Chapter 398: Competing for Him

Sui Zhuren performed the surgery absent-mindedly. Fortunately, he was already well-versed in hip joint replacement surgery and could complete it relying solely on Muscle Memory; otherwise, he definitely would have changed the surgery date.

It's strange, how could Zhao Dali's Anterior Cruciate Ligament surgery have recovered so well?

There is no effusion, the Patient can start rehabilitation training very soon, and looking at Zhao Dali, he has no pain or discomfort at all; he's itching to go to the pitch right now and start doing 50-meter shuttle runs.

This kind of surgical result is excellent, but "excellent" isn't enough to accurately describe it.

For an ordinary person, Sui Zhuren felt this kind of situation was even excessive, but for an athlete, this is a life-saving straw.

If it could be like what Ji Xiang said.

Damn it, Ji Xiang is still just a Standardized Training Student, and he only just passed his Practicing Certificate exam.

Thinking of the Practicing Certificate, Sui Zhuren had a sudden flash of inspiration.

The attitude of Liu Zhuren from the Urology Department toward Ji Xiang was always imprinted in his heart, but this kid hasn't confirmed his specialty yet; he will only confirm it when he promotes to the intermediate level.

Why choose the Urology Department? My great Orthopedics Department isn't a hundred times better than the Urology Department!

Sui Zhuren's mind stirred.

In hospitals all over the country, Orthopedics is a department so hot it burns your hands. Generally speaking, a standard Grade A Tertiary Hospital in a prefecture-level city requires at least a master's degree. That is the minimum; in reality, even a Doctor of Philosophy might not be able to stay.

And the possibility of a Doctor of Philosophy staying at one of the large provincial Grade A Tertiary Hospitals is almost non-existent.

If Orthopedics weren't desirable, would Zhao Yuanzhang arrange for his son to rotate through the Orthopedics Department as his very first department?

If Orthopedics weren't desirable, it wouldn't be the case that in an environment where Emergency, Pediatrics, and Interventional departments are severely understaffed, Orthopedics doctors are overflowing, with no worries at all about having no one to do the work.

Compared to the Urology Department, Orthopedics is simply countless times better.

While performing surgery, Sui Zhuren suddenly muttered to himself, "I don't believe I can't compete with the Urology Department for a person."

The Anesthesia doctor heard Sui Zhuren muttering to himself and immediately pricked up his ears.

Competing for a person, Urology Department—these words couldn't be linked at all.

"Sui Zhuren, what are you saying?" the Anesthesia doctor asked in confusion. "Our Orthopedics Department needs people? Last year, the Doctor of Philosophy you mentored left crying; he wanted to stay for three years but couldn't. He looked so pitiful, snot and tears everywhere."

"..." Sui Zhuren was stunned. How did he let his inner thoughts slip out?

Moreover, he is a dignified head of the Orthopedics Department; even if others begged him, he might not necessarily agree, let alone "compete" for someone.

"Sui Zhuren, your department is hiring?!" The Circulating Nurse's eyes lit up instantly.

The Orthopedics Department hiring new people—this kind of thing is like a thunderclap on flat ground even at the Second Affiliated Hospital.

Normally, if Zhao Yuanzhang weren't arranging for his own son, he wouldn't have the authority to send someone to the Orthopedics Department.

In the entire Second Affiliated Hospital, only the Dean has this ability, and even then, Sui Zhuren has to nod in agreement. It involves too many interests; it's complicated as hell.

This is a big deal!!

"No, I was talking about other hospitals." Sui Zhuren found an irrelevant excuse to brush it off.

The others were thoughtful; Sui Zhuren's words could be treated as farts, but that sentence he just muttered to himself was the real thing.

Whether it was true or false, this was big news.

Sui Zhuren also felt his state of mind wasn't right; he cast aside distractions and began to focus on the surgery.

He didn't say a single one of the "saucy" remarks he usually makes on the Orthopedics operating table; he was focused, concentrated, and reticent.

This demeanor of his seemed to confirm certain things even more.

By the time the surgery ended, it was around 6:00 PM. Sui Zhuren didn't go home; he returned to his office and found the surgery Ji Xiang had performed to start studying it.

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Three days later.

"That's about it." Ji Xiang went over the many matters regarding post-operative rehabilitation training one last time in front of Feng Jiaolian and Zhao Dali.

He was still very worried, so he was a bit long-winded.

The surgery was very successful. This is the H-Z Surgical Technique taught to him by the System NPC. It is said that not only can it restore an athlete's local function to the level before the injury, but it can also have a certain strengthening effect on fragile ligaments and tendons!

The vast majority of athletes have their own Achilles' heel; the H-Z Surgical Technique can treat it as nothing and can even reinforce relatively fragile parts.

But that's what is said. This was Ji Xiang's first time performing a similar surgery in reality, and he was worried that Zhao Dali would run back to the football team like a rabbit as soon as he was discharged.

"Ji Yisheng, don't you worry." The smile on Feng Jiaolian's face was like a blooming chrysanthemum. "We have professional rehabilitation training doctors, professionals."

"That's good. Take it step by step; you must gradually increase the load over 40-50 days. Don't be rash."

"Ji Yisheng, I don't feel any discomfort at all. I'm full of energy; I want to play football!" Zhao Dali said.

"Smack~" Feng Jiaolian slapped him on the back of the head, showing no mercy.

"What are you thinking, you little brat!" Feng Jiaolian scolded. "Listen to whatever Ji Yisheng says. If your hamstring snaps again, you'll only be good enough to guard the gate at Sheng Tixiao as a security guard."

Hearing "guard the gate," Zhao Dali didn't dare to be stubborn anymore.

"Ji Yisheng, thank you, thank you."

"Actually, I'm just being too cautious." Ji Xiang smiled. "The training after you go back can be a bit more intense than what normal people who have had similar surgeries do; that's perfectly fine. But, just to be safe, you know."

"Okay, thank you."

Feng Jiaolian didn't know how to express himself; he just kept saying words of gratitude.

He took Zhao Dali to be discharged.

Zhao Dali lived in the dormitory of the Sheng Zuqiu Qingniandui. Because he needed to recover from his injury, Feng Jiaolian specially arranged a single room for him.

A month and a half—if possible, it wouldn't delay his trip to the Borussia Dortmund Youth Team.

There was one more test before joining the team; he hoped Zhao Dali could pass it.

Feng Jiaolian thought more and more; now Zhao Dali had once again become his hope.

Another ten days later.

Fan Chengen appeared at the Sheng Zuqiu Qingniandui.

"Fan Jiaoshou, why are you here?" the football team's health doctor, Kong Yisheng, greeted him enthusiastically.

"I've come to see Zhao Dali," Fan Chengen said, not mincing words and stating his purpose directly.

Doctor Kong was taken aback, his expression turning slightly strange.

Fan Chengen's heart stirred, and he asked, "How is Zhao Dali recovering?"

"Professor Fan, you aren't angry that Dali didn't have his surgery with you, are you?" Doctor Kong had unconsciously changed his address from 'you' (informal) to 'you' (formal), becoming a bit more polite.

"Not at all, I'm just curious and came to see how Zhao Dali is recovering," Fan Chengen said. "He should be able to walk normally by now, right? Is there any pain? Any issues with muscle or ligament adhesion?"

Doctor Kong sighed.

"Did something go wrong?" Fan Chengen asked, feeling quite strange.

"No, it's something else. Ah, look at me, look at me, I'll take you to see him right now," Doctor Kong said hurriedly.

Could it be that something happened to the knee ligaments? Fan Chengen thought to himself as he saw the strange look on Doctor Kong's face.

(End of chapter)