Chapter 704: I'll Stay for a While Longer

"Teacher." Lin Jiuze picked up the phone and said respectfully.

"Jiuze, it's time to come back," Tang Chenhua said, getting straight to the point. "The board meeting is about to be held, and you need to come back to prepare for the establishment of your medical team. I've been observing someone from..."

"Teacher, I've made a comparative chart and data analysis of Wembanyama and Neymar's post-operative results," Lin Jiuze interrupted Tang Chenhua.

"Oh?"

Tang Chenhua on the other end of the phone let out an "oh," his voice sounding somewhat interested.

"I'll email the comparative chart to you," Lin Jiuze said. "The facts prove that the post-operative recovery of the two differs significantly."

"How big is the gap?"

"One is in the sky, the other is on the ground."

"!!!"

"Teacher, please help me stall the hospital side a bit longer. I still need some time to observe here. Sorry for the trouble," Lin Jiuze said cautiously.

He knew very well what it meant for him to say this, and what price his teacher would have to pay.

Tang Chenhua did not refuse, nor did he directly agree; he simply remained silent.

"I'll send you the post-operative control group comparison of Wembanyama and Neymar; you'll understand once you see it," Lin Jiuze said. "I still want to watch Doctor Ji Xiang's surgeries here."

"Does he let you assist in his surgeries? Or are you just observing from the sidelines?"

"I have been performing Interventional Surgery with Doctor Ji Xiang, specifically Interventional Embolization + Surgical Resection for Renal Cancer," Lin Jiuze said. "I can handle half the surgical volume for the Interventional Embolization, and recently..."

"Recently what?"

"Teacher, I feel like my skill has leveled up recently."

Tang Chenhua liked to play Go, so when the master and apprentice discussed technical levels, they often used the term "leveled up" to describe it.

The other end of the phone fell silent once again.

Because Tang Chenhua knew how high Lin Jiuze's level was.

Once one reached Lin Jiuze's realm, even a tiny bit of improvement was extremely difficult.

Yet he had been back in the country for less than a month, and he had actually made obvious progress!

Tang Chenhua found it hard to believe.

"Teacher, it's not that I'm boasting, but my interventional level is very high, a grade higher than Qin Chu. For about a year or more, I haven't made any progress."

"But here, I have been improving the whole time; every surgery brings new insights."

Lin Jiuze stopped after saying this.

He knew the reason he had given was sufficient.

Sure enough, after about 3 seconds of silence, Tang Chenhua said in a deep voice, "How much longer do you need?"

Lin Jiuze sighed helplessly.

"Teacher, I've been trying to persuade Ji Xiang to go to Massachusetts with me."

"Aren't you worried he'll take over your nest?" Tang Chenhua asked.

"Teacher, he won't go; he says he can't go abroad due to some family reasons."

"Fuck!"

Tang Chenhua cursed, mixing Chinese and English.

Only those of them who were doing well overseas knew what this sentence from Lin Jiuze represented.

Over the years, many Chinese people have "been" committed suicide; they were all about to return to their home country, only to "be" committed suicide before they could.

Thus, in the Chinese scientific research circle, there is a saying about being unable to go abroad and unable to return home.

When encountering a brutal state machine like the FBI, who isn't afraid? Walking on the street, a dump truck could just crash into you like that; anyone would feel fear.

"He's not worthy!" Tang Chenhua said unconvinced.

"Teacher, I think he is worthy," Lin Jiuze insisted.

"Fine." Tang Chenhua's tone softened a little. "Then I will help you select the personnel for your medical team. When you come back to lead the medical team, you must not have any complaints."

"I know, Teacher, sorry for the trouble," Lin Jiuze said. "I've sent you the control group's data and analysis; you'll understand once you take a look."

Lin Jiuze mentioned this matter once again.

"Jiuze, if it's as you say, why doesn't Doctor Ji Xiang focus on doing these types of surgeries, instead of doing something like Embolization + Partial Resection for Renal Cancer?"

"Teacher, Doctor Ji Xiang's perspective is very strange. He doesn't seem to think that performing surgery on sports stars is a matter of gaining both fame and fortune. On the contrary, he is preoccupied with performing surgeries for ordinary people to improve their life expectancy."

"Hmph." Tang Chenhua sneered. "That's it for now. I'll go look at your email, but you must come back in 1 month at the latest!"

"I know, Teacher," Lin Jiuze said respectfully.

Hanging up the phone, Lin Jiuze stared blankly at the neon lights outside the window.

Even he himself felt that the things he had just said to his teacher were a bit strange when he recalled them.

Sigh.

Lin Jiuze let out a deep sigh.

Time is limited, which is maddening.

If only it were a year ago; he would rather have received his appointment letter and his own medical team a little later, just to be able to watch and understand things clearly here with Ji Xiang.

Unfortunately, he only had one month at most.

Filled with regret, Lin Jiuze washed up and went to sleep.

There were 9 surgeries tomorrow; Lin Jiuze felt depressed just thinking about it.

He couldn't understand why so many surgeries had to be performed every day.

Performing surgeries in the country doesn't make money, or one could say the more you do, the more you lose.

If it weren't for the fact that Ji Xiang included the names of the Head Nurse and several Nurses in his papers, giving them great benefits, the Head Nurse would likely have exploded by now.

It's truly impossible to understand this person, and impossible to understand the domestic medical system.

……

Early the next morning, Lin Jiuze went to the hospital.

He counted the days on his fingers, hoping his technical level could improve sufficiently within the limited time.

Unfortunately, after returning to Massachusetts, he would have to return to the country to communicate with Ji Xiang again.

At the thought of this, Lin Jiuze's heart could not help but become chaotic.

A pool of autumn water rippled with countless waves.

"Xiao Ji!" Liu Zhuren shouted in the corridor before the morning shift handover.

"Director, what is it?"

"Come with me for a hospital-wide consultation," Liu Zhuren said.

"What kind of Patient?"

"Nothing major, I'm just taking you to take a look," Liu Zhuren smiled.

Lin Jiuze frowned slightly, looking at Liu Zhuren.

Ji Xiang asked, "Director, is it a difficult or complicated case?"

"No, the Patient has multi-organ failure and is dying of old age; they are in the ICU."

"Uh, then what is the point of the consultation?" Ji Xiang was stunned.

"That is why I am taking you to see," Liu Zhuren raised an eyebrow and smiled, "After you see it, you will know what to do when you encounter similar Patients in the future."

Ji Xiang's mind was a mess; he had no idea what Liu Zhuren was talking about.

"Sigh, let's put it this way: it is a retired high-ranking official," Liu Zhuren said, "They don't spend money on hospitalization or medical treatment, and they don't even need to pay a hospitalization deposit. The hospital provides a virtual account, and the final settlement is paid through public accounts."

"Oh, that's no wonder," Ji Xiang said.

Liu Zhuren laughed; he knew Ji Xiang didn't understand at all what he meant by taking him to take a look.

Hearing Liu Zhuren say this, Lin Jiuze immediately lost interest.

Originally, he had been prepared to compare his skills with Ji Xiang's once more.

"Doctor Lin, then please take the Patient to the operating room with Zhao Ge. I am going to the consultation with the Director, and I will be in surgery in a moment."

(End of this chapter)