Healing Doctor

Chapter 804 Participation in the Election

"Old Shen, you're having a pretty good time as dean, aren't you?" Dean Shen's classmate teased.

"It's alright, serving the people is what it is," Dean Shen said with a smile.

Dean Shen's classmate pursed his lips and stared intently at the application documents, examining them closely.

His expression quickly changed slightly as he noticed something different about the application document.

The application documents that Dean Shen was to submit only included the number of renal cell carcinoma embolization resection surgeries and a brief postoperative rehabilitation overview, but not a single word about the field of sports medicine.

Dean Shen's classmate frowned and asked, "Old Shen, there's a problem with this report."

"There's a problem." Dean Shen knew there was a problem, but Ji Xiang was extremely stubborn about this matter. Director Bai had tried to persuade him several times but hadn't succeeded, so he could only bring over an application document full of flaws.

"Sports medicine is a strong area of ​​expertise, so why isn't it described in the documents?"

"I've already told you, our hospital is a public hospital, and our primary function is to serve the people. The patient population for sports medicine is too small, and we don't perform many surgeries, so there's no need to mention it."

"Old Shen, this isn't a meeting, you're going a bit overboard with your high-profile pronouncements," Dean Shen's classmate said disdainfully. "Tell me the truth, what's the real reason?"

"Sigh." Dean Shen sighed. "I don't know what got into Ji Xiang, but he said he'll focus his main efforts on treating kidney cancer and try to accumulate enough patients to find new treatment options."

"What about sports medicine?" Dean Shen's classmate asked, puzzled.

"He was just playing around. I've tried to persuade him many times to set up a sports medicine treatment center in our hospital, but Ji Xiang always makes excuses, saying that he wants to focus his energy on treating kidney cancer for the next few decades."

play!

Just playing around!

The image of Dean Shen's classmate dislocating his jaw and hitting his foot with a loud "bang" echoed in his mind.

Sports medicine is not a common specialty in the country and is not considered a highly specialized field.

But that's because the winner-takes-all dynamic is particularly pronounced in this field, and the domestic level in this area is insufficient, so most domestic athletes go abroad for surgery.

Things are different now; Jixiang has already occupied the most cutting-edge segment.

The top athletes were very satisfied with the results of the surgery, and the Second Affiliated Hospital has even prepared a museum to showcase them.

In the future, if anyone goes to have surgery, take them to the exhibition hall first. If they achieve any results after the surgery, at least a 3D printed replica of the trophy or other award should be sent to fill the exhibition hall.

Dean Shen's classmates even felt that if the surgery was really as good as the legends said, the Second Affiliated Hospital and Ji Xiang would dominate the high-end and top-tier field of sports medicine.

With such a good project, why bother with kidney cancer?

Kidney cancer? Anyone can have it!

There are countless professors leading urology groups across the country in this field; Ji Xiang is not one of them.

He looked at Dean Shen with a face full of questions.

Dean Shen is also innocent; everyone understands the reasoning behind it, but Ji Xiang has his own choice.

"More than 1200 cases?!" Dean Shen's classmate suddenly exclaimed in surprise. "Old Shen, you guys need to be more restrained in faking things, otherwise it'll be really bad if you get caught. Tell me, more than 1200 cases, do you even believe it?"

"How did you forge it?" Dean Shen asked smugly.

"Ji Xiang came to your hospital as a resident physician and is qualified to perform surgery... What you've done is too much. A typical top-tier hospital only performs around 1000 surgeries in total, and high-level top-tier hospitals perform 1 to 3. How can a medical team do so many? And it hasn't even been a year yet. If this isn't fraud, what is?"

Dean Shen's classmate couldn't continue speaking. He was initially amazed by the Second Affiliated Hospital and Ji Xiang's awesomeness, but after seeing this "absurd" application document, he almost laughed out of anger.

"I don't believe it either," Dean Shen said, feigning distress, with a sigh. "But it's the truth."

"What a load of bull! How could that be?"

"What if the number of surgeries doubles?" Dean Shen suddenly reminded him.

Dean Shen's classmate was taken aback. What did it mean that the number of surgeries had doubled?

