Chapter 448: Challenging a Superior (League Leader's Reluctant Bonus Chapter ×2)

Professor Shen felt the immense pressure from Ji Xiang's actions just now, but he hadn't expected it to be this intense.

He froze for a moment.

The Guangtou Zhuchiren was just about to speak to ease the awkward atmosphere when he suddenly heard a sound coming from the screen.

The sound was not loud, intermittent, but very strange.

He turned to look at the screen; just as he was communicating with Professor Shen, Fan Dao gestured, and an assistant held a microphone directly against the door.

The conversation between Ji Xiang and Yang Zhuren on the other side of the door came through intermittently.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, this is a hospital, how can you speak so recklessly! You've created a strong psychological expectation for the Patient that you cannot fulfill; have you thought about the consequences of this!"

Yang Zhuren was indeed not as good-tempered as before; even through the door, one could hear his harsh words and stern tone.

That severity was like a giant axe, splitting the door of the director's office.

"Yang Zhuren, the Patient... can indeed be treated..." Ji Xiang's voice was much lower, intermittent, seemingly in the middle of an explanation.

This scene was quite montage-like, with a strange feeling of voyeurism.

The Guangtou Zhuchiren stopped talking to Professor Shen, turned back quietly, and listened with pricked ears.

Even Yang Zhuren's voice was very low through the door, requiring careful listening.

"Treat what?" Yang Zhuren said sternly, "Do I not know that Interventional Surgery can be done? But this is late-stage cancer, late-stage! What is the use of Interventional Surgery? Besides, does Shanghai not have an Interventional Department? The Interventional Department must have already seen it."

"Yang Zhuren, it is precisely because Shanghai has an Interventional Department that I have seen..."

"The Patient was seen at Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital; that is the top-tier place for hepatobiliary surgery in the country."

"Director, it is precisely because it is Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital that I have my doubts, which is why I dare to say this."

Ji Xiang's voice raised slightly.

He didn't wait for Yang Zhuren to speak and continued, "From what I know of Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital, their Interventional Department performs surgeries very crudely, with most patients taking 15 minutes per case. It's basically equivalent to just doing an Angiography after the surgery; calling it surgery is a compliment to them—they should be called an Invasive Examination department."

Once these words were out, not only did Yang Zhuren inside the door stop speaking, but the guests in the Review Room couldn't say a word either.

Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital—even among ordinary people, half of them know this name.

Although it is not as famous as Peking Union Medical College Hospital or Huaxi in the country, as a specialized hospital for hepatobiliary diseases, it is a top-tier existence in China.

Ji Xiang did not directly DISS the surgical system of Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital, but he named and shamed their Interventional Department.

Professor Shen's complexion turned extremely ugly.

Challenging a superior, regardless of whether it is in the medical system or not, is a very serious issue.

And the medical system is highly professional; for a Standardized Training Doctor, no matter how outstanding or talented, to directly name and shame a top national specialized hospital—this does not seem right.

It's not just "seemingly," and it's not just "not right."

This is simply rebellious!

Professor Shen's complexion was terrible, his lips began to tremble, as if he were facing a challenge from a prickly subordinate doctor.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, how can you say that!"

"Yang Zhuren, what I said is true." Ji Xiang's stubborn voice came through, "You can request a consultation. The vast majority of patients only know about the Hepatobiliary Surgery Department; when they get Liver Cancer, they go to the Surgery Department, but they don't know the Interventional Department exists."

"Request a consultation. If your hospital says the surgery cannot be completed, I have nothing more to say. But now it is clearly still possible to do it, with at least a 30% hope of extending the Patient's life by 1-2 years, why don't we do it?"

Although separated by a door, everyone seemed to be able to see Ji Xiang sticking his neck out, confronting Yang Zhuren.

"On what grounds do you say that?" Yang Zhuren's voice was even more severe.

Like a blade,

Like a spear.

"Because I have been there and had an exchange with their director of the Interventional Department, and it ended very unpleasantly."

Ji Xiang admitted frankly.

"!!!"

"!!!"

"!!!"

After hearing Ji Xiang's words, the eyes of the guests in the Review Room widened until they were round, almost popping out.

This is just too damn boastful; the good impression accumulated yesterday was blown away like the wind.

Several guests wanted to laugh, but facing the camera, they could only endure it with difficulty.

Mao Mao had a bitter smile on his face and shook his head helplessly.

Professor Shen sighed deeply; the good impression was suddenly blown away. Is this the stubbornness of young people?

Or is it that after achieving a little bit of success, the hearts of young people have taken flight?

Perhaps.

Questioning the most top-tier specialized hospital in the country is not impossible, but it is not something a young person of Ji Xiang's age can do, or should do.

"Doctor Ji Xiang, that's too much! You should know what an Intern should do!" Yang Zhuren's voice became increasingly angry; although separated by a door, it was now clearly audible.

"Yang Zhuren, you are a doctor, you are an elder, I respect you, but please recall what a doctor should do!"

Ji Xiang did not retreat even half a step.

A bolt of lightning accurately struck Professor Shen's heart in the Review Room.

What should a doctor do?

What should a doctor do!

This was a soul-searching question from the source.

The director's office went quiet, and Yang Zhuren's voice did not continue to come through. But the many guests in front of the screen seemed to hear Yang Zhuren panting with rage; they seemed to see Ji Xiang with his head held high, full of a young, stubborn expression.

"What are you all doing?" Zhai Yuhan's voice appeared; the camera turned, and Zhai Yuhan was staring at Fan Dao with some anger.

Her anger was written on her face, clearly visible.

The many guests in the Review Room simultaneously felt that they had been drowned in an awkward mood, and even breathing became a luxury.

This was no longer the level of embarrassment where one could dig out a three-bedroom apartment with their toes; it had already reached the eighteenth level of hell.

However, Fan Dao did not care; he walked to Zhai Yuhan's side, "Doctor Zhai, may I ask you something?"

"What is it?" Although Zhai Yuhan was angry to the Extreme Point, she endured it in front of the camera, barely managing to keep her patience to deal with Fan Dao.

But her opinion of the Camera Crew had dropped below freezing, and she was full of wariness.

"Besides surgery, can Liver Cancer patients be treated with Interventional Surgery?" Fan Dao asked directly.

"..."

Zhai Yuhan was stunned; she had not expected Fan Dao, a layman, to ask such a professional question.

As for the Interventional Department, let alone ordinary people, at least 50% of the people in the hospital did not understand or even know that such a department existed.

Just as Zhai Yuhan was pondering how to answer Fan Dao's question, the door to the director's office opened, and Yang Zhuren walked out with a gloomy face.

Behind Yang Zhuren, Ji Xiang followed with a serious expression.

The guests looked at this young man who was brave to the Extreme Point and reckless to the Extreme Point, and their feelings were somewhat complicated.

In a while, Ji Xiang would likely be scolded like a dog by Yang Zhuren.

(End of this chapter)