Chapter 270: A Familiar Yet Strange Feeling (For League Leader Qiuguo's Dad)

The surgery ended, and Ji Xiang sent the Patient to the ICU, while Lu Gang felt uneasy.

He hesitated for a long time, and after Ji Xiang left, he pulled Wu Zong to the CT Room to copy the Patient's imaging data.

"Deputy Lu Zhuren, what are you..."

"I didn't understand anything from the diagnosis to the surgery, so I'm going back to study it myself." Lu Gang did not hide it and spoke straight to the point.

"Your spirit of diligent study is truly... no wonder your diagnosis is so good, impressive," Wu Zong praised sincerely.

However, Lu Gang had lost his secret contest with Ji Xiang today, and his entire mental state was off; Wu Zong's words sounded like mockery to him, which made Lu Gang very unhappy.

Wu Zong also felt it was strange; the diagnosis was correct, the surgery went smoothly, and the Patient was sent to the ICU without any subsequent trouble, so why was Deputy Lu Zhuren Gang so sullen?

There is a huge chasm between people, and it is impossible to have true Empathy.

Lu Gang copied the data and returned to his residence to send it to a classmate of his.

"Shizi, I sent you some imaging data." After sending the data, Lu Gang dialed his classmate's phone.

"Oh? You're asking me for a diagnosis?" Lu Gang's classmate asked with a chuckle.

He knew very well what kind of temper Lu Gang had; he was surprised that a man who looked down on everyone would take the initiative to ask him to look at a scan.

"Isn't it normal to look for your inner circle when you encounter something you don't understand?" Lu Gang recounted what happened today. "Shizi, I sent the Patient's imaging data to your email; please take a look for me."

"You couldn't tell?"

"Yeah, I couldn't tell at all." Lu Gang was distressed, but he spoke the truth.

At home, Lu Gang no longer maintained the professional demeanor he had at the hospital; with a cigarette hanging from his mouth, his right foot on a chair, and several buttons of his pajamas undone, he made the call in a slouching manner.

"Then let me take a look." Professor Hou became serious.

"Shizi, to be honest, if it had been me at the time, I definitely would have let the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department close the abdomen and finish," Lu Gang said. "There wasn't a single sign, yet a... young Doctor on my side insisted that there was a bilateral Ureter rupture. It's very strange, especially strange."

"Let me look at the scan first."

Lu Gang hung up the phone after hearing Professor Hou say this.

He put down his phone, lit another cigarette, and silently recalled the entire process of the consultation in the operating room today.

For a Patient with Blunt trauma, one does not consider a Ureter rupture; this is basic common sense. Moreover, the imaging did not support a Ureter rupture either.

Just based on those two "artifacts"?

Lu Gang thought silently, feeling particularly unconvinced.

But he could not find any reason to disparage Ji Xiang; the facts proved that his own level was insufficient, and a loss was a loss.

According to Lu Gang's estimation, Professor Hou would call him back in ten minutes.

But he smoked one cigarette after another, finishing half a pack, and over an hour passed just like that, yet the phone remained as quiet as ever.

Did the boss not find any problems either?

Should he send Ji Xiang to be dissected? He always felt that there was something wrong with this little guy, Lu Gang speculated to himself.

Suddenly, a WeChat video ringtone sounded, giving Lu Gang a start.

He had just been thinking about dissecting Ji Xiang; such dark thoughts could not see the light of day, they were completely absurd.

"Shizi, what do you think?" Lu Gang answered the call.

He suddenly realized it was a WeChat group video call; besides Professor Hou, Deputy Director of the CT Room Jiang Huaiming was also there.

"Old Lu, I looked at the scan and didn't see any problems either, so I asked little Jiang to take a look," Professor Hou said truthfully.

"..." Lu Gang was speechless.

Even Professor Hou couldn't tell?

"Old Lu, you've experienced quite a lot over there," Deputy Director Jiang Huaiming said with a chuckle.

"I just happened to encounter an emergency."

"I didn't expect you to have such an expert at reading scans over there; it must be that a talented person from the CT Room just happened to be there," Jiang Huaiming asked.

"No, it was diagnosed by a Doctor from the Urology Department... and a young Doctor at that."

"That impressive? The scan is very difficult to diagnose; it requires calculating the attenuation of the rays," Jiang Huaiming, who worked in imaging, gave an extremely professional evaluation.

Deputy Director Jiang Huaiming began to talk incessantly about the technical aspects, speaking for a full ten minutes before he finally explained the scan clearly.

"This is no longer a scope that your Urology Department or Rheumatology and Immunology Department can touch. Even if this scan were brought to our hospital, there would only be two or three people who could understand it, including me," Deputy Director Jiang Huaiming said very affirmatively.

"..."

Lu Gang thought of Ji Xiang's young face.

"Not bad, I heard from Professor Hou that the surgery wasn't delayed, right?"

"Yes, the surgery is already done, and a Double-J Stent was left in," Lu Gang said. "The Patient was sent to the ICU after the surgery; I'll go take a look again tomorrow morning."

"I really didn't expect this," Deputy Director Jiang repeated his exclamation once more. "You have such an impressive person over there. They always say that grassroots hospitals are full of hidden talents, and there are often some impressive guys around; I didn't believe it before."

Professor Hou and Deputy Director Jiang Huaiming chatted for a few more sentences, expressed their gratitude, and then ended the three-way conversation mode.

Immediately, a phone call came through.

"Old Lu, was it really your young Doctor who made the diagnosis himself? Is there really such an impressive little guy?" Professor Hou specifically asked.

Lu Gang recounted the experience.

The Patient was sent to the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department as an emergency; they had already started the splenectomy on the table, and it was only after opening the abdominal cavity and seeing the severe Retroperitoneal Hematoma that they called the Urology Department Resident Chief to the table for a consultation.

This situation is very common in hospitals, and Lu Gang was very certain that Ji Xiang was seeing that scan for the first time as well.

After finishing the account, Lu Gang recalled it once more; there were no missing details.

Professor Hou was silent for a few seconds, then laughed, "Truly, the waves behind the Yangtze River drive the waves ahead."

"Shizi, that young man... let's put it this way, you know Zhou Tianbo, right? Gu Lao's student."

"I know."

"Yesterday, at a surgery competition organized by Gu Lao for Zhou Tianbo, this young man ended up taking first place."

There was silence on the other end of the phone for a long time.

The amount of information contained in Lu Gang's words was too great; Professor Hou needed to digest it properly.

"What is his name?"

"Ji Xiang."

Professor Hou muttered the name a few times, earnestly committing it to memory.

"Then that's all for now, old Lu, let's be in touch again."

"Alright."

Hanging up the phone, Lu Gang sat limply in his chair like a deflated balloon, hugging his knees in contemplation.

With the analysis from the most professional Radiology Expert, he knew it was his own level that was insufficient, not that Ji Xiang had the ability to predict the future.

That kind of claim was impossible to begin with; Lu Gang had just been feeling unconvinced in his heart.

As for Ji Xiang...

Lu Gang held a cigarette in his mouth, and thinking of Ji Xiang's determination when confronting him, the doubts in his heart grew heavier.

After thinking for a long time, Lu Gang still could not understand why he cared so much about a Standardized Training Student.

He wanted to stop dwelling on it, but that strange feeling remained.

Not knowing how much time had passed, Lu Gang remembered something and slapped his chair hard.

He knew what was wrong—the aura on Ji Xiang!

That kind of self-confident aura, Lu Gang had only seen on some old professors at the school who were powerful to the Extreme Point.

No wonder it felt so familiar yet so strange.

(End of chapter)