In a flash, he realized that interventional embolization was one procedure, while renal resection was another, so the number of procedures needed to be doubled.

"This is cheating, isn't it?" Dean Shen's classmate was somewhat bewildered.

Dual-operation surgery is rarely performed because there are virtually no people in China who are proficient in both interventional surgery and general surgery.

Even 600 patients is still an enormous number.

In the past few years, when everyone was focusing on increasing the number of surgeries to gain academic recognition, the most extreme cases were thyroid surgeries. Some surgeons even set up special operating rooms with three operating tables in one room. Surgeons only needed to change clothes, saving time that could be spent scrubbing their hands.

Even so, they only perform about 5000 surgeries a year.

That's not kidney cancer yet.

Although kidney cancer is considered a "minor" surgery in urology, it is still a major procedure than thyroid cancer.

Dean Shen's classmates fell silent.

"Wait for me a moment, I'm going to submit the materials. Let's get together later." Dean Shen took the application materials.

"Old Shen, didn't you try to persuade this kid?" asked Dean Shen's classmate. "Sports medicine is great; there aren't many patients, and the income is high."

"I tried to persuade him, but to no avail. He seems to have a good temper and is usually very amiable, but he's actually as stubborn as a rock."

Dean Shen's classmate looked at his old classmate. Although his words sounded like a complaint, a closer listen revealed a different kind of appreciation.

He looked at Dean Shen with a strange expression.

Seeing his old classmate's surprise, Dean Shen smiled and said, "Ji Xiang is highly talented, that goes without saying. What's most commendable is that he has always maintained his original aspiration for clinical practice."

"Don't talk nonsense, you're just fooling their kids," Dean Shen's classmate said disdainfully.

"His family... is rich, they don't need this much." Dean Shen was slightly embarrassed. "When performing surgery on Wenban Yama, Ji Xiang asked for a sky-high fee of 900 million dollars."

"!!!" Dean Shen's classmate was stunned.

The 5000 million RMB is almost entirely pure profit. One surgery is equivalent to the work of thousands of medical staff in a large tertiary hospital working hard for a year.

Where can we go to seek justice?

"Ji Xiang said that similar surgeries will be performed if they are available, but not if they are not. Earning enough money is enough; there is no point in making more. It is more important to find new surgical approaches for kidney cancer."

"Tch, you've got nothing better to do than eat your own food, Lao Shen. Did you teach him all this?" Dean Shen's classmate whispered.

"Ji Xiang didn't take the money; he said he didn't need it."

"..."

"This should be a small amount of money for Ji Xiang," Dean Shen repeated.

"Small change? Old Shen, you're getting more and more arrogant." Dean Shen's classmate was a little angry.

I didn't even receive that much research funding myself.

"Professional baseball and football players from the US and Japan come to our hospital for surgery, and I can't even remember their names. One recent surgery cost about $15 million," Dean Shen said with a heavy heart. "I should have asked Ji Xiang for money from the beginning; even a third would have been fine!"

"!!!" Dean Shen's classmate stared at him in astonishment. "Old Shen, they paid for all their surgeries themselves?"

"Um."

"What the hell?! Are you stupid?!"

"They went there specifically for Ji Xiang, but our Second Affiliated Hospital is making things difficult. If Ji Xiang really wanted to leave, he could have had the surgery done at any qualified hospital." Dean Shen was also a bit frustrated. "Everyone says that the platform provides room for individuals to perform, but we're different. Usually, it's the big company that bullies its customers, but with Ji Xiang, it's the customer who bullies the company."

"Turning the tables and taking control," these words flashed through Dean Shen's classmate's mind.

But then he smiled helplessly. This had nothing to do with turning the tables; when a practitioner is strong enough, they really don't care about the platform.

They can turn a run-down hospital into a top-tier large-scale hospital in China just by assembling their own team.

Like that guy who was squeezed out years ago, built a cardiovascular hospital in a remote town, and eventually made a triumphant return.

Similar stories are few and far between, but they are vivid, memorable, and unforgettable.

Nowadays, a young doctor who is still in the residency training period has already entered the ranks of the big shots?

