Healing Doctor

Chapter 783 Pu Xin Nan

Ji Xiang didn't care, but he was quite surprised that Dr. Meltz had traveled a long way to the Second Affiliated Hospital to find out about Lin Jiuze's problem.

What kind of deep-seated hatred must there be?

"You jumped off the building with his child in your arms?" Ji Xiang asked.

Lin Jiu frowned slightly and looked intently at Ji Xiang.

It seems that after his trip to Shanghai, Ji Xiang underwent a complete transformation.

If Ji Xiang in the past was skilled in surgery but still felt somewhat awkward in everyday interactions, then Ji Xiang now has grown up overnight and matured completely.

eccentric.

Lin Jiu looked at Ji Xiang closely but couldn't see anything amiss. He even considered taking out his notebook and writing and drawing on it.

"You really don't mind the distance? You have really bad connections in Massachusetts." Ji Xiang was very puzzled.

"..."

"But that shouldn't be the case. As long as you don't speak, no one can see you." Ji Xiang laughed.

"The medical model abroad is different from that in China," Lin Jiu explained to Ji Xiang as they walked. "I have a classmate at Harvard who now runs his own clinic. He is skilled in orthopedic surgery, especially secondary repair surgery for joints where scarring affects joint mobility."

"Many patients who have surgery at places where insurance companies reimburse them and then have scars come to him for surgery. He doesn't reimburse them there, and the cost is several times higher than at places where insurance companies reimburse them, but he's still overcrowded and you have to wait in line."

"It's all because of fame."

Lin Jiu smiled as he spoke, "Athletes, especially top athletes, involve huge interests. It's only right that Dr. Meltz traveled all this way to come and see them."

Ji Xiang thought about it and it seemed to make sense. It was unacceptable to the academic bullies that Wen Banyama insisted on having a second surgery after his initial surgery in the US.

"Xiao Ji, you really should go abroad and see the world," Director Bai said with a smile.

"Yes, we'll look for an opportunity. The level of medical care abroad is very high. Director Bai, what are your thoughts?" Ji Xiang asked.

"It's a matter of opinion. Healthcare abroad is monopolized by interest groups, much like our former scholar-official class. They spent four years in university, four years studying medicine, and after graduating and obtaining their licenses, they still had a long internship period, similar to becoming a scholar through the imperial examinations, with countless other paths to take."

People like Professor Lin, who become professors in their thirties, are truly exceptional talents.

"Ha ha."

Ji Xiang immediately understood Director Bai's analogy.

"To put it simply, the hospitals around here are like hole-in-the-wall restaurants—they're not fancy, but they're filling. Take our neurosurgery department, for example; we introduced a preoperative intelligent surgical approach calculation system back in 2008."

"Oh?" Ji Xiang was taken aback.

This thing existed more than ten years ago?! How come it's not being used anymore?

Director Bai ignored Ji Xiang's surprise and did not explain the system. Instead, he changed the subject, "That thing is indeed useful. For example, my surgical score is 80 points, and that system can raise my surgical score to 90 points, or even 95 points."

"But after trying it a few times, I found that it simply didn't work."

As he spoke, Director Bai looked at Ji Xiang with a smile, "Ji Xiang, I'm going to test you. Can you guess what's wrong with this advanced equipment?"

Ji Xiang was slightly taken aback, recalling the medical experience of the future world that the system NPC had made him feel.

The intelligent system that Director Bai described, which can only locate and find surgical approaches, seems somewhat similar to the future of medicine. It's hard to imagine that such things could be seen in China in 2008.

If that's the case, it's estimated that clinical trials in Europe and America would have already begun around 2000.

Given the level of domestic copying, it shouldn't have failed to become widespread or even disappeared entirely after so many years. Even Director Bai, who supports new technologies, tried it and said it was good, but resolutely refused to use it.

It's a very extreme and agonizing feeling.

Why? Ji Xiang thought for a long time but couldn't find the answer.

