Healing Doctor

Chapter 325 The most important thing is the practicing certificate.

"Dad." Zhao Tianjiao knocked on the door and entered the office.

"I'm done with work." Zhao Jixiang got up and put on his clothes.

"Dad! I hate Ji Xiang." Zhao Tianjiao made no attempt to hide his disgust for Ji Xiang from his father, saying whatever came to mind.

"What?" Zhao Jixiang was not surprised; he simply asked calmly.

Zhao Tianjiao recounted what had just happened without embellishing it.

He knew his father's temperament very well; he knew he would definitely be at odds with his father, but his father needed to know the truth and weigh the pros and cons. If he lied, he would be scolded later, which would be the least of his worries.

Zhao Tianjiao received a good education in this regard.

"Understood," Zhao Jixiang said.

"Dad, Ji Xiang is so arrogant! And he's incredibly lucky."

"That's not good luck, it's high skill," Zhao Jixiang said, hitting the nail on the head.

"It shouldn't be possible. I've reduced shoulder dislocations for more than a dozen patients, but problems arose after I encountered him."

"Hehe." Zhao Jixiang changed his clothes and went out with Zhao Tianjiao. "Luck? Luck is indeed needed in some difficult surgeries, and it is also needed in the diagnosis of some difficult diseases."

As Zhao Jixiang spoke, he suddenly emphasized, "But! According to you, when Xiao Xu was about to be reset, Ji Xiang suddenly made a strange movement."

"Yes! I'm sure the patient didn't mention it when Mr. Xu asked about the patient's medical history. Ji Xiang acted like a clown, but it was that clown-like action that seemed to remind Mr. Xu," Zhao Tianjiao said firmly.

"That's skill," Zhao Jixiang said. "Even if it's a process of elimination, it's worth a try."

These words sounded somewhat vague and abstract, and Zhao Tianjiao was taken aback, not understanding what his father meant.

"Jealousy will make you lose your calm thinking," Zhao Jixiang said. "Don't pay attention to him, just focus on your own path."

Zhao Tianjiao was still somewhat unconvinced, but since his father had already said so, he opened his mouth, but finally fell silent.

"I just contacted Director Bai. Your recent research has a very high chance of being approved for provincial natural science grants next year. Keep in touch with Director Bai and review your proposals," Zhao Jixiang instructed. "Most importantly!"

"The exam is coming up," Zhao Tianjiao said sternly, uttering the words his father hadn't finished.

"Sigh, the exams are getting harder and harder these days. What I'm most worried about is the low-probability events." Zhao Jixiang stopped and turned to look at Zhao Tianjiao. "What if you don't pass the medical licensing exam? All the preparations you've made will have been for nothing."

"Dad, don't worry," Zhao Tianjiao said, patting his chest. "I guarantee I'll be in at least the top ten in the whole province!"

Zhao Jixiang nodded, neither agreeing nor disagreeing.

"I've been focusing my energy on the exam lately. If I hadn't been studying so hard, I wouldn't have heard the message Mr. Xu sent me today, and I wouldn't have let Ji Xiang and Mr. Xu go into surgery together."

"Those are all minor details." Zhao Jixiang pressed the elevator button and said earnestly, "Technical skills are one aspect, but the medical license is the most important. Next is the provincial natural sciences, then the national natural sciences, and then..."

"Dad." Zhao Tianjiao felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

"I can only offer a little help with things like the Outstanding Young Scientists Fund; whether it can be approved is another matter," Zhao Jixiang said.

The father and son took the elevator, went downstairs in silence, and got into their car.

Zhao Jixiang drove home, and when they arrived at the door, Zhao Tianjiao suddenly said, "Dad, I just remembered why I felt jealous."

"It's because of Ji Xiang's scientific research, right?"

Zhao Tianjiao was slightly taken aback when his father's words struck a chord with him, and then he was filled with admiration.

Although his father didn't say it, he had everything under control.

Ji Xiang, what do you have to compete with yourself with?

"Yes, Dad," Zhao Tianjiao said honestly. "Director Liu of the urology department seems to care a lot about Ji Xiang. He personally brought Ji Xiang to the orthopedics department this morning. I've never heard of a head of one department sending a resident trainee to another department before."

"When you see a piece of rough jade, anyone who isn't stupid will want to pocket it. It's not just Director Liu, Director Bai is the same."

"Director Bai?!"

Zhao Jixiang didn't say much to Zhao Tianjiao. The fewer people who know some things, the better. He believed that Director Bai and he had a tacit understanding.

His son, Zhao Tianjiao, was young and impetuous; who knew when he might blurt something out without thinking.

Although there's nothing seriously wrong, it's still best to be cautious to avoid any embarrassment.

"Don't worry about all that. I'll take care of looking up and watching where you're going. You're too short-sighted; you're just looking blindly anyway," Zhao Jixiang said. "Now is not the time to look up and watch where you're going. Just keep your head down and get to work. Your professional license is very important; you can't afford to make any mistakes."

His tone was heavy and solemn.

"Dad, don't worry." Zhao Tianjiao seemed to have calmed down a bit and answered seriously.

After returning home, the two changed their clothes and washed up, and Zhao Jixiang wanted to go to sleep.

The light in his son's bedroom was still on. Zhao Jixiang opened the door and peeked in. Seeing Zhao Tianjiao engrossed in his studies, he finally smiled with satisfaction.

He didn't say anything more to Zhao Tianjiao, and went to rest after closing the door.

Son, you'll grow up someday eventually.

He pointed out a path for him, helped him get on his feet, and gave him a boost, but how far he could go depended on Zhao Tianjiao's own abilities.

Provincial Natural Science Foundation, National Natural Science Foundation, my greatest ability is to be named a National Outstanding Young Scientist.

Lying in bed, Zhao Jixiang thought about his limits and gave a self-deprecating laugh.

It seems that becoming an academician is something that can only be coveted; Zhao Tianjiao is unlikely to achieve it. However, if he proves himself, his grandson might be able to give it a try.

This is the significance of family. While others follow the same path for one generation, our family can follow the same path for two or three generations, going further and further.

Before going to sleep, Zhao Jixiang's last thought was of Ji Xiang.

This young man seems very capable. He has only been at the Second Affiliated Hospital for three months, but he has already gained the appreciation of the professor in charge of the group, the department director, and Director Bai of the Medical Affairs Department.

They were even willing to pay a certain price to watch Ji Xiang rise in rank.

childish!

No rush, we'll find an opportunity to teach Ji Xiang how to be a good person.

Zhao Jixiang didn't care much about Ji Xiang's outstanding performance. The huge hospital was like a big ship, a big, broken ship.

If you go downstream, it might take a very long time.

However, if it were powered by nuclear energy, it would very likely fall apart instantly.

One or two exceptionally talented geniuses are nothing special; the platform is fundamental. Although some geniuses don't care about the platform because they are the platform themselves, such geniuses are rare.

and!

They only appeared in the 1980s and 1990s.

Ji Xiang...

Zhao Jixiang put that name aside and started thinking about the provincial science department.

In a half-asleep state, Zhao Jixiang suddenly dreamed that Zhao Tianjiao stumbled during his medical licensing exam, causing all of Zhao Jixiang's previous plans to go to waste.

I was suddenly startled awake.

In the dead of night, Zhao Jixiang felt helpless.

My son's situation is a big deal, and I can't face the successes and failures calmly and rationally.

(End of this chapter)