Dean Shen's classmate couldn't believe it, but more than that, he didn't want to believe it.

Even if that young man is the only person in all these years to get a perfect score on the national medical licensing exam.

He stared blankly for a long time as Dean Shen went to submit his application materials.

Watching a star rise should have filled him with excitement and longing, but for some reason, he felt more confused.

The application materials submitted by Dean Shen caused a huge uproar.

The youngest recipient of the Outstanding Young Scientists Award, a figure that most doctors at this age haven't even entered clinical practice yet, but Ji Xiang has already embarked on the fast track of life.

Application materials are submitted in May, and results are released at the end of June or early July at the latest. The review process is so standardized that most people know whether they will be selected before the results are released.

Wei Fusi was an exception because he was particularly depressed because he was unsure whether he could be selected as an Outstanding Young Scientist.

Unlike Zhou Tianbo, even if he were selected, Wei Fusi would still be at the very bottom of the list.

However, Ji Xiang's sudden emergence is very likely to shatter Wei Fusi's "dream".

"Xiao Wei, we've received your application. You might not be selected this year, so prepare well and try again next year."

Wei Fusi received a phone call, and the person on the other end briefly explained the situation to him.

"Why!" Wei Fusi was taken aback. "I've looked at all the qualified candidates, and now that the number of applicants has been expanded to 300, there's still no place for me?"

He was a bit impatient and spoke very directly, which made the person opposite him slightly unhappy.

"Teacher, I'm sorry." Wei Fusi also noticed this. He patiently asked, "I've thought about it. There are only a few people in the medical field. I can't compete with Zhou Tianbo, but the others are about the same as me in terms of qualifications, level, and publications."

Do you know that young doctor who got the highest score in the national medical licensing exam last year?

Wei Fusi paused for a moment.

Ji Xiang is a name he doesn't want to think about.

I know, how could I not know?

At the Second Affiliated Hospital, Ji Xiang's insubordination left a deep impression on Wei Fusi. To Wei Fusi, Ji Xiang was the kind of person he hated most.

"I understand, teacher, you mean..."

"The materials were submitted by Dean Shen from the Second Affiliated Hospital."

!!!

Wei Fusi suddenly became cautious, even somewhat fearful.

The applicants submit their application materials in person, or at most be accompanied by a teacher, to meet the judges and leave an impression.

Ke Jixiang's application materials were actually submitted by the president of the Second Affiliated Hospital in person.

It's hard for people to believe when you say it.

"Teacher, is Dr. Ji Xiang applying for the Outstanding Young Scientist award?"

"Um."

Wei Fusi chuckled, then said seriously, "He's not qualified at all."

"He's qualified, and far exceeds that. Let's put it this way: in the medical field, what he produces is the most outstanding. If Ji Xiang doesn't get the Outstanding Young Scientist award, I don't know who else could."

"Impossible, he's not qualified in terms of academic qualifications," Wei Fusi said firmly. "I remember he graduated with a bachelor's degree and went to the Second Affiliated Hospital for standardized residency training as a doctor."

"The minimum requirement for participating in the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars selection is to have a senior professional title or a doctoral degree. Both domestic and foreign degrees are acceptable, but relevant supporting materials are required."

The person on the other end of the phone explained the requirements, which he already knew by heart.

Wei Fusi didn't respond. How was this different from what he had said?

"Dr. Ji Xiang has a doctoral degree."

"What!" Wei Fusi was stunned, then said angrily, "To skip a master's degree and go straight to a doctorate in just a few months, it must be rigged! It's utterly shameless."

The other side remained silent.

"Teacher, which school is so shameless!" Wei Fusi asked fiercely, his eyes blazing with rage.

Although he knew he could never challenge a particular university on his own, he still wanted to know which university was so shameless as to blatantly cheat.

Harvard Medical School.

"It's utterly absurd, they..." Wei Fusi didn't think straight. Just as he was about to complain in his mind, a bomb exploded in his head.

"Teacher, what did you say?"

"Harvard Medical School, double doctoral degree," the person opposite said casually, "double doctoral degree in radiology and sports medicine."

!!!

Wei Fusi was stunned.