"There are too many surgeries. The night before my surgery, I go through each patient's information with this system, and by then it's dawn. I simply don't have the energy to perform surgery on the patients the next day."

"I gave up after only two or three times. After all, I need to ensure the number of surgeries I can perform; otherwise, patients piling up at the door will lead to even bigger medical disputes."

"Is this what you mean by a 'fly restaurant'?" Ji Xiang asked.

"Yes, our healthcare system must prioritize basic medical care before moving on to high-end services. You can't expect to be like hospitals abroad, such as Massachusetts General Hospital..."

As Director Bai spoke, he smiled slightly. He was about to look at Lin Jiuze when he seemed to realize something and forcibly turned his neck back.

"Leaving aside Massachusetts General Hospital, the Mayo Clinic, for example, has an annual revenue that is roughly equivalent to the combined revenue of Peking Union Medical College Hospital, West China Hospital, and six or seven other top-tier tertiary hospitals. Tell me, do they see more patients or perform more surgeries?"

"Is it because there are so many people getting physical exams?" Ji Xiang scratched his head and smiled.

"Oh?" Director Bai was slightly surprised, but immediately realized that Ji Xiang's family background was not simple.

"Mayo Clinic's annual check-up costs a lot, but I've heard they prefer check-ups, right, Dr. Lin?"

"Yes, especially the wealthy people from the Middle East who go there for medical checkups," Lin Jiu replied. "If they come for a medical checkup, they basically book an entire floor, bringing their families along. Most importantly, they are purely out-of-pocket patients and don't have to deal with insurance companies."

When Lin Jiu talked about not having to deal with insurance companies, a rare look of envy appeared on his face.

It seems that he becomes more cheerful when he talks about having nothing to do with the health insurance company.

"That's about it. They're a five-star hotel, and we're a hole-in-the-wall restaurant. But do you really think the food at a hole-in-the-wall restaurant is bad? I don't think so."

"For example, an appointment with a specialist in China costs only a small amount of money, which is simply impossible abroad. Dr. Lin, after you received the offer from Massachusetts General Hospital, how much is the registration fee?"

"In the hospital, it's an annual salary system; you only need to see 12 patients a day. If you go to a clinic, I'll probably pay $1000-$2000 to review your scans. For emergency consultations, I've taken on cases worth $5."

This time, even Director Bai was envious; he almost drooled.

A single X-ray costs nearly ten thousand yuan, and there are additional charges for emergency care.

"You've earned quite a bit," Ji Xiang said with a smile, seemingly oblivious to the concept of money.

"A thoracentesis procedure costs ten thousand US dollars, so I was very surprised when I saw that we performed surgeries in the department, especially Dr. Ji Xiang, and changed dressings for many patients without charging."

"It's not much money in total, and writing a bill takes up time. If the patient looks nice and doesn't seem like they have a medical dispute, I basically won't bother writing a bill."

Although Director Bai was very serious when discussing fees with the doctors and nurses, he had a different attitude towards Ji Xiang.

He chuckled. "Xiao Ji, would you rather wait in line outside a five-star hotel for a year or two, or wait in line outside a hole-in-the-wall restaurant for an hour or two?"

"I understand now," Ji Xiang said. "Dr. Lin, how much does it cost to take the U exam?"

"I've always received scholarships, the highest amount ever, so I basically didn't spend any money."

Lin Jiu seemed somewhat proud, puffing out his chest as he spoke.

"You can make a lot of money after you get your medical license, right?"

"Being a young doctor is extremely tiring. There's a famous hospital in Australia where a doctor once died from overwork."

"That's amazing!!"

"Yes, because it's an elite education, there are more junior doctors than junior doctors, so it's quite tiring. But if you can get through this period quickly, it won't be too difficult later on. My classmate has successfully transitioned from secondary scar repair surgery to arthroscopy, knee and hip replacement surgery."

"However, the highest-earning doctors there are cosmetic surgeons, followed by cardiac surgeons. Orthopedics is so-so. The most lucrative field is sports medicine, so..."

