Healing Doctor

Chapter 398 Fighting for It

Director Sui went into surgery absentmindedly. Fortunately, he was already very familiar with hip replacement surgery and could do it just by relying on muscle memory. Otherwise, he would have definitely rescheduled the surgery.

It's strange, how come Zhao Dali's anterior cruciate ligament surgery recovered so well?

Without fluid accumulation, the patient can soon start rehabilitation training, and judging from Zhao Dali's appearance, he doesn't feel any pain or discomfort at all, and can't wait to go to the court to start doing 50-meter shuttle runs.

This surgery is very effective, but "very effective" is not an accurate description.

Director Sui even said that such situations are already excessive for ordinary people, but for athletes, this is a lifeline.

If it could be like what Ji Xiang said.

Damn it, Ji Xiang is just a resident trainee, and he just passed the professional qualification exam.

Thinking about the professional license, Director Sui had a flash of inspiration.

Director Liu of the urology department always remembered Ji Xiang's attitude, but the boy had not yet decided on his major; he would only decide on his major when he was promoted to intermediate level.

Why choose urology? My orthopedics department is a hundred times better than urology!

Director Sui had an idea.

Orthopedics is a highly sought-after department in hospitals across the country. Generally speaking, a typical top-tier hospital in a prefecture-level city requires at least a master's degree. This is the minimum requirement; in reality, even doctoral students are not guaranteed a permanent position.

The possibility of a PhD from a top-tier provincial hospital staying on is virtually nonexistent.

If orthopedics wasn't appealing, would Dean Zhao have arranged for his son to rotate through orthopedics as his first department?

If orthopedics weren't so desirable, there wouldn't be a situation where, despite severe shortages in emergency, pediatric, and interventional departments, orthopedic doctors are plentiful and there's no worry about a lack of staff.

Compared to urology, orthopedics is infinitely better.

While performing surgery, Director Sui suddenly muttered to himself, "I refuse to believe that we can't compete with the urology department for a single person."

The anesthesiologist immediately perked up his ears when he heard Director Sui talking to himself.

The words "competing for human health" and "urology" are completely unrelated.

"Director Sui, what are you saying?" the anesthesiologist asked, puzzled. "Our orthopedics department needs someone? Last year, Dr. Ma, whom you were mentoring, left in tears. He had been trying to keep him for three years but couldn't. He looked so pitiful, with snot and tears streaming down his face."

"..." Director Sui was taken aback, realizing that he had blurted out his true feelings.

Moreover, as the head of orthopedics, he might not even agree to help others when they beg him, let alone "fight" for it.

"Director Sui, your department needs people?! Really?!" The circulating nurse's eyes lit up immediately.

The fact that the orthopedics department is recruiting new staff is quite a surprise, even at the Second Affiliated Hospital.

Normally speaking, if Dean Zhao hadn't arranged for his own son, he wouldn't have had the authority to send someone to the orthopedics department.

In the entire Second Affiliated Hospital, only the hospital director has this ability, and even then, Director Sui's approval is required. There are far too many vested interests involved; it's incredibly complicated.

This is a big deal!!

"No, I meant other hospitals," Director Sui said, offering a flimsy excuse to brush it off.

The others seemed to be deep in thought. They could disregard Director Sui's words and only believe what he had just muttered to himself.

Whether it's true or false, this is big news.

Director Sui also felt that he was not in the right state of mind, so he cleared his mind of distractions and began to concentrate on the surgery.

He never uttered a single word of those "frivolous" remarks during orthopedic surgery; he remained focused and taciturn.

His posture seemed to confirm something.

It was around 6 p.m. after the surgery. Director Sui didn't go home. Instead, he went back to his office and started studying the surgery that Ji Xiang had performed.

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three days later.

"That's about it." Ji Xiang went over the details of the post-operative rehabilitation training one last time in front of Coach Feng and Zhao Dali.

He was still very worried, so he was being a bit long-winded.

The surgery was a success. This was the HZ technique taught to me by the system NPC. It is said that it can not only restore the athlete's local function to the level before the injury, but also strengthen the fragile ligaments and tendons!

Most athletes have their own Achilles' heel, and the HZ technique can be regarded as nothing, and can better reinforce the relatively vulnerable parts.

But that's what they say. It's the first time Ji Xiang has had a similar surgery in real life, and he's worried that Zhao Dali will run back to the football team like a rabbit after being discharged from the hospital.

"Dr. Ji, don't worry." Coach Feng's smile was like a blooming chrysanthemum. "We have professional rehabilitation training doctors, professionals."

"That's good. Take it step by step. You should gradually increase the dosage over 40-50 days. Don't rush it."

"Dr. Ji, I don't feel uncomfortable at all. I'm full of energy. I want to play soccer!" Zhao Dali said.

"Slap!" Coach Feng slapped him on the back of the head without any mercy.

"What are you thinking, you little brat!" Coach Feng scolded. "You just listen to whatever Dr. Ji says. If your hamstring breaks again, you'll be relegated to being a security guard at the provincial sports school."

Upon hearing that he was to guard the gate, Zhao Dali immediately dared not argue any further.

"Dr. Ji, thank you, thank you."

"Actually, I'm being too cautious." Ji Xiang smiled. "The training after we get back can be a bit more intense than for someone who has had similar surgery, absolutely. But, just to be on the safe side, you know what I mean."

"Okay, thank you."

Coach Feng didn't know how to express himself, so he just kept saying thank you.

They took Zhao Dali home from the hospital.

Zhao Dali lived in the dormitory of the provincial youth football team. Because he needed to recover from his injury, Coach Feng specially arranged a single room for him.

A month and a half should be enough to make my move to the Borussia Dortmund youth team.

There is another test before joining the team, and I hope Zhao Dali can pass it.

Coach Feng thought about it more and more; now Zhao Dali had once again become his hope.

Ten days later.

Fan Chengen appeared in the provincial youth football team.

"Professor Fan, what brings you here?" Dr. Kong, the football team's health care doctor, greeted him warmly.

"I've come to see Zhao Dali." Fan Cheng'en didn't mince words and stated his purpose directly.

Dr. Kong was taken aback, his expression slightly strange.

Fan Cheng'en's heart skipped a beat, and he asked, "How is Zhao Dali's recovery?"

"Professor Fan, Dali didn't have the surgery with you, are you angry?" Dr. Kong had unconsciously changed "you" to "you" and become a little more polite.

"No, I was just curious to see how Zhao Dali is recovering," Fan Cheng'en said. "He can walk normally now, right? Is there any pain? Any muscle or ligament adhesions?"

Dr. Kong sighed.

"Has something happened?" Fan Cheng'en asked with a strange feeling.

"No, it's something else. Ah, look at me, look at me, I'll take you to see him right away," Dr. Kong said hurriedly.

Could it be a problem with the knee ligaments? Fan Cheng'en wondered, seeing the strange look on Dr. Kong's face.

(End of this chapter)