Healing Doctor

Chapter 511 Don't underestimate a young man's potential

"Dad, is it difficult to remove a foreign object from the bronchus?" Zhao Tianjiao asked, somewhat bewildered.

"It's difficult." Dean Zhao didn't know much about it either, but he had seen it before. "Moreover, the patient's foreign object was a staple, which was very small, adding to the difficulty."

Furthermore, the staples had already caused airway bleeding, forming a blood clot that obstructed the airway. Although the main airway is quite wide, this blood clot wouldn't cause much of a problem, but improper handling could lead to future complications like hyperplasia, inevitably resulting in airway narrowing.

"Can interventional surgery work?" Zhao Tianjiao was completely confused. He was only concerned about Ji Xiang, so he asked casually.

Dean Zhao shook his head, indicating that he did not know.

Interventional surgery is a niche field, and even Director Zhao doesn't know much about it.

When the hospital introduced the DSA machine, he had already moved to a government agency and rarely came into contact with new clinical technologies.

He only knew a little bit, and in front of his son, Dean Zhao had to maintain his public image, so he could only speak as little as possible.

Zhao Tianjiao was completely absorbed in watching the television. The immense pressure brought by the gloomy images unconsciously made his breathing heavy.

It's like you've taken on a difficult patient, and you not only have to face the patient's life and safety, but also the blame from the patient's family after treatment fails due to the complexity of the illness.

All of this, combined with the dark, somber, and heavy art style, has already brought Zhao Tianjiao into the hospital, making him feel as if he were the doctor treating him.

Hearing his son's breathing getting heavier and heavier, Dean Zhao knew he was very nervous.

Who wouldn't be nervous when faced with a patient like this?

If complications arise during treatment at a primary care hospital, and a higher-level hospital fails to clean up the mess, there may not be serious consequences, but there will certainly be problems.

The key is that bronchoscopy cannot do it, and thoracoscopy may not be able to do it either; a large open chest is required.

Even though the incisions for open-chest surgery are getting smaller and smaller, a 15-20cm incision is still quite large.

what's next?

The picture quality has changed from movie quality to variety show quality. Obviously, maintaining movie quality throughout is neither economical nor time-efficient.

The patient was taken into the hybrid operating room, where both teams were already in place.

One group, from the interventional radiology department, went first to try and remove the staples using minimally invasive techniques. The other group, from the thoracic surgery department, would need to perform open-chest surgery if the interventional procedure failed.

Dean Zhao watched intently as the camera panned past the pre-operative process, unlike the previous two episodes where a camera was recording the surgeon's procedure.

The only thing displayed on the screen was the surgical footage from the DSA machine.

Guide wires, catheters, and catchers; various models of catchers.

The capture device could "catch" the staple, but for various reasons, it could not "pull" the staple out of the right main bronchus after several attempts.

This is due to technical limitations. Even the experienced senior doctors at the First Affiliated Hospital couldn't remove it, so it couldn't be removed and open-chest surgery would be necessary. Dean Zhao knew this very well.

What to do next?

What Director Bai could think of, Dean Zhao could also think of; next, it's likely that Ji Xiang will have to step in.

I never imagined that a young resident trainee who had just arrived at the Second Affiliated Hospital a few months ago would end up like this.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Zhao Tianjiao with his fists clenched on his lap, his back straight, his face serious and tense.

"Find Ji Xiang."

The voice-over shattered Zhao Tianjiao's immersive experience. His body stiffened slightly, his muscles visibly tensed, and he looked as if he were facing a formidable enemy.

Dean Zhao sighed inwardly, knowing that Ji Xiang was his son's obsession.

The gap between the two is like the number of knots in a martial arts competition; one is the limit for ordinary people, while the other is unattainable.

In just a few months, Ji Xiang managed to get the director of the interventional radiology department at the First Affiliated Hospital of Hangzhou Medical University to ask him to come and save Taiwan after a failed surgery.

This is incredible, yet unexpected and perfectly logical.

The moment Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe appeared on screen, Dean Zhao lost interest in watching the program. He already knew the ending. At that moment, Dean Zhao was more concerned about whether his son could overcome this inner demon.

Admitting defeat is an essential skill for an adult.

Acknowledging that you are not the protagonist of your own life is part of growing up.

As for Ji Xiang, he's an outlier.

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The moment Director Xu saw Zhao Zhe appear, he was completely stunned. He stared at the screen as if facing a formidable enemy, his eyes gleaming with a shifty light.

Unlike Zhao Tianjiao, Director Xu was not driven by a desire to win.

Director Xu's competitive spirit vanished the moment Dean Zou raised his hand and slapped him across the face, and now he felt a little regretful.

If I had known that Zhao Zhe, this hopeless old doctor, would end up like this, I should have treated him better back then.

If he hadn't held him in high regard, Director Xu wouldn't have offended him so easily. He could have simply ignored him and let him go.

There was once a saying that went around in society: "Thirty years east of the river, thirty years west of the river," and the overly sentimental saying, "Never underestimate a young man's potential."

Director Xu had no idea why this phrase suddenly became popular or where it originated.

But at that moment, all he could think about was—never underestimate a young man's potential.

Zhao Zhe, a seemingly hopeless attending physician, became the savior of a difficult surgery at the First Affiliated Hospital of Hangzhou Medical University.

What about after that?

The scene had been dark and gloomy, giving a sense of oppression.

When Ji Xiang appeared, the director only gave him a splash of color—a green isolation suit, with his young face barely visible beneath a mask and hat.

Everything was full of life.

Although Zhao Zhe was standing behind Ji Xiang and not particularly noticeable, Director Xu's gaze still fell on him.

A thick, hard thigh was being held so firmly by that old geezer Zhao Zhe that Director Xu began to reflect on everything he had done before.

Is there any way to improve the relationship between herself and Zhao Zhe? This was the only thought on Director Xu's mind.

It's not the theft itself that's scary, it's having someone eyeing it.

Doctors from higher-level hospitals rarely take action to suppress doctors of Yuanliao City's level, not because they are incapable of doing so, but because their levels are fundamentally different, and there is rarely any deep-seated hatred between them.

The more arrogant she was when she stopped Zhao Zhe from transferring jobs, the more uneasy she felt now.

Director Xu stared blankly as Zhao Zhe and Ji Xiang went into surgery.

He didn't know that this was footage added later; if he had known the original situation, he probably would have had even more thoughts.

Ji Xiang bent the guidewire to a suitable angle and extended it through the side hole of the catheter, instantly "hooking" the staple. Then, Zhao Zhe's catheter worked perfectly, and the staple was removed smoothly from a different angle.

Director Xu hadn't expected it to go so smoothly. The moment the staples were removed, he stared blankly at the screen, his mind a complete mess.

(End of this chapter)