Chapter 140

After Ji Xiang learned more knowledge and had a brief chat with Wu Zong to express his gratitude in a subtle way, he began to continue his work.

The medical records still had to be written; Ji Xiang was quite steady in his work, a trait inherited from his old man.

At this moment, Zhao Xiangming was excitedly copying today's three surgeries and emailing them to Sui Zhuren in Yongcheng.

He wasn't thinking about academic status; they were just a few surgeries. Aside from being meaningful to the patient and providing some psychological comfort to himself, who would care?

But today's surgeries were different from the emergency surgery that day; one of these was completed by his own "hands."

A surgery that broke through the technical ceiling!

Out of a desire to show off, Zhao Xiangming sent the video over and called Sui Zhuren to brag properly.

His technical level had advanced by leaps and bounds; returning home in glory, a great joy indeed.

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In Yongcheng, Sui Zhuren downloaded the email the first moment he could, unable to wait.

He wanted to watch it immediately, not able to delay even a minute; his impatient mood was as if he were an arrow returning to its target.

But the video in the email was too large, and the download speed was too slow.

Sui Zhuren could only watch the progress bar crawl bit by bit, burning with anxiety.

The era of the Four Great Vajras in the Interventional Department of the Second Affiliated Hospital was the department's most prosperous time; with nearly a hundred beds, it had already taken the top spot in the province.

But with the change in the general trend, the Interventional Department was no longer as lucrative as Cardiology, Vascular Surgery, or the Orthopedics Department, and soon everyone's income dropped to the bottom.

That throne of the director, which the Four Great Vajras had all eyed covetously, became a chicken rib.

Tasteless to eat, yet a pity to discard.

Moreover, as time passed, it became increasingly tasteless and increasingly like a chicken rib.

So the younger ones, such as Sui Zhuren and the others, finally resigned one after another after seeing the situation clearly, coming to the south to start businesses again.

This is the benefit of working in medicine.

At 35, big companies export talent to society to drive for ride-hailing apps; the medical field doesn't—people with a bit of talent are just hitting their prime at 35.

Strong and robust, rich in experience, right in their prime working years.

Even after leaving the Second Affiliated Hospital, Sui Zhuren was still doing very well.

The few who left had a small group where everyone would occasionally sigh that it was fortunate they had left; otherwise, staying at home would be like a frog being boiled in warm water, and like Zhao Xiangming, they would end up dying miserably.

Income was one aspect; after coming to the south, they attended more academic conferences and learned about more cutting-edge technologies, and all of them were full of confidence that they could advance further.

The technical levels of the Four Great Vajras were all about the same, but!

Unexpectedly, the first to break through was actually Zhao Xiangming, that coward who had a bad temper and didn't even have the determination to resign and head south.

Watching the download progress bar move, Sui Zhuren's heart was filled with inexplicable emotions.

He hoped, he hoped, and he also hoped.

Various complex emotions were mixed together, and even he himself couldn't explain what he was thinking.

Especially since Zhao Xiangming was the oldest and the least likely to have a technical breakthrough. Facts had slapped him in the face; judging from the previous surgery video, Zhao Xiangming's technique had already been updated.

Every time he thought about the Four Great Vajras fighting openly and secretly in the department back then, Sui Zhuren felt a sense of warmth. After all, these were memories that were gone and would never return.

Sui Zhuren waited silently; this wasn't downloading a movie where he could watch while it played.

But how did Zhao Xiangming achieve a technical breakthrough? This question was something Sui Zhuren couldn't understand no matter how much he racked his brain.

His own technique was similar to Zhao Xiangming's, which was also at a first-class level in the country; there were very few people whose level was truly higher than his own—only ten or twenty in the whole country.

To break through a technical bottleneck, many factors were needed, but Zhao Xiangming didn't possess a single one.

Once, perhaps it was good luck.

But only a few days had passed, and Zhao Xiangming had sent over other surgery recordings!

I don't know how much time passed, but in his confusion, the download progress bar finally reached the end.

Sui Zhuren felt as if he were standing in front of the operating table performing a major emergency hemostasis surgery, his hand speed pushed to his peak level, as the mouse clicked lightly on the video.

Click.

The video opened.

Sui Zhuren determined the surgical procedure at the first glance.

Kidney, Tumor.

At the second glance, he looked at the time stamp in the upper right corner.

Today's surgery, fresh and hot; there should be no way to fake it.

Although the machine's time could be adjusted, he had also come out of the Second Affiliated Hospital and was very familiar with the people in the operating room.

A phone call back would reveal how many surgeries Zhao Xiangming had performed today; there was no need and no possibility of faking it.

After Sui Zhuren confirmed the surgery time, he then focused on observing the surgery video.

The micro-guidewire traveled through the blood vessel, flicked lightly against the wall of the abdominal aorta, and entered the renal artery.

This step was fine; after all, the renal artery was thick, and he could basically do it too... almost 100% success rate.

Super-selecting the segmental renal artery from the renal artery, the step from a Level 2 blood vessel to a Level 3 blood vessel was still completed smoothly by the operator.

Sui Zhuren's expression was grave, staring fixedly at the computer screen without blinking.

He could also reach a 50%... 45%... no, a 40% success rate for this step. However, after trying a few more times, he could always super-select to a Level 3 blood vessel.

The micro-guidewire was still moving forward; Sui Zhuren knew the operator was going to super-select a Level 4 blood vessel.

At this step, if he were in the operator's position, the success rate would definitely not exceed 5%.

Precisely because of this, when they held the academic conference last time, his opinion of that surgery recording was the same as Ding Yifan's—Zhao Xiangming had just guessed his way in.

Watching the micro-guidewire move inward without hesitation, smooth to an incredible degree, Sui Zhuren felt a bit dazed.

Suddenly, his eyelid twitched.

The Micro-guidewire hadn't even started the Super-selection yet, so why was an eyelid twitching? Sui Zhuren felt it; it was the left eyelid, no problem, no problem.

If the left eyelid twitches, good things are coming.

In the blink of an eye, the Micro-guidewire arrived at the bifurcation between the Level 3 Renal Segmental Artery and the Level 4 small artery.

The blood vessel was not much thicker than the 2.4F Guide Wire, but under the operator's exquisite manipulation, the path ahead seemed like a broad highway, and the Micro-guidewire nimbly entered the Level 4 Blood Vessel.

Sui Zhuren's eyelid was twitching wildly.

He did not believe everything he was seeing, not at all!

How could he not know what level Zhao Xiangming was at? Performing a Surgical Operation is different from Internal Medicine diagnosis.

In Internal Medicine, the stick fears the old wolf; experience holds the advantage.

But in a Surgical Operation, it belongs to the fists fearing the young and strong.

As long as there is an accumulation of experience, factors such as hand stability, coordination, and good eyesight dictate that 35-45 years old is the peak period.

How old was Zhao Xiangming anyway! How could it be possible for him to improve!

Sui Zhuren's right eyelid was twitching frantically, with not a single sign of wanting to stop.

"Pah! Feudal superstition!!" Sui Zhuren cursed out loud.

This video recording had also become like feudal superstition; if he didn't curse, Sui Zhuren felt the pent-up frustration in his heart piling up, threatening to crush him.

Embolization of a Level 4 Blood Vessel, with every branch vessel Super-selection successful on the first attempt—this was simply unbelievable! If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even having seen it with his own eyes, Sui Zhuren still wouldn't believe it.

(End of this chapter)