Healing Doctor

Chapter 451 I've long heard of your great name, it's legendary.

Silence, endless silence.

Even the guests who didn't understand medicine noticed something was amiss. Professor Shen and Mao Mao, who was a nurse, stared intently at Ji Xiang and Director Li as they reviewed the images and discussed things, unable to utter a single word.

Why?!

Shouldn't it be Ji Xiang, who did something he shouldn't have done, who gets a severe scolding?

Shouldn't it be normal for the director, who shouldn't have been invited, to look disdainful?

Not only in this season, but also in the first two seasons, interns were scolded for this.

Everyone puts themselves in this situation and believes that this is the norm.

Now, that intern is actually looking at the scans side by side with the head of the interventional radiology department at the First Affiliated Hospital, whispering to each other from time to time, creating an indescribable harmony.

After an unknown amount of time, a voice came through the bald host's earpiece, waking him from his daze.

The bald host was a professional after all; he quickly composed himself, managed his expression, and put on a professional smile.

"Professor Shen, what do you think of the interventional radiology department's consultation opinion?" the bald host asked.

Professor Shen hesitated for a few seconds before finally saying, "I don't have any opinion."

"..." The bald host was helpless, but seeing that Professor Shen looked serious and didn't want to answer his question at all, he had no choice but to turn to Mao Mao.

Although Mao Mao is a nurse by profession, she debuted early on through a talent show, so she's the kind of person who knows about things but doesn't know the details.

Using Mao Mao to save the day is just right.

"Mao Mao, what do you think?" the bald host asked.

"We're having a consultation," Mao Mao cleverly said, uttering a seemingly pointless statement. "Many illnesses require collaboration between multiple departments."

"I think Director Li is very enthusiastic."

"Maybe it's because Dr. Ji Xiangji got a perfect score in the national medical licensing exam, just like getting a perfect score into Tsinghua or Peking University, he's bound to be the focus of everyone's attention." Mao Mao was still quick-witted, inadvertently shifting the topic to another direction.

So everyone started discussing the perfect score, which ranked first in the country.

The atmosphere in the discussion room became lively. When it came to medicine, apart from Professor Shen, everyone else was probably a layman and didn't have much to talk about.

But once the topic of the college entrance exam comes up, they become quite talkative. It's perfect for passing the time.

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After discussing with Ji Xiang for a few minutes, Director Li turned to look at the patient.

"You're a patient, aren't you?"

The patient nodded; he was also confused and didn't understand the situation.

"Surgery is possible." Director Li gave the patient a clear answer without any ambiguity. "But as you know, we're treating this as a last resort. We encounter similar situations frequently in our department. If the treatment is effective, it can increase survival by an average of 1-2 years."

"!!!"

"But for each individual, no one can predict what the outcome will be. Unsatisfactory treatment results are quite common," Director Li said. "I suggest you give it a try, but don't have too high hopes."

"Okay!" the patient replied eagerly.

Although Director Li's later words became somewhat ambiguous, it's possible that having surgery to prolong life is like the difference between heaven and hell compared to going home to wait for death.

Even if it's just a try, it's better than waiting to die, because it's hope.

After Director Li finished speaking, he turned to look at Director Yang and said, "Director Yang, the surgery can be done. I'll go if everything is alright."

Director Yang was expressionless; he no longer knew how to describe it.

Then Director Li smiled and said, "Dr. Ji, could you leave your contact information?"

"..."

"..."

People were speechless once again.

"Once the surgery date is set, would you like to come and take a look at the surgery? It would be best if you could come up and have the surgery done together."

"Thank you, Director Li." Ji Xiang smiled, took out his phone, exchanged phone numbers with Director Li, and scanned a WeChat QR code.

"I'll be going now, you still have to record a program here," Director Li said with a smile. "You must come on the day of the surgery. I've heard that your surgical skills are superb, I'm finally going to have the chance to see it."

"You're too kind, Director Li. I'll definitely come to learn from you on the day of the surgery." Ji Xiang bowed politely and extended his hand.

His attitude seemed like that of an intern, but Director Li never treated Ji Xiang as an intern. Instead, he held Ji Xiang's hands in both of his, shook them a few times, and then turned and left with satisfaction.

The patient went out, and Director Fan had one group follow the patient while the other group stayed in the doctor's office.

Director Yang's expression was solemn. He hesitated for a moment, then ignored Director Fan's hint and strode out.

"Old Li, wait a minute." Director Yang called out to Director Li of the Interventional Radiology Department.

"What's wrong?"

"What exactly is going on?" Director Yang glanced at the camera with disgust and pulled Director Li aside to ask.

"You don't know? Heh, no wonder." Director Li began to tell Director Yang in detail about how a few months ago, the "Shanghai Gandan Qin Chu" wanted to recruit Ji Xiang as his last disciple, and even held a grand academic conference, and invited the only academician in the circle to preside over it.

This series of events left Director Yang speechless.

The term "closed-door disciple" is not commonly used; most people use it for fun.

After all, the people qualified to take on disciples all grew up reading martial arts novels, so calling them that won't cause any offense.

However, the fact that Qin Chu, the owner of the interventional hepatobiliary surgery department in Shanghai, brought in Academician Teng to oversee Ji Xiang's case speaks volumes.

What kind of young people are worth the personal recruitment of Mr. Qin, the ruthless boss of Shanghai?

What kind of young people are worthy of Boss Qin's invitation to an academician to oversee things?

What kind of young person could spit in Boss Qin's face like that?

Director Yang had little contact with Ji Xiang, and he still had some doubts.

"I don't agree with what Boss Qin is doing; it's too sloppy," Director Li said, lowering his voice even further as he whispered to Director Yang, "We all look down on him, but he has the backing of an old master in hepatobiliary surgery and the largest specialized hospital in the country. It's no use looking down on him."

"I received the invitation, but I could only sheepishly go to the academic conference."

"You didn't see it? At the academic conference, Ji Xiang didn't give Qin Chu any face at all. In the end, he even threw the documents at Director Ling Tian's face, hahaha."

Director Li burst into laughter at this point, clearly enjoying himself immensely.

"That amazing?"

"What they said makes sense, like the Emperor's New Clothes. I'm a coward, I don't dare to say it. Ji Xiang is young and impetuous, so he said it, but what can Qin Chu do? Can he bite Dr. Ji to death?"

"If it really comes to a fight, his old arms and legs are no match for Ji Xiang. Even if Ji Xiang is detained, so what? Has Qin Chu lost all shame?"

"But isn't that too reckless?"

"No." Director Li's smile faded, and he said seriously, "I heard that Qin Chu helped Ji Xiang perform two surgeries. The one that Qin Chu couldn't do, Ji Xiang did very well."

"!!!"

(End of this chapter)