Chapter 2449: with translation of chapter title

2363 Strive, fight!

Jiexiya Doctor told Aidehuazi about the tenured professor's experience, and then didn't know what happened afterward. He leisurely sat in his room, looking at the data of gastric fundus and gastric left artery embolization Shou Bing.

As an expert in Interventional Medicine Discipline, Jiexiya has a rather complicated feeling toward that tenured professor far across the ocean.

Because his level is high, he has an accurate assessment of the TIPS Surgery that is broadcast live every weekday night in the Surgery Livestream Room.

His level is very high, extremely high, and Jiexiya Doctor acknowledges this. But he does not attempt to compare, after all the fields are different; forcing a comparison only brings self‑humiliation.

Jiexiya Doctor acknowledges the level of the youngest tenured professor in the history of Johns Hopkins Hospital, but that does not mean he has no jealousy.

Recently, rumors about that tenured professor have been increasing, of all kinds, and some even say he is a member of the Bruhl Family.

The Nobel Prize in Medicine has not been awarded to a clinical procedure for over half a century. But under the efforts of the young tenured professor, that ice has broken, and Jiexiya Doctor can even hear the creaking sound of the ice‑breaking ship.

But jealousy alone is useless, and Jiexiya Doctor is fully aware of that.

Challenging an academic overlord who is thirty years younger than oneself—if one's brain is not damaged, no one would do such a boring and extremely dangerous thing.

Jiexiya Doctor can be certain that if he rashly questions and challenges that young tenured professor, perhaps within ten years his academic standing will be trampled repeatedly in the dirt.

Better to focus on one's own research; the effect of gastric fundus and gastric left artery embolization on obese and refractory diabetic patients is obvious. Medicine offers many paths—there's no need to compete with that tenured professor.

Jiexiya Doctor is quite confident that his research has extremely broad prospects; although the Shou Bing patients still have a few minor postoperative issues, the research has entered the clinical stage, which is certainly better than Aidehuazi's research.

Moreover, the most important point is that he is at the forefront of the world; Jiexiya Doctor is confident that no one can surpass his pace.

The doctor from Modu is very capable; he tirelessly performs Shou Bing and compiles postoperative data. Almost one person does the work of three or four, and Jiexiya Doctor expresses satisfaction with that.

The paper has already been sent to the Willow Leaf Blade magazine; should I chat a bit with that old friend over there?

Jiexiya Doctor smiled, opened his phone, and sent a greeting message to a longtime collaborator, a reviewer editor.

Soon, there was a reply from over there.

Jiexiya Doctor glanced at it and was immediately stunned.

Gastric fundus and gastric left artery embolization Shou Bing actually has a competitor?! The other party politely explained this and said that, if possible, they would try to help Jiexiya Doctor's project.

Jiexiya Doctor looked at the reply somewhat blankly; saying they would help if possible implies that impossibility accounts for the vast majority of possibilities.

The other party was just being polite, and he is certain of that.

He hadn't heard of any top‑tier medical institution doing similar research, and Jiexiya Doctor was puzzled, but he didn't hang up and immediately asked for the other party's information.

What disappointed him was that the old‑friend editor‑reviewer began to speak vaguely, changing the topic to talk about the weather, breakfast, the cat at home, and even mentioning this year's Nobel Prize.

It's over! Jiexiya Doctor thought.

Generally, this situation means that his article absolutely cannot be published first.

He has already completed 122 Shou Bing procedures, with detailed postoperative follow‑up and discussion. For the Willow Leaf Blade, a top journal that leans more toward clinical Shou Bing, there is no reason to reject his article.

Jiexiya Doctor closed the email, and the mood in which he had just been mocking Mr. Aidehuazi turned to ashes.

He thought about it carefully for a long time and decided to ask in person.

He booked the nearest flight, and Jiexiya Doctor hurriedly embarked on his journey. Meanwhile, his research here continues, and Jin Yao Wu is performing Shou Bing in the Operating Room.

The Shou Bing went smoothly, some postoperative problems remained unresolved, but Jin Yao Wu felt especially good after finishing the Shou Bing.

He hummed a little tune, after organizing the data he clicked to save his completed and repeatedly proofread paper.

The data are detailed, the theory is… still sufficient enough, he thought. Post‑Shou Bing, 88.2% of patients recovered well, only the pain duration was a bit longer.

But 11.8% of patients developed various complications, not especially serious, yet those infected with octavalent streptococci were particularly troublesome.

These patients still need prolonged internal medicine treatment after the Shou Bing, completely lacking the simple, minimally invasive scenario initially imagined.

Although Big Boss Jiexiya Doctor has improved the Shou Bing several times, the effect has been scant.

Jin Yao Wu also anticipated this. This procedure is not a successful Shou Bing method; it still needs continual improvement in long‑term clinical application.

These 'defects' were expected and cannot be completely avoided. As for Shou Bing, having complications is perfectly normal; lacking them would be the surprise.

In his view, the data at hand are already fairly perfect. No matter what, that absolute perfection is unattainable.

After saving the data, Jin Yao Wu let out a sigh.

The Shou Bing still needs to be performed, the technique still needs to be perfected—this is only a beginning. However, after several tens of days of effort, I feel the Shou Bing has reached a certain level, which is all‑round progress.

He looked out the window, wanting to show a faint smile, but he felt his mood slightly heavy. The smile was awkward, like the withered yellow grass on an autumn plain.

Whenever he has free time, Jin Yao Wu wonders what Zheng Lao Ban is doing in Di Du.

Whenever Jin Yao Wu thinks of Zheng Lao Ban, he feels a small thorn in his heart, making his whole body uncomfortable.

Never mind!

He walks his own Yangguan road, I walk my own single‑plank bridge. Like Mu Tao, that spineless follower? Jin Yao Wu cannot do that.

Sycophant! Jin Yao Wu resentfully recalls that when he discussed matters with Mu Tao in Di Du, whenever Zheng Lao Ban was mentioned, Mu Tao's tone and expression carried an inner‑felt respect… even bordering on admiration.

A proper professor, a leading figure of the domestic intermediate‑generation Interventional Medicine Discipline, has actually become a sycophant—who would believe that if said aloud?

He must fight for his dignity; Jin Yao Wu clenched his fists and thought to himself.

Since choosing gastric fundus and gastric left artery embolization, there has been no retreat, and he is clear about that in his heart.

Strive!

Fight!!

Jin Yao Wu cheered himself up.