Chapter 198: Too young too native

Qin Chu stood on the stage, his face full of domineering air.

Ling Tian busied himself running back and forth, handing the microphone into Qin Chu's hand.

"Greetings, colleagues," Qin Chu tested the mic and said in a muffled voice, "Thank you all for gracing us with your presence to attend this conference."

Qin Chu's opening remarks were very concise; after a few sentences, he began to introduce the Experts who were to speak and the content of their presentations.

Ji Xiang listened silently, and finally, he heard Qin Chu mention his own name and the content regarding Preoperative Interventional Embolization for partial nephrectomy.

It seemed there was nothing unusual, just that the procedure of introducing him had been omitted; Ji Xiang keenly noted this point.

The first Expert took the stage, and the PPT began to play.

Ji Xiang was not worried about anything, but rather watched with great interest.

Zhao Zhe, however, was very worried; he wanted to say something to Ji Xiang several times, but Ji Xiang seemed immersed in the technical exchange and turned a deaf ear to what he said.

*Sigh*, Ji Xiang is still young, thinking it really is just an academic exchange. Zhao Zhe thought of his own youth, when he was just as naive and childish.

Too young too native.

It seems Qin, Boss Qin, is still angry; otherwise, at this time, he should be introducing Ji Xiang, enthusiastically bringing Ji Xiang onto the stage, and declaring in front of many directors of the Interventional Department that he is his Closed-door disciple.

If he were to add some "jianghu" talk, it would be that in the future, if Ji Xiang goes anywhere, he would ask everyone to help him out a bit.

But because of Ji Xiang's "rashness" and "talking back" yesterday, everything was gone; Qin Chu only blandly announced that Ji Xiang would be the finale.

Yet even just for this, Zhao Zhe was very satisfied. After all, in his estimation, Qin, Boss Qin, should have been very angry.

He still didn't understand the real academic circle; whether he was truly using the heart of a petty person to measure the belly of a gentleman, Zhao Zhe didn't know, and could only ponder.

The five Experts' lectures went by somewhat quickly, without intentionally dragging out the time; at eleven o'clock in the morning, it was already time for the final closing item.

Ling Tian coughed lightly and looked at Ji Xiang with a smile, but did not call out to him.

Walking onto the stage, Ling Tian said in a clear voice, "Recently, there has been research on a type of Interventional Surgery: embolizing the Tumor before the Surgical Operation, and then performing the Surgical Operation 5-7 days later."

Listening to Ling Tian's introduction, Zhao Zhe's heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

But Ji Xiang was still sitting beside him, and no one had asked Ji Xiang or him for the PPT presentation file.

Could it be this sloppy?

Or is this a trap laid by Boss Qin?

A bad premonition rose in Zhao Zhe's heart.

He never dreamed that the "scientific research" he had tinkered with in Yuanliao City would actually become the start of an academic struggle.

"Regarding this extreme treatment method, I have studied it for a period of time under the guidance of my boss, and I have some different views. I would like to state them here and ask all the directors for their guidance."

"!!!" Zhao Zhe froze.

The other Doctors in the conference hall also froze.

According to the schedule, the person who should be on stage now was the young man Qin Chu had taken a fancy to, and everyone was waiting to see what kind of ability this young man had that was worth Boss Qin making such a big fuss.

But!

Things were sliding rapidly in the other direction.

Someone turned their head, casting their gaze toward Ji Xiang.

Ji Xiang was not surprised; he just listened quietly to Ling Tian's words, as if it had nothing to do with him at all.

"Next, I will talk about the shortcomings of performing surgery this way; let us explore where the problems lie together."

As he spoke, Ling Tian made a gesture, and one of his subordinate Doctors opened the PPT, which was projected onto the screen.

【Several points of analysis regarding the shortcomings of Preoperative Interventional Embolization.】

The title was very clear, and a sense of gunpowder "popped" up instantly.

Zhao Zhe's hands and feet went cold; he had never experienced such direct academic suppression and never expected it to be like this.

"What's going on? Isn't Boss Qin going to take a Closed-door disciple? What kind of act is this?"

"Is this cleaning out the sect before even taking the disciple?"

"Yeah, just now I heard it was supposed to be Ji Xiang giving the final talk, how did it become Professor Ling? Look, his presentation is made very exquisitely; it seems he was prepared."

The surrounding directors whispered to each other.

If it were Teng, Boss Teng, making a move against Qin Chu, suddenly holding a conference, and having Boss Teng himself come out for the finale to trigger an academic dispute, that would be possible.

After all, both sides are of similar age, and although there is a difference in their status in the "jianghu," it is just the difference between a Martial Arts Alliance Leader and a sect leader; such a big effort would be appropriate.

But that kind of thing has only happened a few times in the entire academic world over so many years, yet every time it has ended in a bloodbath.

But today, Qin, Boss Qin, actually made a move against a young man, and it is said that the young man is only a Standardized Training Doctor.

This play is a bit much.

The first page of the presentation appeared before everyone's eyes, and unsurprisingly, two names appeared—Ji Xiang, Zhao Zhe.

"Boom~"

The discussion grew even louder.

Although everyone maintained restraint and basic politeness, this was too unexpected.

"How could they do this," Ji Xiang said in a low, angry voice.

"Yeah, isn't this academic suppression," Zhao Zhe lowered his voice, complaining while trembling.

"No, the first author of the paper should be you, Brother Zhao; how could they write my name," Ji Xiang was slightly angry.

"..." Zhao Zhe almost buried his head in his crotch.

Facing academic suppression, having one's name not appear is the best outcome; he wished he wasn't even the second author.

"This is a paper recently written by two Doctors. My boss and I studied it for a period of time and felt there were problems.

Let me first introduce the two authors. Ji Yisheng Xiang, a Standardized Training Doctor in the Urology Department of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Baiyi University; Doctor Zhao Zhe, an Attending Physician in the Urology Department of the Yuanliao City Central Hospital."

With a light stroke, he clearly introduced the status of the authors.

If it weren't for the status of Qin, Boss Qin, and if it weren't for those "jianghu rumors," many directors would likely have flicked their sleeves and left.

Is a paper written by a Standardized Training Student and an Attending Physician even worth bringing out for discussion?

Nothing better to do.

But at this very moment, everyone present knew that something big was about to happen; they held their breath, feeling the tense atmosphere of a storm about to break.

"Ji Yisheng's clinical experience may be lacking, but some of the arguments in the article are quite representative and are also the most common mistakes in clinical work; I have summarized them here and will bring them up one by one."

"First, patients treated with interventional embolization surgery are mostly late-stage cancer patients with no surgical value. If it is a solitary tumor, the effect of interventional surgery is limited, and adding surgery on top of it will cause unpredictable consequences."

"Secondly..."

As soon as he began, the smile on Ling Tian's face vanished, sharp as an unsheathed blade, carrying a biting, cold glint.

And his words were no longer hypocritical or veiled, going straight to the point.

(End of chapter)