Speaking of this, Director Bai seemed to recall something happy. He smiled and said, "People in China also know this, so in previous years, cardiac surgery was the choice of many surgeons, but in the end, they were almost all unemployed."

"I've seen quite a few surgeries performed in the cardiac surgery department of our hospital," Ji Xiang said.

"Our hospital, or hospitals slightly below us, are among the lowest-level cardiac surgery hospitals. Cardiac surgery in city-level hospitals is practically non-existent, which is a pity considering that many talented surgeons dedicated themselves to this field back then."

Ji Xiang noticed the adjectives used by Director Bai. Instead of using "highly skilled," he described the doctors as having "quite good talent."

At this point, Dr. Meltz has been largely forgotten.

Whether intentionally or unintentionally, no one brought it up again.

Director Bai knew Ji Xiang well, so he didn't ask him whether he wanted to go home or to the hospital, but instead took Ji Xiang directly to the hospital.

Back in the department, before even entering the ward, I saw a tall, blond man standing at the door.

"That's Dr. Meltz," Lin Jiu said softly.

Ji Xiang smiled slightly and nodded.

The group walked over at a normal pace, and Lin Jiu greeted Dr. Meltz.

"Dr. Lin," Ji Xiang asked in fluent American English, "is this Dr. Meltz from Massachusetts General Hospital, who's here to observe and learn about surgery?"

Observe!

study!!

Director Bai had many plans for this meeting, but he never expected that Ji Xiang would embarrass Dr. Meltz as soon as they met.

That's really tough!

Director Bai knew why Ji Xiang did this, but he didn't expect Ji Xiang to be so forceful.

Because Ji Xiang's English was exceptionally good, Dr. Meltz's expression turned extremely grim after hearing what Ji Xiang said.

"Dr. Lin, is Dr. Meltz your friend? Show him the relevant materials first. Since he's here to learn, we must make sure Dr. Meltz is satisfied."

Lin Jiu was slightly taken aback, then a very complicated smile appeared on his face.

Ji Xiang certainly has the air of a natural leader; I'm more of an outsider, and it's all about exchanging benefits.

But in just a few words, he discerned the conflict between himself and Dr. Meltz, and immediately put Dr. Meltz in an awkward position.

And without hesitation.

This made Lin Jiu quite happy.

"Dr. Meltz, come with me." Lin Jiu then gestured for him to follow Ji Xiang's words.

Are you all that confident?

"Yes, in China, we're called 'Puxin men.' It means that we're generally very confident."

Zhao Zhe listened to Lin Jiu's rambling explanation of the concept of "Pu Xin Nan" and couldn't figure out whether Lin Jiu didn't understand the meaning of the word or was deliberately teasing him.

Lin Jiuze and Dr. Meltz arrived at the doctor's office, and Lin Jiuze opened his email first.

"You're really lucky, Dr. Meltz," Lin Jiu said with a pleasant expression. "We've received feedback on the conditions of two patients."

Dr. Meltz looked disdainful.

But as Lin Jiu finished downloading the email and opened it, Dr. Meltz's expression froze.

On the turbulent green field, Zhao Dali, as agile as a rabbit, dribbled the ball and ran swiftly.

He looks stronger and more physically imposing than before, but this also puts more strain on his joints.

However, Zhao Dali seemed to have long been used to the increased weight on his body. With a push of his shoulder and a lean, the ball flew up and just grazed the top of the defender's head.

The entire technique is so meticulous that you can't tell he was ever injured.

Immediately before the ball hit the ground, Zhao Dali unleashed a powerful volley, sending the ball flying into the goal like a cannonball.

"It's the same every week, Dr. Ji Xiang. It's so boring." Lin Jiu sighed, shrugged, and spread his hands. "The patients' feedback is just a compilation of their shots. I'm already tired of this job."

"..."

Dr. Meltz was speechless.

Director Bai smiled, while Dr. Lin Jiu and Ji Xiang worked together seamlessly, creating an extremely imposing and pretentious atmosphere.

