Healing Doctor

Chapter 262: Every sentence mentions Zhao Zhe

"I heard from Director Bai that you are researching partial nephrectomy after interventional embolization?" Old Gu asked.

"Um."

"Any progress? Let me see."

When it comes to surgical competitions, Ji Xiang isn't interested, but when it comes to research, his movements become much more lively.

"Mr. Gu, please have a seat." Ji Xiang gestured for Mr. Gu to sit down, then took out his laptop and opened a document.

"These are 105 medical records accumulated by Dr. Zhao Zhe over more than ten years, all of which have postoperative follow-up. They are very detailed and require a lot of effort. 22 of these cases were recently performed, and the postoperative follow-up period has not yet expired," Ji Xiang explained.

"Finally, there's the patient Dr. Liu saw in his outpatient clinic last week. We plan to perform embolization on Monday and partial resection on Friday or Saturday."

After Ji Xiang finished his introduction, the room became quiet. Director Xu had an idea and squeezed through to take a closer look.

Everyone knows what writing papers and doing scientific research entails.

However, Ji Xiang's scientific research has been going on for more than a decade!

Although the number of patients is not large, only 105+22 cases, each patient is invaluable in the face of more than ten years of accumulation!

Director Xu was astonished, wondering whether Ji Xiang was telling the truth or not.

In today's superficial social atmosphere, are there really people who can do solid scientific research? I certainly haven't seen one.

After Ji Xiang finished speaking, he grabbed Zhao Zhe and pushed him to Old Master Gu's side, then took a few steps back himself.

Zhao Zhe has the traits of a tough guy, but that's only in normal times. When facing a top expert in urology, Zhao Zhe immediately backed down.

"Tell me about the first patient," Old Gu asked after reading the patient's information.

Zhao Zhe remained silent, and Ji Xiang pushed him.

"Dr. Zhao Zhe, is that you?" Old Gu turned to look at Zhao Zhe and asked, "Tell me, what happened?"

"Uh...that...this..."

Zhao Zhe stammered and didn't know what to say.

"Don't be nervous, let me check if the information is accurate."

"When the patient came to me, the condition was clear. Because there were many blood vessels supplying the kidneys, and both kidneys were affected, the director of our hospital believed that surgery could not be performed."

Zhao Zhe began to describe the patient's condition.

As he spoke, his thoughts drifted back to many years ago, and he gradually forgot his fear, his speech becoming fluent.

"The patient's family was crying their eyes out when I happened to be there, so I told them we could give it a try. I first performed an embolization on the patient, and a few days later I performed a partial resection. The embolization was very successful, and there wasn't much bleeding during the operation. A month later, I also performed the other kidney surgery. The operation was quite successful."

"The postoperative check-up showed no problems. Initially, my physical strength was affected, and I couldn't do farm work. But I fully recovered a year later, and there were no complications such as delayed postoperative bleeding."

"I passed by his house the other day and stopped by to check on him. The patient was over seventy years old, but still in good health. He was herding cattle with two sheepdogs, and I almost got bitten hard by one of the dogs..."

Zhao Zhe's words started to veer off-topic, and Ji Xiang patted him on the back to remind him.

"Uh... the first patient is still alive and has a good quality of life. No other organ metastases have been found."

Zhao Zhe tried hard to suppress his talkative nature and gave a brief introduction.

"Tell me about the other patients," Old Gu asked thoughtfully.

Although Zhao Zhe's explanation was verbose, in the eyes of experienced clinicians, they were all living, breathing patients, not just numbers.

Zhao Zhe's rambling was not nonsense to Old Gu; rather, it was a description of the patient's living conditions.

He's over seventy and still herding cattle, with two large wolfhounds. It's hard to believe he's a patient who has just undergone bilateral nephrectomy.

Old Gu seemed to have forgotten the purpose of his visit, looking at the medical records entered by Ji Xiang while listening to Zhao Zhe's "rambling".

More than two hours later, Zhao Zhe's face was beaming with excitement; while Old Gu was a little tired and waved his hand.

"Dr. Zhao, let's stop here for now."

Zhao Zhe was getting happier and happier as he talked, but was suddenly stopped. It was like stepping on the brakes, and he was jolted a bit, which he was not used to.

"Not bad, not bad." Old Gu stood up, gently patted Zhao Zhe's shoulder, and then looked at Ji Xiang.

"Dr. Ji, what kind of surgery did you say you were going to have tomorrow?"

"Interventional embolization, followed by surgical resection 3-5 days post-procedure," Ji Xiang stated frankly. "According to Dr. Zhao's research, the surgical results are excellent."

"Alright, then I'll come to see your surgery tomorrow." Old Gu laughed heartily, "The younger generation is truly formidable, indeed!"

He gave Ji Xiang a deep look. He was asking him a question, but Ji Xiang kept mentioning Dr. Zhao Zhe, which was quite interesting.

"Professor Gu, the research was started by Dr. Zhao Zhe, and it took him more than ten years of hard work. I learned from Dr. Zhao," Ji Xiang emphasized.

Old Gu looked at Ji Xiang with great interest, and nodded slightly after a few seconds.

"I'm tired, I'm going back to rest now, see you tomorrow."

Ji Xiang escorted Old Gu to the gate, watched him and the others get into the car, and then went back.

"Dr. Xiao Ji, what does Elder Gu mean?" Zhao Zhe asked somewhat nervously, as this was his first time meeting someone of Elder Gu's stature.

"It's nothing much, he just came to give me an award certificate and glanced at our research project." Ji Xiang suddenly remembered something, and he immediately smiled, "Professor Gu is the deputy editor-in-chief of the Chinese Journal of Urology."

"..."

Zhao Zhe's voice suddenly went hoarse, and he couldn't speak. It was as if he had dry mouth, with no fluid secreted from the glands in his mouth.

But he didn't realize that he swallowed hard, feeling a sharp pain in his mouth as if cut by a small knife.

"From what I understand, it seems like Mr. Gu thinks that anything he writes can be published."

"!!!"

Mr. Wu's eyes widened as he stared blankly at Ji Xiang, then glanced at Zhao Zhe.

"Dr. Zhao, could you please mention my name?" Mr. Wu was quite blunt; he had a straightforward personality. He laughed and put his arm around Zhao Zhe's shoulder, saying, "I'm a little short of getting my article published in a national journal before I can advance."

"Dr. Xiao Ji was just saying it casually. 'China' doesn't come easily." Zhao Zhe's voice was hoarse, his talkative nature vanished.

"I only believe it because Xiao Ji told me." President Wu curled his lip. "Don't leave me out. I don't want to be the first author, and I'm too ashamed to piggyback on it. Just give me the third or fourth authorship."

"Okay, okay." Zhao Zhe was flattered.

Ji Xiang smiled. Although he didn't quite understand the details, the third, fourth, and fifth authors of articles starting with "China" were basically useless.

Mr. Wu was curious and wanted to observe it up close.

……

……

"Tianbo, are you dissatisfied?"

In the car, Old Gu closed his eyes slightly, as if he were taking a nap, but he suddenly said something out of the blue.

Zhou Tianbo was taken aback.

"Boss, no." Zhou Tianbo sighed softly, "The other person's surgery was really good, I have nothing to say, it's just that my skills are inferior. I'm a little embarrassed to have embarrassed you, boss."

(End of this chapter)