Healing Doctor

Chapter 299 Auspicious Omens (Bonus Chapter 3: The Alliance Leader Saw My Master)

"As for Xiao Ji..." Director Zhao hesitated for a moment, "This is a right angle bend. The COBRA catheter can only go in after it has been shaped. If it hasn't been shaped, it won't go in no matter what, Director Bai."

I'm not saying Dr. Ji isn't skilled enough, but we just don't have the equipment and supplies. A skilled cook...sigh.

"It's better to give it a try than to start right away," Director Bai said casually, glancing at the time.

"I don't think it will work," Zhao Xiangming said firmly.

He was still preoccupied with whether the surgery could be performed at all, unable to extricate himself from the thought.

"How about Director Zhao offers a solution?" Director Bai asked coldly, glancing sideways at Zhao Xiangming.

"..." Zhao Xiangming immediately shut his mouth tightly, not daring to utter a single word.

Zhao Xiangming roughly knew the cause and effect of the matter; such cases of eye rot were common in hospitals, and in the vast majority of cases, doctors were the ones who took the blame.

As for the news spreading, it's because the doctor lacks medical ethics, and no one else would come forward to say even a single fair word.

Director Bai must have faced immense pressure to secure this trial proposal. Zhao Xiangming, having regained his composure, swallowed all his questions.

However, Zhao Xiangming had a fiery temper and even thicker skin. He chuckled and leaned closer, "Director Bai, Xiao Ji's skills are truly exceptional, otherwise he wouldn't have gone to Shanghai. Give it a try, I think it'll work."

Director Bai didn't even glance at Zhao Xiangming. His gaze was fixed on the anesthesiologist inside, who was wearing a lead apron and working diligently, through the lead-tinted glass.

"This is such a ridiculous and annoying thing," Director Bai thought to himself.

"But Director Bai, no matter how strong Xiao Ji is, he's still a resident physician. The stronger he is, the less likely he is to stay on as a doctor," Zhao Xiangming said tentatively.

"My family is from the countryside," Director Bai said calmly, looking into the operating room. "There's a swallow's nest on the roof beam. Although it's annoying that it sheds feathers and poops every day, my grandfather insists that we not chase the swallows away."

"At home? Isn't it under the eaves?" Zhao Xiangming asked in confusion.

"It was at home, inside the house. Back then, the doors in the countryside had large gaps, so even when the door was locked, swallows could fly in. My grandfather put up a curtain under the swallow's nest specifically to catch bird droppings."

"You keep birds at home? Really?" Zhao Xiangming asked with a smile.

"May we be like the swallows on the beam, meeting year after year." Never heard of that? And another: "You are like the swallows on the beam, and I am like the fan in your hand, our shadows mingling in pairs." Surely Director Zhao doesn't know all these poems?

"..." Director Zhao was taken aback.

"Swallows building their nests in my house is an auspicious sign, something I'd be very happy to have," Director Bai said calmly. "When they fly away is none of my business, but ever since the swallows started nesting in my house..."

Before Director Bai could finish speaking, the door to the control room was pushed open. "Director Bai, I'm here."

Ji Xiang, who was over 1.8 meters tall, appeared at the door.

"Xiao Ji is here," Director Bai said. "The patient needs lumbar transverse artery embolization. Are you confident in your abilities?"

"Let's give it a try. There's an 80% chance it will work," Ji Xiang replied calmly.

"Go ahead." Director Bai didn't stand on ceremony with Ji Xiang. He then said, "Director Zhao, could you lend a hand?"

Zhao Xiangming felt that this was a bit strange. Why would he, a "dignified" department director of the Second Affiliated Hospital, have to lend a hand to the resident trainees?

But he didn't refuse; Dr. Ji's skills were indeed excellent. Besides, he had to lend a hand himself; Ji Xiang didn't have a license, so he would have to take the blame.

