Chapter 262: Every Sentence Mentions Zhao Zhe

"I heard from Bai Chuzhang that you are researching partial Kidney Resection after Interventional Embolization?" Gu Lao asked.

"Yes."

"What progress have you made? Let me see."

When it came to surgical competitions, Ji Xiang was not interested, but when talking about research, Ji Xiang's movements became a bit lighter.

"Gu Lao, please sit." Ji Xiang let Gu Lao sit down, took out his laptop, and opened the document.

"This is the Medical Record accumulated by Zhao Yisheng, Zhao Zhe, over more than ten years, 105 cases, all with post-operative follow-up. It is very detailed and took a lot of effort. 22 cases are surgeries done recently, and the post-operative follow-up time has not yet been reached," Ji Xiang explained.

"The last one is a Patient admitted by Liu Zhuren during the Outpatient Department last week. We are preparing to perform Embolization on Monday and partial resection on Friday or Saturday."

After Ji Xiang finished the introduction, the room was quiet. Shen Ke felt a stir in his heart and squeezed over to look carefully.

Writing papers and doing scientific research—everyone knows what that is like.

Yet, the research Ji Xiang was doing here had actually spanned more than ten years!

Although the number of Patients was not large, only 105+22 cases, in the face of more than ten years of accumulation, every Patient was extremely precious!

Shen Ke was astonished in his heart; whether what Ji Xiang said was true or false, this thought lingered.

In the current restless social atmosphere, is there really someone who can do scientific research in a down-to-earth manner? Anyway, Shen Ke had never seen it.

After Ji Xiang finished speaking, he turned back to pull Zhao Zhe, pushed him to Gu Lao's side, and stepped back a few paces himself.

Zhao Zhe had the attribute of being a social butterfly, but that was usually; facing a top-tier bigwig in the Urology Department, Zhao Zhe wilted immediately.

"The first Patient, tell me what happened," Gu Lao asked after reading the information on the first Patient.

Zhao Zhe was silent, and Ji Xiang gave him a push.

"Zhao Yisheng, Zhao Zhe, it's you, right?" Gu Lao tilted his head to look at Zhao Zhe and asked, "Tell me, what happened."

"Uh... that... this..."

Zhao Zhe stammered, not knowing what to say.

"Don't be nervous, I'm just checking if the data is detailed."

"The Patient... when they found me at that time, the condition was clear. Because there were many feeding blood vessels and both Kidneys were involved, the director of our hospital thought that surgery could not be performed."

Zhao Zhe began to introduce the Patient's situation.

As he spoke, his thoughts drifted back many years ago, he gradually forgot his fear, and his speech became fluent.

"The Family Member was crying in a group at the time. I happened to meet them, so I told them we could give it a try. At that time, I first performed Embolization on the Patient, and performed the partial resection a few days later. The Embolization was very successful, and there was not much bleeding during the surgery. A month later, I also operated on the other Kidney, and the surgery was quite successful."

"There were no problems with the post-operative review. At first, physical strength was affected, and they couldn't do farm work. But after a year, they fully recovered, and there were no post-operative complications of delayed hemorrhage."

"A while ago, I passed by their house and went to see them by the way. The Patient is already over seventy, and their body is still sturdy. They were herding cattle with two sheepdogs. I was almost bitten hard by the dogs..."

Zhao Zhe went off-topic as he spoke, and Ji Xiang patted his back to remind him.

"Uh... the first Patient is still alive now, the quality of life is good, and no metastasis to other organs has been found."

Zhao Zhe tried hard to restrain his chatterbox attribute and introduced it simply.

"Tell me about the other Patients," Gu Lao asked with focused attention.

Although Zhao Zhe spoke very verbosely, in the eyes of an old Clinical doctor, those were one after another living Patients, not just numbers.

Zhao Zhe's verbosity was not nonsense in Gu Lao's eyes, but a description of the Patients' survival status.

