Chapter 325: The Importance of the Practicing Certificate

"Dad." Zhao Tianjiao knocked on the door and walked into the office.

"Finished?" Zhao Jixiang stood up to put on his coat.

"Dad! I really dislike Ji Xiang." Zhao Tianjiao did not hide his feelings of disgust toward Ji Xiang in front of his father; he said whatever was on his mind.

"Oh?" Zhao Jixiang was not surprised; he simply asked in a flat tone.

Zhao Tianjiao recounted the events that had just occurred, without adding any embellishments.

He knew his father's temper well; while his father would certainly be biased, his father needed to know the truth and weigh the pros and cons. If he lied, being scolded later would be the least of his worries.

In this regard, Zhao Tianjiao had received a good education.

"I see," Zhao Jixiang said.

"Dad, Ji Xiang is simply too arrogant! And his luck is exceptionally good."

"That isn't luck; it's high competence," Zhao Jixiang said, hitting the nail on the head.

"That shouldn't be possible. I've already reduced over a dozen patients with shoulder dislocations, but it just so happened that problems arose after I encountered him."

"Heh." Zhao Jixiang finished changing his clothes and walked out with Zhao Tianjiao. "Luck? In some high-difficulty surgeries, one does indeed need the blessing of luck, and the diagnosis of some difficult and complicated cases also requires luck."

As Zhao Jixiang spoke, he suddenly emphasized his tone. "However! According to what you said, Ji Xiang suddenly made a strange movement just when Xu was about to perform the reduction."

"Yes! I'm certain of it. When General Manager Xu asked about the medical history, the patient never mentioned it. Ji Xiang looked like a clown, but it was that clown-like action that seemed to remind General Manager Xu," Zhao Tianjiao said firmly.

"That is skill," Zhao Jixiang said. "Even if it's just a process of elimination, it's worth a try."

These words were somewhat ethereal, and Zhao Tianjiao paused, not understanding his father's meaning.

"Jealousy will make you lose your calm judgment," Zhao Jixiang said. "Don't pay attention to him; you just need to walk your own path well."

Zhao Tianjiao was still somewhat unconvinced, but since his father had already said so, he moved his lips and finally fell silent.

"I just contacted Bai Chuzhang. There is a high possibility that the scientific research you've been working on recently will be approved for the Provincial Natural Science Foundation next year. You need to keep in touch with Bai Chuzhang and look over the application materials more," Zhao Jixiang urged. "The most important thing is!"

"The exam is coming up," Zhao Tianjiao said solemnly, finishing his father's sentence.

"Sigh, the exams are getting harder and harder now. What I worry about most are low-probability events." Zhao Jixiang stopped and turned his head to look at Zhao Tianjiao. "If you fail the Practicing Physician Examination, all the groundwork you've laid will be nothing but a mirage."

"Dad, don't worry," Zhao Tianjiao said, patting his chest. "I guarantee I'll be in the top ten of the entire province at least!"

Zhao Jixiang nodded, neither confirming nor denying.

"My main energy recently has been focused on the exam. If I hadn't been concentrating on studying, I wouldn't have missed the message General Manager Xu sent me today, and I wouldn't have let Ji Xiang go into surgery with General Manager Xu."

"Those are all minor details," Zhao Jixiang pressed the elevator button and said earnestly. "Technique is one aspect, but the Physician Certificate is what's important. Next is the Provincial Natural Science Foundation, then the National Natural Science Foundation, and after that..."

"Dad." Zhao Tianjiao felt a surge of excitement.

"I can only help a little with things like the Excellent Young Scientists Fund; whether you can actually apply for it is another matter," Zhao Jixiang said.

The father and son got into the elevator, went downstairs in silence, and got into the car.

Zhao Jixiang drove home. When they reached the door, Zhao Tianjiao suddenly said, "Dad, I remembered why I felt jealous."

"It's because of Ji Xiang's research, right?"

Struck to the heart by his father's words, Zhao Tianjiao was slightly stunned, then filled with admiration.

Although his father didn't say it, everything was under his control.

Ji Xiang, what does he have to compete with him!

"Yes, Dad," Zhao Tianjiao said honestly. "Liu Zhuren of the Urology Department seems to care a lot about Ji Xiang. He personally sent Ji Xiang to the Orthopedics Department early this morning. I've never even heard of a director from a previous department sending a Standardized Training Student to the next department."

"When someone sees a piece of unpolished jade, as long as they aren't stupid, they'll always want to put it in their own pocket. It's not just Liu Zhuren; isn't Bai Chuzhang the same?"

"Bai Chuzhang?!"

Zhao Jixiang didn't tell Zhao Tianjiao that much; the fewer people who know about certain things, the better. He believed that he and Bai Chuzhang had a tacit understanding.

His son, Zhao Tianjiao, was young and frivolous; he might let something slip at any moment if he didn't watch his mouth.

Although it wouldn't be a major issue, one still had to be cautious to avoid embarrassment.

"Don't worry about that. I'm the one who looks at the big picture; your vision is too shallow, and even if you look, you're just looking blindly," Zhao Jixiang said. "Now is not the time to look at the big picture; you just need to keep your head down and work. The Practicing Certificate is very important; there can't be any mistakes."

His tone was deep and very grave.

"Dad, don't worry." Zhao Tianjiao seemed to have become a bit more steady, and he answered seriously.

The two returned home, changed their clothes, and washed up. Zhao Jixiang wanted to sleep.

The light in his son's bedroom was still on. Zhao Jixiang opened the door and took a look, seeing Zhao Tianjiao studying hard at his desk, and finally revealed a gratified smile.

He didn't say anything more to Zhao Tianjiao and closed the door to rest.

A son will eventually have a day when he grows up.

He pointed out a path for him and helped him get started, but how far he could go depended on Zhao Tianjiao's own ability.

Provincial Natural Science Foundation, National Natural Science Foundation—his own greatest capacity was just the Excellent Young Scientists Fund.

Lying in bed, Zhao Jixiang thought about his own limits and laughed at himself.

As for Academician, he could only covet it; Zhao Tianjiao wouldn't reach it, but if he worked hard, his grandson might be able to try.

This was the meaning of a family; others walked a path for one generation, but his own family could walk the same path for two or three generations, going further and further.

Before falling asleep, Zhao Jixiang's final thought was of Ji Xiang.

This young man seemed very capable; he had only been at the Second Affiliated Hospital for three months and had already gained the appreciation of an Attending Professor, a department director, and Bai Chuzhang of the Medical Affairs Department.

They were even willing to pay a certain price to watch Ji Xiang move up.

Naive!

No rush; wait for an opportunity to teach Ji Xiang the ways of the world.

Zhao Jixiang didn't really care about Ji Xiang's outstanding performance. A large hospital was like a big ship—a big, broken ship.

If it drifted with the current, it might float for a long time.

But if you installed nuclear power, it would very likely fall apart in an instant.

One or two incredibly awesome geniuses didn't count for much; the platform was the foundation. Although there were some geniuses who didn't care about the platform because they were the platform themselves, such geniuses were rare.

And!

They only appeared in the eighties and nineties of the last century.

Ji Xiang...

Zhao Jixiang cast this name aside in his mind and began to calculate the matter of the Provincial Natural Science Foundation.

Between sleeping and waking, Zhao Jixiang suddenly dreamed that Zhao Tianjiao stumbled during the Physician Certificate exam, causing his previous arrangements to go down the drain.

He woke up in a fright.

Waking from a dream at midnight, Zhao Jixiang also felt helpless.

His son's affairs were still a major matter; he could not face success or failure with calmness and composure.

(End of this chapter)