Healing Doctor

Chapter 328 Nameless Fury

Zhao Jixiang glanced up at Zhao Xiangming's back, his expression serious.

He went out to make a phone call, and Dean Zhao knew perfectly well who he was calling. Who else could it be but that young man!

Dean Zhao couldn't understand why Zhao Xiangming, the director of the interventional radiology department at the Second Affiliated Hospital, would rely so heavily on a resident trainee.

Zhao Xiangming couldn't understand or perform the surgery, so how could a resident physician do it? Zhao Xiangji didn't believe it.

Zhao Jixiang felt a bit disgusted whenever he thought of Ji Xiang, perhaps because of what Zhao Tianjiao said last night.

A perfectly good hospital-wide consultation was held, with everyone working together to overcome the difficulties, but that old bastard Zhao Xiangming actually called a resident physician for help!

Is there anything more absurd than this?

He has no shame.

Dean Zhao's expression gradually turned cold, and the others, sensing the situation, remained silent.

The hospital-wide consultation was put on hold, and the faint sound of monitors could be heard coming from the ICU's private room—it was so jarring.

A few minutes later, Zhao Xiangming walked back with a blank expression.

"Director Zhao, what are your thoughts and ideas?" Dean Zhao asked calmly.

"They said it can be done surgically. They said they can use a guidewire to push out the tip of the Swan-Ganz catheter. The surgery isn't difficult," Zhao Xiangming stammered.

He seemed to be dreaming, in a very bad state, and did not notice the change in Dean Zhao's expression.

"Yes, who said that?" Dean Zhao asked.

"Dr. Ji."

"That urology resident?" Dean Zhao asked.

"Um."

"Smack!" Dean Zhao slammed his hand on the table, causing the computer on the table to shake a few times.

"Zhao Xiangming, you've really made something of yourself." Dean Zhao looked at Zhao Xiangming with a cold expression and said sternly, "You're supposed to be a top expert in interventional medicine in the province, a leading expert. If you can do it, you do it; if you can't, you can't. You bastard, go ask a resident!"

"..." Zhao Xiangming was taken aback.

"Why don't you go to Jixiang to pursue a master's degree and then come back to work?" Dean Zhao asked coldly.

"..."

These words were too harsh; the experts in the room could all sense the undisguised hostility in them.

Indeed, several directors subconsciously sided with Dean Zhao, looking at Zhao Xiangming with puzzlement.

Their thoughts were the same as Dean Zhao's. Zhao Xiangming had lived such a long and wasteful life. Why didn't he consult experts in Beijing or Shanghai when he encountered a knotted Swan-Ganz catheter, but instead asked a resident trainee?

The air in the office grew colder, and several gazes fell on Zhao Xiangming, making him feel uneasy.

Zhao Xiangming knew that Dean Zhao was unhappy and wanted to explain, but he didn't know if he should.

"Director Zhao," Section Chief Bai broke the silence, "can you push the tip of the Swan-Ganz catheter out using the interventional guidewire?"

"No," Zhao Xiangming answered decisively. "The operation is too delicate, almost like acrobatics, and my skill level isn't up to par."

"How dare you say that?" Dean Zhao was in a bad mood today, and he was even angrier after hearing Zhao Xiangming's words. "You, the director of the interventional radiology department of the Second Affiliated Hospital, think it's unacceptable, and you actually agree with the nonsense of a junior resident trainee who doesn't even have a license to practice medicine?"

"Where's your professionalism?!"

"Where has your spirit of healing and saving lives gone!"

"Are you fucking drunk yesterday and still not sober?!"

Dean Zhao Jixiang's series of stern questions left Zhao Xiangming completely stunned, and the others fell silent in fear.

Director Bai frowned. What was wrong with Dean Zhao today? He seemed a bit agitated. Why did mentioning Ji Xiang act like he'd stepped on his tail?

However, Director Bai was very shrewd, and in a moment of thought, he realized that it must be related to Zhao Tianjiao.

Although he felt it wouldn't hurt to let Ji Xiang try it, interventional surgery is just a puncture at most, and it doesn't involve the huge risks of surgical procedures.

But since Dean Zhao had already determined the nature of the matter, Director Bai couldn't really say anything.

"Director Wang, what are your opinions from the vascular surgery department?" Director Bai steered the conversation back on track, making Zhao Xiangming less embarrassed. "Could we cut open the jugular vein and remove the Swan-Ganz catheter?"

"If there's really no other way, we can give it a try," said Director Wang of the Vascular Surgery Department, trembling.

……

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operating room.

A few minutes ago, Ji Xiang heard the system task notification.

Then Zhao Xiangming called. After Ji Xiang had performed hundreds of surgeries in the system's operating room and mastered the technique of pushing out the head of the Swan-Ganz catheter, he gave Director Zhao Xiangming a positive answer.

"Xiao Ji, this isn't very careful," Director Liu said sternly to Ji Xiang after the circulating nurse hung up the phone.

"Oh, what's wrong, Director?"

Director Liu's thoughts went through many twists and turns. Some of the things he said were correct in terms of reason and emotion, but morally unstable, and he was easily criticized by others who stood on the moral high ground.

If someone has diabetes, they might end up with syrup all over their face.

"Dr. Xiao Ji, what Director Liu means is that since you don't have a professional certificate yet, you need to be more careful when performing surgery. If you have it done here, there won't be any problems, and Director Liu will help you resolve any issues that arise."

Zhao Zhe explained to Ji Xiang.

"With Director Liu there, who can say anything, right? But that's an emergency surgery, and the situation... I don't know what it's like, but it must be very difficult. If something goes wrong, there will be no one to take the blame, and that would be terrible."

Furthermore, it would be difficult for the hospital to explain. If the patient's family verifies that someone without a license was allowed to perform surgery, the hospital would face a storm of criticism. So, let's not cause trouble and just focus on doing our job well.

You don't know, I encountered a similar problem when I was in Yuanliao City. In short, it was very difficult to handle...

Zhao Zhe started rambling, habitually elaborating from one topic to another.

Neither Director Liu nor Ji Xiang interrupted him, each lost in their own thoughts.

Ji Xiang wasn't upset about the system task, even though the reward was generous. He was just feeling a bit sentimental. He used to think that technical skills were the most important thing, just like his grandfather, who had no professional title but wielded considerable influence in the financial market.

But in the hospital, before I could even take the first step, there were many obstacles.

It seems I must first obtain my medical license, then advance through the ranks, following the path others have taken.

Otherwise, this would be a fatal flaw and a huge hidden danger.

Director Liu remained silent; he knew exactly what Zhao Xiangming was thinking. Moreover, Director Liu believed that what Zhao Xiangming couldn't do, Ji Xiang might be able to do as well.

He was close to Ji Xiang and heard clearly what was happening over there.

Using a guidewire or catheter to pry open the knot of the Swan-Ganz floating catheter in the blood vessel... Director Liu's mouth went dry just thinking about this procedure.

Has Dr. Ji become that powerful?!

(End of this chapter)