Being over seventy and still able to herd cattle, with two big wolfdogs—it is hard to believe this is a Patient who has undergone bilateral Renal Cancer Resection.

Gu Lao seemed to have forgotten the purpose of coming here, looking at the Medical Record entered by Ji Xiang while listening to Zhao Zhe's "chatter."

More than two hours later, Zhao Zhe's face was glowing with excitement, incomparably thrilled; while Gu Lao was a bit tired, and he waved his hand.

"Zhao Yisheng, let's stop here for now."

Zhao Zhe was getting happier the more he spoke, and being suddenly told to stop was like slamming on the emergency brakes, and he was even shaken, feeling very unaccustomed to it.

"Not bad, not bad." Gu Lao stood up, patted Zhao Zhe's shoulder lightly, and his gaze fell on Ji Xiang.

"Xiao Ji Yisheng, what surgery did you say you were going to do tomorrow?"

"Interventional Embolization, followed by Surgical Resection 3-5 days later," Ji Xiang said calmly. "According to Zhao Yisheng's research, the surgical effect is very good."

"Alright, then I will come to watch your surgery tomorrow," Gu Lao laughed. "The younger generation is to be regarded with respect, the younger generation is to be regarded with respect."

He took a deep look at Ji Xiang. He was asking him, but he kept mentioning Zhao Yisheng, Zhao Zhe, in every sentence; this point was quite interesting.

"Gu Lao, the research was started by Zhao Yisheng, Zhao Zhe, with more than ten years of hard work. I am learning from Zhao Yisheng," Ji Xiang emphasized.

Gu Lao looked at Ji Xiang with great interest, and nodded slightly after a few seconds.

"I'm tired, go back to rest first, see you tomorrow."

Ji Xiang sent Gu Lao to the main entrance and watched him and a group of people get into the car before returning.

"Xiao Ji Yisheng, what did Gu Lao mean?" Zhao Zhe asked with some trepidation, having come into contact with a bigwig of Gu Lao's level for the first time.

"It doesn't mean anything, he just came to give me a certificate and then took a look at our research project." Ji Xiang suddenly remembered something, and he immediately smiled. "Gu Lao is the deputy editor-in-chief of the Chinese Journal of Urology."

"..."

Zhao Zhe's throat went dry all of a sudden, and he couldn't even speak. It was as if he had Sjogren's syndrome, and the glands in his Stomatology could not secrete any liquid at all.

But he didn't notice it, swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty, and his mouth felt as painful as if it had been cut by a small knife.

"I think Gu Lao meant that it seems like it can be published just by writing something down."

"!!!"

Wu Zong's eyes widened, staring blankly at Ji Xiang, and then looked at Zhao Zhe.

"Zhao Yisheng, include me as an author, okay?" Wu Zong was not polite at all; he had a straightforward temper, laughed, and put his arm around Zhao Zhe's shoulder. "I'm still short of a national-level article for my promotion."

"Xiao Ji Yisheng just said it casually; a national-level article, how could it be that easy?" Zhao Zhe's voice was hoarse, and his chatterbox problem had vanished into thin air.

"It's precisely because Xiao Ji said it that I believe it," Wu Zong curled his lip. "Don't leave me out. I don't want to be the first author, and I don't have the face to sponge off it, just give me a third or fourth author spot."

"Okay, okay, okay." Zhao Zhe was flattered.

Ji Xiang smiled. Although he didn't quite understand the details, the third, fourth, or fifth author of a national-level article was basically useless.

Wu Zong was curious and wanted to observe it from up close.

……

……

"Tianbo, are you feeling unconvinced?"

In the car, Gu Lao had his eyes slightly closed, as if taking a nap, but he suddenly said something out of the blue.

Zhou Tianbo was taken aback.

"Boss, no." Zhou Tianbo sighed softly, "That person's surgery was truly excellent; I have nothing to say, it is a case of my skills being inferior to others. It is just that I have embarrassed you, Boss, and I feel a bit ashamed."

(End of this chapter)