Not to mention Dr. Meltz, even I felt that the two of them were being aggressive.

"This proves the patient is recovering well and has a bright future. I heard Manchester City is going to write Zhao Dali a blank check? Is that true?" Ji Xiang asked.

Lin Jiu was taken aback, but then laughed and said, "Given this kind of performance, plus the fact that the patient is not even 20 years old, it doesn't matter how big the number is on the blank check, Mansour will definitely not be stingy."

After a slight pause, Lin Jiu, without looking at Dr. Meltz, said in American English, "It seems this patient is recovering well. I will compile the specific data and send it to your email tonight."

Dr. Meltz silently watched Zhao Dali on the court.

He had also observed the athlete, and Zhao Dali's performance had astonished countless people. From obscurity to receiving a blank check from the Manchester City owner, this young man only took six months.

and!

It was achieved after a major surgical procedure.

To Dr. Meltz, Lin Jiuze's words did not sound like mere boasting, but rather a truthful complaint.

Zhao Dali quickly secured a starting position in the Bundesliga and has scored a goal every week for nearly twenty consecutive weeks.

Reading Zhao Dali's injury recovery summary is like watching a highlight reel of his goals.

Zhao Dali performed some of the more difficult moves without any hesitation and with a very high degree of completion. If it weren't for repeated confirmation, no one would believe that Zhao Dali had only been out of surgery for less than six months.

After silently watching Zhao Dali's "goal highlights," Dr. Meltz asked, "Dr. Lin, are the other patients recovering the same way?"

"See, you'll see." Lin Jiu was already intimately familiar with the video recording address and clicked on the next video.

Neymar appeared.

Dr. Meltz looked at the video footage with a sense of helplessness.

"It's a real pity that the surgery was to be performed by Wenban Yama, and his medical team chose you. If it had been us, now..." Lin Jiu said calmly.

"It doesn't matter who we choose, there's no problem with Wenban Yama's recovery!" Dr. Meltz interrupted Lin Jiuze angrily, clenching his fists and retorting.

"Oh, that's unbelievable, Dr. Merz. You're still so confident after seeing Neymar's injury recovery video." Lin Jiu smiled and pointed to Neymar's back on the pitch. "Look, if it were your team, would Mr. Neymar's surgery have had such good results?"

Although Dr. Meltz was furious, he didn't know how to refute Lin Jiuze's words.

Definitely not. If the effects are similar, Dr. Meltz has countless ways to fight back.

But now, he could only keep his mouth shut as he watched Neymar's retreating figure.

"Dr. Lin, Dr. Meltz is here to observe and learn, so please be more gentle," Ji Xiang interrupted Lin Jiuze's sarcastic remarks.

Director Bai almost burst out laughing.

Ji Xiang set up a ladder, but Lin Jiu took advantage of it.

After that, Ji Xiang didn't want to climb up the ladder, but instead kept kicking Dr. Meltz's face.

As expected of a resident trainee who dares to directly confront Qin Chu, the unfamiliar Dr. Meltz is nothing compared to Qin Chu.

Dr. Meltz was furious, but the facts were undeniable, and no amount of words could change them.

But he was not convinced.

"I advised Wenban Yama's team to be very cautious about the second surgery," Dr. Meltz said. "Wenban Yama's recovery is going quite well, but if..."

"Second surgery, huh? I happen to have a video of a patient who had a second surgery." Lin Jiu interrupted Dr. Meltz, showing him a video of a weightlifting patient.

Dr. Meltz stared blankly at the video of the girl breaking the world record, while Lin Jiuze explained it to him.

Rotator cuff injury, suture impingement syndrome—these are terms that Dr. Meltz is very familiar with.

In particular, knot impact syndrome is a complication that is not uncommon, but it is almost impossible to resolve clinically.

I never imagined that this medical team had performed so many surgeries on athletes, and that they had even broken a world record not long ago.

Dr. Meltz looked at the date on the video and listened to Lin Jiu's account of the whole process, and then didn't say a single unnecessary word.

