Chapter 380: Dimensional Reduction Strike

Although Liu Zhuren was not certain whether that paper which had suddenly descended from the heavens was real or fake, the expressions and small gestures of the others, especially those middle-aged doctors who were candidates, told him it was real.

Although he did not know how Ji Xiang had suddenly published a paper in The Lancet, Liu Zhuren immediately recalled those words his classmate in the south had spoken with such profound mystery.

"The Lancet, I don't need to say much more, right?" Liu Zhuren smiled, suppressing his emotions, and said in a deep voice, "Since there are no issues with the eligibility requirements, let's return to the Provincial Natural Science Foundation application. Does everyone have any opinions?"

"I've looked over the application, there's no problem, and with the bonus points from The Lancet, I think it's acceptable," an Expert reviewer who had a good personal relationship with Liu Zhuren immediately chimed in.

Liu Zhuren took back the notebook, handed it to Ji Xiang, then patted Ji Xiang on the shoulder and said softly, "Go back."

Ji Xiang bowed, turned, and returned to his seat.

"Xiao Ji, is The Lancet real?" Zhao Zhe was somewhat dazed.

"Yes, it was just published."

The sudden turn of events left Zhao Zhe feeling somewhat chaotic inside, his mind exceptionally unclear, but one image was particularly vivid—when he had been given a hard time while processing his job transfer, Xiao Ji had descended from the heavens and solved all the problems.

He just knew that working with Xiao Ji was very worry-free; all the difficulties that seemed like impassable chasms to him were not even matters to Xiao Ji.

Zhao Zhe slumped in his chair, not babbling, just blankly thinking about everything that had just happened.

Inadvertently, he now had a paper in The Lancet, and it looked like the Provincial Natural Science Foundation application would also be secured; it could be considered a double blessing.

Perhaps he was too happy, to the point that Zhao Zhe couldn't feel happy at all.

The review meeting was still ongoing, and although the many Expert reviewers were bewildered, they still went through the motions.

With Liu Zhuren supporting them, qualifications were not an issue, and what followed was smooth sailing, without a single ripple.

The meeting ended, and Liu Zhuren did not hide his joy as he came before Ji Xiang, "Xiao Ji, congratulations."

"Zhuren, thank you," Ji Xiang replied with a smile and a bow.

"What kind of talk is that? Our... our department's affairs, why say thank you?"

As he spoke, Liu Zhuren looked at Zhao Zhe, who was slumped in his chair.

"Doctor Zhao, you must shoulder heavy responsibilities in the future. Xiao Ji still has to rotate, so if there is work you can do, try your best to do it."

"Zhuren, don't worry, I will definitely get the work done neatly and efficiently," Zhao Zhe "sprung" up from the chair, patting his chest in assurance.

As time passed, Zhao Zhe gradually woke up from the space of excitement to numbness, where his mind had been a complete blank.

Really,

Everything was real!

Things he had struggled for half a lifetime to obtain were all dumped on his head within a single day, including the Provincial Natural Science Foundation application and the publication in a world-class journal that he hadn't even dared to imagine.

"Lu Zhuren's Medical Record is written really well, it saved a lot of worry," Liu Zhuren laughed, "I have been paying attention to the Medical Record. Xiao Ji, you should learn more from Lu Zhuren in the future; his diagnosis is good, and his Medical Record writing is also good."

"Yes, Zhuren."

"Bai Chuzhang transferred him to the Medical Affairs Department, and one of the purposes was to use him as a trump card for reviewing Medical Records. But to become a trump card, one's basic quality must certainly be sufficient."

Liu Zhuren was somewhat excitedly incoherent, even using a term like "one" to describe him.

"Is Old Lu still writing Medical Records?" Liu Zhuren asked.

"He was writing Medical Records when I left. I will work hard to learn from Lu Zhuren," Ji Xiang answered very calmly.

Liu Zhuren was slightly surprised, but immediately felt that these were not matters; Ji Xiang himself had sufficient ability and a powerful background behind him, so why should he worry about so much? He would just do his own job well; in the future, Ji Xiang would inevitably be a great source of support.

"I'll give Old Lu a call, let's go grab some skewers together to celebrate." Liu Zhuren pulled Ji Xiang and Zhao Zhe to leave the conference room and dialed Lu Gang's phone.

This medical team was thrown together, but if one thought about it in detail, it was actually very powerful.

Although the meeting had already adjourned, the people in the conference room did not leave, but were instead discussing.

Liu Zhuren heard their discussions coming from behind him and felt proud.

This kid Ji Xiang was promising; even with someone making trouble, he still solved the problem without a sound. One had to say he was quite formidable.

Discuss, envy, Liu Zhuren's heart blossomed with joy.

"Old Lu, what are you doing? Stop writing Medical Records. Your team's Provincial Natural Science Foundation application has been approved, come out and grab some skewers!"

"Hmm? A consultation on a weekend? Hurry up, we'll go to Peiyang Barbecue first."

"Is there anything you, Old Lu, can't handle? Hurry up."

Walking out of the conference room, Liu Zhuren's joy was no longer hidden, and he said excitedly.

Hanging up the phone, Ji Xiang asked, "Zhuren, what's the matter on Teacher Lu's side?"

"He said there is a consultation in the Respiratory Medicine Department, an unknown cause of Pneumonia, very troublesome, I'm afraid the person isn't going to make it."

As he spoke, Liu Zhuren paused for a moment.

Could it be that Ji Xiang wanted to go back to participate in the consultation? After spending a long time in contact, Liu Zhuren also knew Ji Xiang's personality.

A young person with heavy curiosity, always thinking about improving himself.

He looked at Clinical cases often, and whenever Ji Xiang had time, he would even go to the Emergency Department to be on duty with Meng Qingfei.

Young people really are full of energy; if it were himself, he wouldn't stay a minute longer for any unrelated patients or departments, Liu Zhuren thought to himself.

"Xiao Ji, do you want to go back and take a look?" Liu Zhuren asked proactively.

Rather than letting Ji Xiang bring it up, it was better for him to suggest it.

"Okay!" There was light in Ji Xiang's eyes.

"..." Liu Zhuren sighed in his heart. It was the weekend, and it was a double blessing, yet he had to go back to participate in a Respiratory Medicine Department consultation; it couldn't be more boring.

But since Ji Xiang had said so, Liu Zhuren certainly wouldn't refuse. Anyway, Peiyang Barbecue was right across the street, so letting Xiao Ji go watch the excitement was fine; it didn't matter.

The three of them rushed back to the Second Affiliated Hospital.

The consultation had already ended, and Lu Gang was deep in thought in the Urology Department's Doctor's Office, holding the films.

"Teacher Lu, what kind of Patient is it?" Ji Xiang asked impatiently as he entered the door.

"An elderly person, bedridden for 3 years, diagnosed with Hypertension Grade 3, chronic renal insufficiency-uremic stage, and pulmonary infection. The family is attentive, and the Patient's condition has been maintained quite well, not even having bedsores.

But this time, the films are very strange."

"Long-term bedridden, hypostatic pneumonia, what's so strange about that?" Liu Zhuren said.

"Hypostatic pneumonia is generally bilateral; the Patient's lung markings are somewhat coarse, and bubbling rales can be heard on the right side, so calling it mild hypostatic pneumonia is still explainable, but the left side is clearly more severe."

"Since when does hypostatic pneumonia appear unilaterally in your family?"

Lu Gang stared at the film, his tone already beginning to turn unpleasant.

Liu Zhuren treated his words as if they were nothing but hot air and did not care at all.

(End of chapter)