Chapter 129: Paying a Visit

"That's it for now."

In the director's office, Liu Zhuren took down the film, recalled what Ji Xiang had said, and then looked Ji Xiang up and down.

"Doctor Xiao Ji."

"What is it, Zhuren?"

"Interventional Surgery is very difficult; it's the Guide Wire that's being operated. When we in the Urology Department perform Laser Stone Crushing, the operation of maneuvering the Zebra Guidewire into the Ureter opening has stumped so many doctors."

As Liu Zhuren spoke, he sized up Ji Xiang with the corner of his eye.

"Your technique, in my view, is stronger than Zhao Xiangming, Zhao Zhuren. How did you manage that?"

I've performed more surgeries than him, Ji Xiang thought to himself.

But he still couldn't say that; Ji Xiang knew better, so he remained silent.

Seeing that Ji Xiang didn't answer his question, Liu Zhuren smiled, knowing he had asked a bit too much.

Ji Xiang's Surgical Operation was also quite good; at least when performing the partial Kidney Resection, he had helped him hold the Endoscope well.

Liu Zhuren finished tidying up the films and turned to leave.

"Let's go with this Patient; we can try letting Zhao Zhuren perform the Embolization first, and then we'll do the surgery."

"If that works, we won't have to worry about bleeding after the partial Kidney Resection..."

He looked at Ji Xiang with a piercing gaze from the back of his head.

This kid can actually perform Interventional Surgery! Liu Zhuren had already made up his mind.

The night gradually deepened.

Ding Yifan watched that surgical recording, studying it repeatedly, without a hint of sleepiness.

An hour ago, he had made a call to a friend for help and sent the video to his Senior Brother.

Ding Yifan was among the first batch of "professionally trained" Interventional Department doctors in the country. Standing at the peak of the interventional discipline, Ding Yifan had never imagined that, besides his own fellow disciples and those few others, there could actually be someone who could perform surgery better than him.

The key is!

It wasn't just a little bit better.

The probability of bleeding after a partial Kidney Resection is 3-5%. Seeking Interventional treatment for bleeding has already been written into the Urology Department treatment guidelines and has been recognized by the Urology Department.

He had performed similar surgeries not a few times, one could even say quite a lot.

But never once had he performed an Embolization so cleanly.

It wasn't that Ding Yifan himself couldn't perform an Arterial Super-selective Catheterization into a Level 4 Blood Vessel.

The Patient lying on the operating table had at least one Hemorrhagic Shock, making it a countdown surgery; standing in the position of the surgeon, there was an inherent, powerful sense of pressure.

It was hard enough to find time for the surgery; one had to seize every second.

And one couldn't just embolize directly in the Renal Artery, a branch of the Abdominal Aorta. If it were that simple, why wouldn't the Urology Department just remove the entire Kidney?

Generally, Ding Yifan would perform the Embolization in a Level 3 Artery. Going any further would cause the surgery time to increase exponentially, and the probability of surgical failure would rise significantly.

This was the choice with the highest cost-effectiveness.

It both addressed the rescue of the Hemorrhagic Shock and tried to preserve as much Kidney function as possible.

Ding Yifan also knew what the best Embolization method was—it was exactly what was achieved in the surgery before his eyes.

He refused to accept it.

He didn't believe it.

He felt this surgical footage had been edited.

After watching it nearly a hundred times, what Ding Yifan cared about wasn't the technique of the Micro-guidewire moving through the blood vessel; he didn't believe at all that an Interventional Department doctor whose name he didn't even know could perform a surgery without a single flaw.

Right, it was flawless!

With this level of skill, the lower bound would at least be a large Grade A Tertiary Hospital in the Imperial Capital or Shanghai; it wouldn't even be enough to contain them domestically—they would have to go abroad to develop.

Ding Yifan even felt that not only was he not up to it, but his Senior Brother wasn't either, and even Qin, Qin Lao, wouldn't be able to do it if he stepped in personally.

There wasn't a single person in his own lineage who could compete.

The video was definitely fake, for sure.

However, Ding Yifan watched until his eyes were swollen without finding where the problem lay.

The surgery was natural and seamless; one couldn't see a microsecond of editing traces. Ding Yifan even thought of the various beauty filters in live streaming, thinking of Qiao Biluo.

But this was surgery; which DSA Machine comes with a beauty function?

Does the blood vessel need beauty, or does the Micro-guidewire need beauty?

The other party absolutely couldn't have achieved this through high technical skill; they must have used some crooked path.

Climbing the peak of technology cannot be done overnight; in this long process, one needs to communicate with peers.

It's not that working behind closed doors is impossible, but there's a high probability that after hitting a dead end, one will make no further progress.

How did he do it?

This question continued to plague Ding Yifan.

In the dead of night, his phone suddenly rang, giving Ding Yifan a start.

"Senior Brother, have you finished watching the video?" Ding Yifan picked up the phone and asked impatiently.

"Finished watching. It's not edited."

"Uh..." Ding Yifan was stunned.

"But it's not that his level is high either. I estimate he just happened to encounter a surgery that went particularly smoothly, and then he cut the video and sent it to you." The person on the other end laughed heartily and said, "Yifan, you're overthinking it. Did it give you a scare?"

"It did indeed give me a scare."

"If there were someone in the country who could perform surgery to this extent, how could we not know?"

"That's what I think too," said Ding Yifan.

"How did you talk to them over there?"

"I asked them to mail me another surgery video; actually, I know very well in my heart that the greatest possibility is just a coincidence."

"I happen to be going there for a meeting this weekend, do you have time?"

"Huh?" Ding Yifan was stunned for a moment.

"You are holding an academic conference; although the scale isn't large, it is our turf. Taking a surgery video made by coincidence to slap our faces—this is looking down on you, and it's also looking down on our teacher."

"!!!"

"That's not how one acts," the person on the other end of the phone said coldly. "Go take a look; if he dares to crash our turf, the two of us will go see who exactly it is."

"Alright!" Hearing Senior Brother say this, Ding Yifan agreed directly.

Indeed, the other party did not understand the rules.

The ultimate goal of the academic conference he organized was certainly to showcase his own high level of skill; that Doctor from the Interventional Department who came to Yongcheng to beg for food actually came to crash the party...

If he didn't strike back, how could he organize academic conferences in the future, and how could he get ahead in the academic world?

If he just accepted it like this, in the future, people would be able to call white black.

He would become the other party's background prop; the higher the achievements he attained in the future, the more the other party would have to say—on such and such a day, at the academic conference hosted by Ding Yifan, so-and-so's surgery shocked the entire audience.

Ding Yifan could imagine countless words like that himself.

"Then that's settled. I'll tell you once I've booked the flight, and we'll meet in Fengtian."

"Alright, Senior Brother." Ding Yifan steadied his mind and hung up the phone.

It wasn't just him who thought this way; even Senior Brother felt the same, so there definitely weren't any subjective factors involved.

Ding Yifan looked at that surgery video again, thinking to himself.

However, even if this surgery was just done smoothly by coincidence, the operator's level was extremely high, perhaps not even lower than his or Senior Brother's.

He must be cautious, Ding Yifan secretly warned himself.

(End of this chapter)