're ready to start, let's be serious. Ling Tian, ​​let me take a look at your recent research, and we can discuss it together."

"Scientific research is just a stepping stone, but once you get to that level, many things need to be presented in a respectable way," Qin Chu said. "Let's go and take a look first, and then we'll take it one step at a time."

Ling Tian helped his boss leave the emergency room.

"What's wrong with Boss Qin today?" the emergency room nurse asked quietly as the two left.

"They say he was scolded by a young doctor."

"Wow, how could someone as fierce as Boss Qin suffer such a loss?" the nurse exclaimed in surprise.

The ER doctor's expression was priceless. He wanted to laugh, but in his own hospital, if people found out he was directly mocking Boss Qin, he didn't know if he would face retaliation.

He forcibly suppressed the feeling of exhilaration and gave a fake sigh, "Who knows? That's what the people who came to see Boss Qin said today."

"Who is this guy? He's so awesome."

"It is said that Boss Qin discovered a young man and wanted to take him as a student. He even held an academic conference and invited Academician Teng from Nanjing."

The nurse clicked her tongue in amazement.

Although she didn't know who Academician Teng was, people with the title of academician were all big shots.

"As a result, I don't know what happened, but that young doctor went crazy, which angered Boss Qin so much that he came directly to our emergency department."

"That's insane," the nurse said.

The emergency room doctor watched as Ling Tian helped Qin Chu and their figures disappeared around the corner, and he felt a deep admiration for the "crazy" young doctor.

Everyone knows what Qin Chu is like, but who would dare to point their finger at him and curse him to his face?

I must meet this person if I have the chance.

(End of this chapter)