"I couldn't believe it either, but the conditions were very clear—domestic or international degrees are acceptable, but relevant supporting documents are required. Dean Shen brought supporting documents from Harvard Medical School, as well as written documents from two doctoral supervisors."

"!!!" Wei Fusi was speechless.

"They probably knew this was a bit unconventional," Dean Shen added, "that if the doctoral supervisors' materials or in-person inquiries were needed, both supervisors would fly over."

"Fuck!" Wei Fusi cursed.

A doctoral supervisor at Harvard Medical School, a highly respected figure in the medical field, flew all the way here just to vouch for Ji Xiang?!

Am I dreaming?

"Outstanding young scientists are usually referred to as academician candidates, who are also academic leaders in their respective fields. Candidates need to have groundbreaking achievements in their professional fields, such as national patents or the publication of top-notch papers."

"Dr. Ji Xiang has published 22 papers in top journals, all with an impact factor of over 30."

"..." Wei Fusi remained silent.

Unexpectedly, a group of dark horses emerged, causing them to fall off the track.

"But there's still a nine-month restriction!" Wei Fusi made his last desperate attempt.

"Personnel participating in the selection of the National Science Fund for Distinguished Young Scholars must not have an employment relationship with overseas or other institutions, and must have worked in domestic universities or research institutes for at least nine months."

The person on the other end immediately stated the relevant terms and conditions.

"It has been exactly ten months since he started his residency training at the Second Affiliated Hospital."

"But that doesn't count, he was a resident physician in the early stages, so that doesn't count!"

"This is the only loophole, and we are still discussing it. The key point of this clause is that there should be no employment relationship with other overseas institutions. This is the first time we have encountered a situation like Dr. Ji Xiang's."

The words from the person opposite him gave Wei Fusi a glimmer of hope.

"The specific review is still in progress, but it's really hard to deny the hardware requirements, so be prepared."

"Teacher, there's an unspoken rule," Wei Fusi whispered a reminder.

Ji Xiang had always been at the Second Affiliated Hospital, and even Wei Fusi, who didn't consider Ji Xiang a competitor, knew about it.

"The Department of Sports Medicine and Radiology at Massachusetts General Hospital has established a project team, and Ji Xiang is one of the leaders, an international scholar."

The person on the other side threw a bomb, which blew Wei Fusi to pieces.

"Xiao Wei, we didn't expect this either." The person on the other end sighed. "He's too young, so young that when I saw the document, I stared at Dr. Ji Xiang's age for several minutes in a daze."

"Usually, it's middle-aged and young technical backbones around 40 years old who apply for the Outstanding Youth Award. It's already surprising that someone is 30, but Ji Xiang is only 22. It's really hard to accept."

"So, our judges just finished a meeting about this, and we had all sorts of opinions, but I guess..."

He paused for a moment at this point.

"Teacher, what are you guessing?"

"The chances of it passing the review are very high, and the spot that gets taken away will be yours."

"..."

Wei Fusi felt a lump in his throat.

"However, the debate is still ongoing, and there are still problems. Wait for my news."

After hanging up the phone, defender Fu Si was extremely unhappy. He pondered for a long time and finally began to use all his connections to try one last time.

Just like the person on the phone said, the selection of outstanding young people is also known as the ticket to the selection of academicians.

Although Wei Fusi knew that the possibility of becoming an academician was extremely slim, he thought that if a person had no ideals, what difference would he be from a salted fish?

Every opportunity to be selected should be cherished, and every chance should be treated as the last. Wei Fusi was very cautious.

Perhaps it's due to Ji Xiang's age, perhaps it's due to the time limit for working at the Second Affiliated Hospital, or perhaps it's Wei Fusi's counterattack.

The results of this year's Outstanding Youth selection were not released by the end of June.

As time passed day by day, Wei Fusi felt that hope was growing with each passing day, even if it was just a tiny bit of hope that was barely visible to the naked eye, it was still better than nothing.

If possible, why not follow the normal procedure and release the results by the end of June?

In addition, Dr. Ji Xiang was somewhat "arrogant" and there was no news of him doing anyone's work, so Wei Fusi felt that the possibility was becoming more and more likely.

