Healing Doctor

Chapter 348: A composure and maturity unlike that of a young person.

The news that Ji Xiang achieved a perfect score in the national medical licensing examination, ranking first in the country, spread like wildfire.

Secondly, still second in the province, the difference in scores was like a knot in a grand competition, and Zhao Tianjiao was once again forgotten.

Even Zhao Tianjiao didn't appear in everyone's sight.

Being ranked first in the country, and even achieving a perfect score, caused a huge sensation in the province's medical community, like a bombshell.

Deng Chaohong also learned about this that evening.

The next morning, when they arrived at the hospital, Deng Chaohong's gaze towards Ji Xiang seemed a little off.

However, Deng Chaohong remained composed. Despite his surprise, he continued to do his work every day.

As usual, Deng Chaohong first checked the surgical patients with Ji Xiang, then waited for the shift handover, ward rounds, and surgeries.

"Xiao Ji, I heard you got a perfect score on your exam? Is that true?" President Xu Leyu asked curiously.

"Really," Ji Xiang replied.

"Awesome!" Lu Kai was a little envious, but he had also passed the score requirement. He was envious, but not to the point of being jealous.

Deng Chaohong looked Ji Xiang up and down, but didn't see any sign that Ji Xiang was suppressing his joy, which puzzled him.

Being in the limelight is something everyone cares about. But Ji Xiang seemed to be an exception; for him, achieving a perfect score and ranking first in the country was as simple and carefree as eating breakfast.

"Dr. Xiao Ji, it's not difficult to get a high score, but to get a perfect score is..." Deng Chaohong said, seeing Zhao Tianjiao walk in with a frown.

Zhao Tianjiao was in a dilemma, as if he were about to face a mountain of knives.

"Tianjiao, you're here," Deng Chaohong called out.

"Teacher Deng," Zhao Tianjiao called out, then quietly hid in a corner.

He was different from usual.

Deng Chaohong sighed inwardly. Zhao Tianjiao had truly made Dean Zhao proud, ranking second in the province. This title alone was enough to support Zhao Tianjiao for the next five to ten years.

Unfortunately, there was another person in my group who was the national champion and got a perfect score.

In comparison, Zhao Tianjiao was once again forgotten in Java.

"Now that you've finished your exams, come back and perform more surgeries when you have time," Deng Chaohong said softly as he walked over to Zhao Tianjiao.

"Hmm." Zhao Tianjiao squeezed out a sound from his nose. He lowered his head, so his expression was not visible.

Deng Chaohong was also helpless. Young people are always willing to compete; that's called a competitive spirit.

It is indeed a good thing, but it depends on who you're talking to.

Ji Xiang got a perfect score and ranked first in the country. If Zhao Tianjiao still wants to compete, he really doesn't know what "death" means.

Director Sui was late, and the atmosphere became slightly awkward. Just as Deng Chaohong was about to say something, a series of hurried footsteps came from outside the door.

There were many people coming down from the elevator, and then I heard a familiar voice.

"Dean, Ji Xiang is the resident physician who performed the corpus cavernosum puncture during the gas station accident rescue," Director Bai's voice came through.

"Oh? So it was him. I knew Old Master Gu wouldn't have misjudged him!"

Deng Chaohong was slightly surprised to see Dean Sun also come, but after thinking about it, he immediately understood.

A perfect score and first place in the country—this is something Dean Sun can boast about. Of course, he has to come and see Ji Xiang in person and say a few words.

However, Deng Chaohong did not expect that Ji Xiang had performed corpus cavernosum puncture on a patient with severe burns, and Dean Sun did not remember this incident.

"Dean, Dr. Ji is very good. I knew he could do well on the test, but I didn't expect him to get a perfect score."

As he spoke, the group walked in. Director Sui bowed and led the way, his face beaming with smiles, as if he were the one who had achieved a perfect score and ranked first in the country.

Deng Chaohong exchanged a wink with Ji Xiang.

"Xiao Ji, come here." Director Bai waved to Ji Xiang as he entered.

"Hello Dean Sun, hello Director Bai." Ji Xiang was not flattered, but bowed slightly in a calm and generous manner.

Dean Sun reached out and shook hands with Ji Xiang.

Behind them, people were taking photos with professional cameras.

Deng Chaohong was surprised that Dean Sun was so well-prepared so early in the morning, with even the publicity staff bringing the most professional equipment.

The flash went off, and it was quite dazzling, even blinding compared to the operating room's shadowless lights, which made Deng Chaohong very uncomfortable.

To Deng Chaohong's surprise, Ji Xiang, who looked rather inexperienced, performed with exceptional composure and perfection in this moment that made Deng Chaohong feel somewhat awkward.

In comparison, Deng Chaohong believes that it is more difficult than performing a perfect surgery.

"Work hard in the future and try to stay at the Second Affiliated Hospital," said Dean Sun, patting Ji Xiang on the shoulder after taking a photo with him.

"Thank you for your concern, Dean. I will definitely work hard," Ji Xiang replied cooperatively.

"If you encounter any difficulties, just ask Director Bai. Don't worry, our Second Affiliated Hospital never buries talent. Regarding talent and the cultivation of talent pools..."

Dean Sun began his speech without thinking, and applause occasionally rang out from the small office.

The atmosphere was lively and joyful, much like Dean Sun's annual New Year's address.

Ji Xiang cooperated well, showing none of the eccentric or unsociable sharpness often associated with young and promising talents.

After all that was done, it was already 8:30. Dean Sun and his team left, and only then did the shift handover begin.

Deng Chaohong turned around, intending to comfort Zhao Tianjiao, but Zhao Tianjiao had vanished without a trace.

That's for the best. No matter what I say, I can't heal the wounds in Zhao Tianjiao's heart.

Deng Chaohong sighed. Zhao Tianjiao was truly unlucky. If it had been a year earlier, he would have left a significant mark on the provincial medical community, even if the record was broken the following year.

Since Zhou Yu was born, why was Zhuge Liang born as well?

Deng Chaohong glanced at Ji Xiang. The young man's expression was normal, without arrogance or feigned humility, as if Dean Sun's personal visit to take a photo with him was just a trivial matter.

"This child has such a good mindset," Deng Chaohong thought to himself.

After handing over his shift, Deng Chaohong took Ji Xiang to surgery. Rumor had it that Ji Xiang was arrogant and domineering on the operating table, and had once verbally abused Director Wu of the urology department.

However, Deng Chaohong performed many surgeries with Ji Xiang, and Ji Xiang dutifully served as his assistant, which made Deng Chaohong feel that the rumors were really unbelievable.

Ji Xiang didn't seem like a young man, but rather more like a seasoned attending physician like Zhao Zhe. Zhao Tianjiao would proactively demonstrate his abilities, constantly implying that he was already skilled enough to perform surgery.

But Ji Xiang never gave any hints. He did whatever he was told to do, and his lack of desire seemed... cough cough cough, Deng Chaohong thought of the middle-aged man helplessly.

This mature air is just like that of a middle-aged man.

Even in his middle age, Deng Chaohong felt that if he could win first place in the country based on his own abilities, he would be proud for a while.

Lu Gang from the medical affairs department was assigned to work on surgeries and write medical records. Zhao Zhe, an experienced attending physician, was also good at writing medical records. Deng Chaohong felt much more relaxed when Ji Xiang brought a fully-equipped medical team to work under him.

(End of this chapter)