Chapter 151: A Big Shot from the Magic City (League Leader Lu Renyijia Bonus ×3)

"Do you feel that Zhao Zhuren is old and can no longer perform surgeries?" Ling Tian asked.

"He's already at that age." Ding Yifan nodded. "Fifty-something, an old coffin..."

"Pfft, it's just us two, why are you being so coy?" Ling Tian held his phone, scrolling through group chats as he walked, not even looking at who he was talking to. "He is a bit old, but to be able to perform surgeries that well, it's not simple. Yifan, you can't underestimate the heroes of the world."

"I contacted Zhao Zhuren, why isn't he here yet?" Ding Yifan was slightly disdainful, but he didn't refute Ling Tian, instead changing the subject.

The two pulled their carry-on suitcases to the exit. Ding Yifan didn't see anyone holding a red banner to welcome them and felt somewhat dissatisfied.

Turning the corner, Ding Yifan saw a middle-aged man in the crowd holding an A4 sheet of paper with the words "Teacher Ding Yifan" written on it, and he felt even more disdain in his heart.

What a lack of prestige. Holding a piece of paper—is this a sign for selling one's head or selling oneself to bury one's father?

It must be Zhao Xiangming. Looking at him like that, it should be selling himself to bury his father.

Ding Yifan felt contempt and walked straight toward Zhao Xiangming.

"Are you... Teacher Ding...?" Zhao Xiangming asked tentatively.

"Zhao Zhuren, hello." Ding Yifan reached out and shook Zhao Xiangming's hand with a light, fleeting touch. "I am Ding Yifan, and this is my senior brother, Ling Tian."

Ling Tian!

Zhao Xiangming's eyes lit up instantly, and his waist bent down unconsciously.

This person was one of the top existences in the country for interventional surgery—one could even drop the word "one of."

Zhao Xiangming didn't know much about Ling Tian's past, only that he had studied under a big shot in the domestic Interventional Department and later went abroad for further studies, blending East and West with a very high level of technical skill.

Just now, seeing a man under forty following behind Ding Yifan, he had thought it was a passerby or a friend of Ding Yifan's; he hadn't expected it to be Ling Tian!

"Teacher Ling, hello." Zhao Xiangming reached out his hand.

Ling Tian was much more enthusiastic than Ding Yifan. He gripped Zhao Xiangming's hand and said with a smile, "Zhao Zhuren, my boss has seen the recordings of your surgeries. They are good! Truly good!"

"You flatter me, you flatter me." Hearing the praise, Zhao Xiangming felt smug.

"Good is good; that is an objective fact." Ling Tian looked at Zhao Xiangming. "Zhao Zhuren, you've been drilling into your technique all these years; you must have suffered quite a bit."

"Drilling into technique all these years"—hearing this, Zhao Xiangming felt a bit embarrassed.

How many years had it been since he had actually drilled into technique? He had been stuck in a bottleneck he couldn't break through, just like the vast majority of interventional doctors in the country.

"It's alright, it's alright." Zhao Xiangming exchanged a few polite words, accompanied the two to the car, arranged their accommodation, and then went to a restaurant.

Along the way, Ling Tian asked about several technical details in a manner that seemed both intentional and unintentional, intermittently.

Zhao Xiangming didn't know he was being tested, so he naturally answered one by one according to his own understanding of interventional surgery.

Ling Tian remained calm, chatting and laughing during the meal, but he didn't bring up any recruitment offers from his boss.

However, he did arrange to watch Zhao Xiangming's surgery tomorrow.

Back at the hotel, the two senior and junior brothers sat in Ling Tian's room. Ding Yifan asked, "Senior brother, Zhao Zhuren's foundation is decent, you..."

"Decent?" A trace of disdain appeared at the corner of Ling Tian's mouth. "I asked him a few questions, and look at what he said. It was all nonsense; there must be problems with his surgery."