He lives in a state of constant tension.

In mid-July, Wei Fusi received news that the jury was going to hold its final meeting.

The meeting was very focused, and he was very nervous.

Wei Fusi was as restless as an ant on a hot pan. After agonizing for a long time, he finally went to find Zhou Tianbo.

After pulling Zhou Tianbo outside the venue, Wei Fusi didn't even have the idea of ​​finding a coffee shop to sit down.

Zhou Tianbo expressed his incomprehension regarding this.

"Old Wei, why are you so nervous?" Zhou Tianbo asked helplessly.

"Tianbo, don't you know? Damn it, has the Second Affiliated Hospital gone mad? They actually recruited a resident physician to participate in the Outstanding Young Person selection! To be honest, I really didn't realize it."

"It's you!" Zhou Tianbo was stunned for a moment, then said, "I was wondering why there were still no results for this year's Outstanding Youth selection. It turns out it was you who did it."

"What trickery? I'm not convinced," Wei Fusi said.

Zhou Tianbo thought for a moment, then patted Wei Fusi's shoulder forcefully, "There's nothing to be dissatisfied about. I have something to tell you."

"Um?"

"My boss, Mr. Gu, contacted me a few days ago and asked me something."

Wei Fusi stared wide-eyed at Zhou Tianbo, completely unable to guess what Boss Gu was going to do.

"The boss said that if anything unexpected happens, he wants me to be selected as an outstanding young person a year later."

"!!!"

"I didn't want to either, but the boss really thinks highly of Dr. Ji Xiang." Zhou Tianbo sighed. "But the boss was just joking. I think he's worrying too much."

"My boss wasn't this enthusiastic when I applied for the Outstanding Young Persons Award!" Zhou Tianbo said indignantly.

Wei Fusi didn't know whether to cry or laugh at Zhou Tianbo.

With the world people.

Damn it, that young brat doesn't know how to respect his elders! He's so young, even a year isn't a big deal for him. He has plenty of time, why does he have to compete with me for it!

"I just can't stand Ji Xiang." Ignoring the relationship between Zhou Tianbo and Ji Xiang, Wei Fusi began to mutter curses under his breath. "The first time I saw him, I felt that this little guy's cerebellum was not fully developed and his brain was completely underdeveloped."

Zhou Tianbo was helpless. Wei Fusi had gone mad. Even if he was unhappy about this, he could only mutter it to himself and could never yell at others in front of them.

He really doesn't consider himself an outsider.

"Old Wei, don't do this." Zhou Tianbo glanced around and saw that no one was there.

Under the scorching sun, the cicadas' chirping was deafening; it was the height of summer, yet Zhou Tianbo felt a chill in the air.

"Xiao Ji's surgery was excellent. The other day, the boss jokingly asked me about it, and I hesitated. But afterwards, I thought, compared to Ji Xiang, I'm not qualified."

"You!!!" Wei Fusi exclaimed in surprise and anger.

"Is it true? Did you watch the World Cup?" Zhou Tianbo asked.

Wei Fusi shook his head.

"Neymar is in great form, completely unlike his condition at this time last year. Last year, when I saw Neymar barely playing, he was really unable to play football. After several major injuries, Neymar's athletic ability had deteriorated to an extremely serious degree. At that time, I had no feeling that he could participate in the World Cup again."

"But Neymar has been playing better and better in recent games. I feel that saying he's at his peak is disrespectful to him. Neymar has already surpassed his peak."

"It's like Zhao Dali and Wenbanyama. Compared to them, Neymar is already old, but what I don't understand is that after the surgery, there was no impact at all. Instead, he seems to have become younger. Tell me, where can you go to reason with him?"

"It has nothing to do with his surgery. I don't believe that performing surgery is the same as human modification," Wei Fusi said indignantly.

"I don't believe it either, but it's the truth." Zhou Tianbo didn't try to comfort him, but instead said something that Wei Fusi didn't like.

Zhou Tianbo had a feeling that today's result would disappoint Wei Fusi, so he gave Wei Fusi a heads-up in advance to prevent him from losing his composure.

(End of this chapter)