Moreover, Director Bai had no precedent of shooting someone in the back and had a very good reputation, so Zhao Xiangming had no worries and did not think he would be blamed if the surgery failed.

"Xiao Ji, we don't have a suitable COBRA catheter," Zhao Xiangming said to Ji Xiang after entering the operating room.

"Give it a try."

"Xiao Ji, you probably haven't had a similar surgery before. That thing can't be inserted without a proper guidewire or catheter."

Ji Xiang didn't speak, but glanced at the system tasks in the upper right corner of his field of vision.

It was indeed a bit difficult, but it didn't stump him.

In the system's operating room, the system NPC taught Ji Xiang several techniques, and he was confident that he could successfully perform the surgery.

The hand was scanned and the form was already laid out; Ji Xiang began the surgery.

……

……

"Let a resident trainee perform a level-four surgery? What if something goes wrong!" Zhao Tianjiao asked deliberately, somewhat furious.

He watched helplessly as Zhao Xiangming was unable to complete the surgery;

He watched Ji Xiang walk into the operating room, and then watched Ji Xiang stand in the surgeon's position;

He was indignant. They were both resident trainees, so why was he the only one who could perform internal fixation surgery for a clavicle fracture, while Ji Xiang could act as a savior and perform a level 4 surgery?

Unfortunately, Zhao Tianjiao's problem was ignored.

Everyone present, whether it was Director Bai or Deng Chaohong, acted as if they hadn't heard anything.

Zhao Tianjiao was rebuffed and felt extremely upset.

With the help of her own father, the best thing she did in three months was to perform an internal fixation surgery for a clavicle fracture.

It was only a level-two surgery, and Deng Chaohong looked very relaxed, but Zhao Tianjiao knew that Professor Deng was extremely nervous inside, staring at him without blinking.

After the surgery, Professor Deng's back was soaked with sweat.

Zhao Tianjiao knew that he was ahead of everyone else!

However, compared to Ji Xiang, he is completely incomparable.

She could only have minor surgeries under Professor Deng's close supervision, while Ji Xiang was called from home by Director Bai in the middle of the night to have emergency surgery.

Moreover, it was a level four surgery, a procedure that even Dr. Zhao Xiangming, the director of the interventional radiology department, couldn't perform.

"Director Bai, this is against the rules," Zhao Tianjiao said, taking half a step forward and sticking out his neck.

"Oh, then call your dad," Director Bai said casually.

"..."

Zhao Tianjiao never expected that Director Bai would be so tough on him.

"Ask your dad if it's okay for me to take the patient back now. If it is, we can step down right now. I'll do whatever the leader says."

A gust of cold wind whistled past Zhao Tianjiao's ears.

He knew very well that what Director Bai said was just polite talk; all that talk about listening to the leader was just hypocritical formality.

Director Bai's impatience was written all over his face!

But you can't exactly let a resident trainee perform a level 4 surgery!

The screen lit up, and the microguidewire moved along the blood vessel wall, reaching the transverse lumbar artery.

Director Bai pressed the intercom.

No one spoke in the operating room. Ji Xiang continued the surgery on his own, without exchanging any words with his assistant, Zhao Xiangming.

Zhao Jixiang was furious; he stared intently at the screen.

Director Zhao Xiangming had just tried three times to select this position, all of which failed. Zhao Tianjiao also heard Director Zhao complain that it was impossible to complete a similar operation without a suitable, shape-adjustable COBRA catheter.

If even Director Zhao can't do it, what makes Ji Xiang think he can?

He performed a Level 4 surgery despite having no medical license and no surgical qualifications, and being only a reserve doctor!

These thoughts swirled in Zhao Tianjiao's mind like vultures.

"Director Zhao, what is the patient's family's financial situation like?"

A sound came from the speaker.

"..."

"..."

Everyone in the control room was stunned.

The most difficult procedure hadn't even been done yet, so why was Ji Xiang already asking about the patient's family circumstances?

(End of this chapter)