Chapter 176: An Academic Conference Specially Prepared for Ji Xiang (Alliance Leader: Fei Hao)

"Boss, to specially convene an academic conference—you value him so much before he's even entered the fold; won't he be spoiled rotten by you in the future?" Ling Tian laughed.

"Young people, a bit of arrogance is to be expected. If he doesn't have this self-confidence, I will give it to him." Qin Chu crossed his hands in front of him, thumbs circling, "Holding a conference, showing some support, and letting everyone see my little disciple."

"It can also be considered a welcoming gift from you, Teacher." Ling Tian finished the boss's next sentence.

Qin Chu nodded slightly.

That young man's surgical level was top-tier. When the boss learned he wasn't a clinical director in his fifties but a student in his twenties who had just graduated with an undergraduate degree and just arrived for Clinical Standardized Residency Training, it was no surprise to Ling Tian that the boss's eyes turned a bit red.

Interventional Surgery is similar to Go; it is said that there are no national-level masters under forty.

If one is too old, the surgery cannot be performed; one might have a wealth of clinical experience but nowhere to apply it.

Not to mention delicate operations, just standing for long periods while wearing dozens of pounds of Lead Clothing at forty or fifty is a problem in itself.

A Standardized Training Student in his twenties having a top-tier level in Interventional Surgery—how is this any different from a young master emerging from a street-side Go training class and sweeping the National Team?

That such a person appeared right next to Zhongyida means he naturally belongs to the Northern Faction.

Young, top-tier, and poached from a rival's backyard—if he could be brought under his command, he would inevitably be a sharp weapon for slapping faces in the future.

Every time there is a conference, with Ji Xiang standing by his boss's side, what could that person in the north possibly say?

Even if he became the Dean, so what?

An uncut jade was right there, less than three hundred kilometers away, and he just completely failed to discover it!

Ling Tian understood his boss's entire scheme; even holding a conference specifically for this young man was appropriate.

Pushing him to the forefront and telling everyone in front of all the interventional Doctors in the country: this is my, Doctor Qin's, Closed-door disciple.

In the future, when he walks the world, everyone should take care of him.

Just like that.

"Boss, I will go notify Ji Xiang."

"Mm, have him come over a few days early. I will take him into two surgeries and see for myself." Qin Chu narrowed his eyes and said softly.

"Good."

Ling Tian was about to leave the boss's office to make the call, but just as he turned, Qin Chu suddenly said, "Make the call right here."

"Boss."

"Call." Qin Chu closed his eyes, offering no explanation as to what he meant.

Ling Tian frowned slightly; it seemed he had still underestimated the importance the boss placed on this young man.

He dialed Ji Xiang's phone number.

After a dozen rings, Ji Xiang answered.

"Hello, Teacher Ling, greetings."

"Little Doctor Ji, what are you doing? So slow." Ling Tian asked with a chuckle, his tone extremely kind, already viewing Ji Xiang as his own little junior brother.

"I am performing a circumcision surgery with Teacher Wang and Mo Laoshi."

"Oh, very diligent." Ling Tian said, "Then I won't disturb you. I have one thing to tell you, and then I'll hang up."

"Teacher Ling, please speak."

"It's time to change how you address me to 'Senior Brother'." Ling Tian laughed, then said, "The boss invites you to come over. A conference is being organized this weekend; it's a chance for you to see the world."

"An academic conference? For the Interventional Department?"

"Yes." Ling Tian felt that the tone of Ji Xiang's voice was slightly off.

"Teacher Ling... I..."

"If you have something to say, just say it." Seeing that Ji Xiang didn't climb the pole and immediately call him Senior Brother, Ling Tian smiled slightly.

The child was still young and his skin wasn't thick enough; he had placed the step right under his feet, yet the boy didn't know how to take the step up.

"I have a... friend's research project here. Could I present it at the conference?"

"What?" Ling Tian was slightly displeased.

But then he saw the boss's mouth turn up and his finger press down, so he immediately laughed, "That's perfect, but it must pass my review first. This is a national conference, not a debate competition at your university."

"Teacher Ling, it is like this."

Ji Xiang briefly introduced the Medical Record of the surgeries performed by Doctor Zhao Zhe, as well as the follow-up spanning over a dozen years.

"Good, bring the person with you." Ling Tian naturally knew the value of this kind of research and made the decision immediately.

After hanging up the phone, Ling Tian pondered for a few seconds before saying with a smile, "Boss, it seems we have encountered a treasure."

"Tracking for over a dozen years, impressive! Just this level of dedication is worth its weight in gold." Qin Chu gave his assessment.

He did not stint on his praise for Ji Xiang, even if that research wasn't conducted by Ji Xiang himself.

Nowadays, most people in the world are eager for quick success and instant benefits; let alone a dozen years of unpaid tracking, even with a national-level Natural Science Foundation, how many people can persist for more than five years?

They just treat it as a ladder to the heavens.

"This child, his fortune is heaven-reaching." Ling Tian was quite moved, "Boss, in three years, give him a department?"

"It can be considered, but let's take a look first. Don't let it be empty talk to deceive people."

"I don't think so. He is still a Standardized Training Student; how could he understand so many twists and turns?" Ling Tian laughed.

"Hard to say, let's see first. I will take him into three surgeries. If he can satisfy me... and the research matter is also reliable, I will apply for him to be a Young Changjiang Scholar in three years." Qin Chu said calmly.

Ling Tian's heart skipped a beat.

If he didn't know that there was a large age gap between him and Ji Xiang, and that the boy posed no threat to him and belonged to the internal echelon construction of the school, he would truly be jealous to death.

The boss was planning to pour massive resources into this.

It was no wonder; young as he was, before even formally apprenticing, he had brought a heavy gift—the surgeries and follow-ups of Renal Cancer Embolization patients accumulated over more than a decade.

This child, he simply couldn't be described with words.

"I understand, Boss." Ling Tian said respectfully, "Should I remind him?"

"No need." Qin Chu said, "This is also a test, to see if Ji Xiang is meticulous. Ji Xiang, Ji Xiang, truly a good name!"

Ling Tian chatted with his boss for a while longer, then said his goodbyes and left.

Preparing for an academic conference is a very complicated matter, especially since this conference was organized on short notice, primarily to announce to the world that the boss had taken on a closed-door disciple.

The matter was sudden, so Ling Tian made every phone call personally to avoid making the directors of other cities feel it was too abrupt or rude.

Every time he thought about how Ji Xiang brought a research project instead of Moutai or cigarettes to their meeting, Ling Tian found him particularly interesting.

……

……

"Xiao Ji, who is so impressive that they can ponder a single research project for over a dozen years?" Wang Daxiao asked.

"Teacher Wang, it was a local Doctor when I went for a Flying Knife with Liu Zhuren last weekend," Ji Xiang replied while performing surgery. "His level is very high, and not a single one of the more than one hundred patient records from over a dozen years is missing."

"Not bad, not bad." Wang Daxiao was quite polite to Ji Xiang, though his eyes were filled with regret.

He had originally thought he had found a laborer, a short-term worker, but in the blink of an eye, Liu Zhuren had poached him, yet even Liu Zhuren could not keep him.

As he soared into the sky, a fierce wind rose up; Wang Daxiao was merely brushed by the wind and felt unable to open his eyes.

All that remained was a floor full of drool.

(End of this chapter)