No matter how much more unreasonable Lin Jiuze tried to argue, Dr. Meltz had no idea whether he would throw even more medical records at him.

Based on his understanding of Lin Jiuze, it should be possible.

He felt somewhat regretful.

Perhaps I shouldn't have come at all.

"Dr. Meltz, when is Wenban Yama coming?" Lin Jiu was talking about the knot impact syndrome when he suddenly asked about Wenban Yama.

"the day after tomorrow."

Dr. Meltz paused for a moment after he finished speaking.

"I hope you won't have jet lag by then and can focus all your energy on learning the new techniques." Lin Jiu continued to ridicule Dr. Meltz without hesitation, like a villain.

"..."

"By the way, this procedure has been published in a total of 69 papers in top medical journals and professional medical journals. Have you read them all, Dr. Meltz?"

"..."

"If you haven't watched it yet, hurry up and watch it. Although Dr. Ji Xiang won't hide the difficulties of the surgery, you still need some basic knowledge to learn and observe."

Dr. Meltz's feelings toward Lin Jiuze's confident expression were complex, and he didn't know how to describe them.

Lin Jiu, following the young surgeon's words, insisted that he was there to learn and observe, leaving Dr. Meltz, in front of Zhao Dali and Neymar's surgical feedback videos, completely at a loss for words to refute.

Before coming, Dr. Meltz had considered countless sharp questions, but they all vanished in an instant.

Damn!

Dr. Meltz clenched his fists.

If the surgery on Wenban Yama doesn't go well, we must make sure Lin Jiuze can never go back to Massachusetts General Hospital!

He thought bitterly to himself.

Besides that, Dr. Meltz was filled with more worries.

This area possesses top-tier medical resources and enjoys extremely high premiums.

Ordinary patients have very low expectations; they don't even notice whether the surgery is done well or just average.

But top athletes are different; they are willing to pay a high price for a 1% increase in efficacy.

Just like that young man named Zhao Dali, if his recovery hadn't been so good, he would be sitting on the bench in Germany right now, unable to play at all.

Why would the Qatari oil tycoon in Manchester give him a blank check to fill in?

This extremely profitable surgical technique absolutely cannot be taken away by anyone, just like Wenban Yama!

Dr. Meltz was even more envious of the $900 million demand for surgery from Wenban Yama's team.

"Dr. Meltz, is there anything else you require?" Lin Jiu asked with a smile after watching the feedback video.

"I hope your surgery for Wenban Yama goes smoothly. For God's sake, please don't let Wenban Yama lose her ability to move."

"Don't worry, that's something the sorcerer needs to worry about. And you, you were a member of the former sorcerer's team, aren't you?"

Dr. Meltz stared blankly at Lin Jiuze. He was used to Lin Jiuze's elusive presence, but today was strange.

Dr. Lin Jiuze usually seems to be invisible, but I never expected that he would suddenly appear and say so much after not seeing him for a while.

"Dr. Meltz, where do you live?"

"What are you going to do?"

"I can answer your questions anytime, if you're confident enough to observe and learn about surgery," Lin Jiu said with a smile. "I don't want you to come to my place, so it's better if you go to yours."

"..."

"I still remember your vote against me. If Dr. Ji Xiang hadn't agreed, I would never have said all this to you."

Lin Jiu shrugged. "Dr. Meltz, you know that you have to follow the orders of your superiors. You understand what I mean, right?"

Senior doctor!

Dr. Meltz looked at Lin Jiuze with some surprise.

In Dr. Meltz's view, Lin Jiuze and the doctors here should have a cooperative relationship, but Lin Jiuze said things like "superior doctor".

This made Dr. Meltz even more unable to accept it.

He knew very well what kind of person Lin Jiu was.

Dr. Meltz didn't look at Lin Jiuze for long; looking at him too much would make him dizzy—that damned guy! Dr. Meltz turned his head to look at Ji Xiang, his gaze deep.

(End of this chapter)