Ding Yifan stopped talking. In his view, there were some problems with what Zhao Zhuren said, but Ding Yifan's level hadn't reached that height, so he couldn't find too many faults.

This was also the reason he was willing to call Ling Tian "senior brother."

"Let's put it this way, Yifan: I estimate that Zhao Xiangming's hands have reached the level, and his eyes should have reached it too, but his heart hasn't reached it yet."

"Simply put, he does a lot of surgeries and has found a path that suits him, but he hasn't summarized or synthesized it. You can't say he's truly capable."

"I knew it!"

Although Ling Tian's words were a bit convoluted and Ding Yifan didn't fully understand them, he was happy with Ling Tian's assessment.

"Let's see his surgery tomorrow and then decide."

The two chatted for a long time. After sending Ding Yifan away, Ling Tian chewed on a cigar and looked at the night view of the Provincial Hospital, lost in thought.

After a long while, Ling Tian frowned and muttered to himself, "Why do I keep feeling like the operator isn't the same person?"

The next day.

Early in the morning, Zhao Xiangming picked up Ling Tian and Ding Yifan and brought them to the hospital.

Having a domestic big shot personally come to watch him perform surgery—the pride in Zhao Xiangming's heart was beyond words.

He had no idea what Ling Tian and the other's intentions were, but in Zhao Xiangming's view, "his own" surgery attracting the attention of a domestic big shot was enough for him to brag about for half a lifetime.

However, Zhao Xiangming knew his limits; he didn't want to show weakness, nor did he want to call that Standardized Training Student over.

This was his moment to shine; why should he call someone else?

While showing the two around the department, Zhao Xiangming regretfully told Ling Tian that there was only a Biliary Drainage surgery today.

Because of severe staff turnover, the department's surgical volume had been plummeting recently.

Although Ling Tian's expression looked extremely unpleasant, Zhao Xiangming persisted. His technique had only just broken through recently; why show his shortcomings in front of an expert?

As long as everyone had a pleasant time and laughed it off, that would be enough to give him something to brag about later. As for anything more, Zhao Xiangming hadn't thought about it.

But things went contrary to his wishes.

At 9:32 in the morning, a call came in.

"What? Where is the Patient?"

"Alright, I'll be there immediately!"

After hanging up, Zhao Xiangming apologized to Ling Tian and Ding Yifan, "Two teachers, I am truly sorry. There was a multi-vehicle accident early this morning, and the Patient is lying in the ICU."

"What's the situation?" Ling Tian asked casually.

"Pelvic Fracture, the bleeding won't stop, everything else is fine," Zhao Xiangming said, biting the bullet.

"Let's go take a look together," Ling Tian said in an unquestionable tone.

Even though they were in another city, Ling Tian's tone and attitude remained overbearing, not even considering Zhao Xiangming's refusal.

Zhao Xiangming was also helpless and hurried off to the consultation.

The Patient from the car accident has severe injuries, but the diagnosis for such patients is generally not a problem; the whole person is smashed, so one repairs wherever one can, and as for whether they can survive, it often depends on fate.

The Patient's blood pressure is extremely low, and about 3000 of Fresh Frozen Plasma and Red Blood Cell Suspension have already been administered. The blood pressure still cannot be raised; this is the classic math problem of a pool with the inlet and outlet pipes both open.

To successfully rescue them, the outlet pipe must be plugged.

Let's go to surgery; there is no other way, Zhao Xiangming cannot refuse the surgery just because he does not want to show weakness in front of a domestic bigwig.

There is no other way.

The Patient is pushed into the Interventional Catheter Room, Zhao Xiangming finds Ma Jiaoshou to be his assistant, and the surgery begins.

Watching the Interventional Embolization for a Pelvic Fracture is also fine; it is an emergency surgery, the Patient is in Hemorrhagic Shock and in a countdown state, which tests the surgeon's technical level even more.

Ling Tian does not mind; what is there to watch if not this?

(End of this chapter)