Chapter 545: with translation of chapter title

Wang Qiang stood at the back, looking completely bewildered.

Zheng Renhe and Gao Shaojie were saying something, he simply couldn't understand.

It's not that he isn't serious; it's that this involves the core principle of Nuclear Magnetic Resonance diffusion, and at this moment his intelligence becomes a fatal flaw.

Su Yun stood nearby, playing with her phone while listening to Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner discuss; after a few listens she understood. But Wang Qiang couldn't...

Not only could he not do it, even if he seriously studied, this path was so long it made him despair.

Although bewildered, Wang Qiang still forced himself to endure, holding Gao Shaojie's phone, he recorded the entire discussion between Zheng Ren and Gao Shaojie for postoperative research.

Born with a stubborn streak, Wang Qiang really wasn't willing to accept defeat.

If he couldn't figure it out himself, that would be fine.

This new technique, only a handful of people worldwide could develop it. Yet he couldn't even understand it when listening—that's the big problem.

He knew how great the Opportunity before him was; although difficult, no matter how hard, he must overcome it.

But... whenever he seriously looked at the images, Wang Qiang would feel dizzy and lightheaded.

Zheng Ren said it simply: subtract one gradient increment, reconstruct in the mind.

The data and procedures involved are simply too many; Wang Qiang's brain is utterly insufficient.

At the same time, inside Hai Cheng City Second Hospital.

Cheng Lixue's face was grim, sitting in the director's office, heavy-hearted.

He went to learn TIPS Surgery with a thick skin, never expecting that the Inpatient Chief of City First Hospital would actually make him take a remedial course on liver Nuclear Magnetic Resonance diffusion.

This is humiliation, outright humiliation!

Cheng Lixue then stormed off angrily.

But after calming down, Cheng Lixue felt somewhat at a loss. He knew how much the two hospital directors valued TIPS Surgery.

If it weren't for his worry about the huge risk of TIPS Surgery, and if it weren't for his desire to retire steadily, the Second Hospital would likely have already launched TIPS Surgery.

This time there was a learning Opportunity, and he even fought for it—just let it go? How would he explain it when he went back?

No choice; he took a few days of sick leave, and Cheng Lixue sat at home with a worried frown, pondering the matter.

In the end he thought it unlikely that the Inpatient Chief of City First Hospital was humiliating him; perhaps the new technique truly required studying Nuclear Magnetic Resonance diffusion.

He then contacted the director of the hospital's Nuclear Magnetic Resonance department, put aside his pride, and studied for a few days.

He considered his level had surged, his confidence returned. But his intuition told him these were still not enough.

On Wang Qiang's side, clinging to the thigh of Teacher Gao from Sheng Cheng, Cheng Lixue felt a tremendous threat.

Especially when his subordinate doctors told him that Wang Qiang had contacted the next batch of patients needing TIPS Surgery, waiting for Zheng Ren to perform the operation, Cheng Lixue could no longer sit still.

The youngsters wanted to jump ahead; this eager mindset was utterly undisguised.

In close-quarters combat, Cheng Lixue felt Wang Qiang's sharpness.

Unable to wait for death, Cheng Lixue immediately had his subordinate doctors contact patients needing TIPS Surgery, and he also prepared to set aside his pride, at the very least to get a hand in the surgery.

Thus, it wouldn't look worse.

Isn't it just inviting a professor… inviting someone to do it! What's the big deal?

In his heart, he still didn't regard that little doctor from City First Hospital as a professor.

A knock sounded; Cheng Lixue's mind was unsettled, he was startled, then steadied himself and said: "Come in."

A young doctor pushed the door open, holding a film in his hand.

"Director, I have a patient with end-stage liver cirrhosis, massive ascites for many years. I've contacted him, and he very much wants the surgery."

Upon hearing this news, Cheng Lixue's expression improved a little.

No need for many; as long as there is one patient, that's enough.

In between, there are too many opportunistic tricks; Cheng Lixue merely thinks, and countless ways come to mind to prevent Wang Qiang's side from monopolizing, ensuring balance of power in the department.

"Where is the patient?" Cheng Lixue asked.

"The patient was just admitted, in the ward." The young doctor said: "The film is here."

Cheng Lixue picked up the film, glanced at it briefly; indeed it showed the magnetic resonance signs of liver cirrhosis, confirmed without error.

"Let's go, see the patient." Cheng Lixue had just risen when his phone rang.

"Hello."

"What? The fire safety center coming to check safety?"

"I can't, I already greeted Old Ma. You hold them off, I'm coming right away." Cheng Lixue said hurriedly.

The call was from Cheng Lixue's lover; the safety and fire department was inspecting a restaurant at his home.

As for what his own shop is like, Cheng Lixue knows full well. To be honest, no shop could withstand an inspection.

He hastily took off his White Coat and put on an outer jacket.

"Director…" the young doctor stood where he was, unsure what to do.

"Write up the case, complete the preoperative preparations, then wait for the surgery." Cheng Lixue hurriedly instructed: "By the way, you need to tell the patient about the expert fees."

Having said that, he locked the cabinet, drove the young doctor out, then locked the door and hurried away.

The young doctor stood in the corridor, feeling quite lost.

TIPS Surgery—this top-tier high-difficulty operation—he simply didn't know how to perform it, nor what to check preoperatively.

The Second Hospital is after all different from Sheng Cheng, Di Du, and Modu; TIPS Surgery is routinely performed there, but here it remains cutting-edge technology.

So bewildered… the young doctor stood for a few minutes, sighed.

All he could do was follow the normal preoperative checks; if something were off… right, he could look at another group's patients—his eyes lit up.

The two directors had divided the teams; the junior doctors below had no conflicts of interest, got along well, and hadn't fallen out over this.

It had nothing to do with him; there was absolutely no need.

Just go take a look, ask a couple of questions; that's the safest.

The young doctor hurried back to the office and began working.

……

Zheng Renhe and Gao Shaojie looked at the scans for at least two hours; Wang Qiang's phone in his hand had already died, later they used Gao Shaojie's phone to film. When the power was once again perilously low, that pre-operative Discussion finally ended.

It seems we need to bring a power bank next time, Wang Qiang thought.

Called a pre-operative Discussion, that's the usual term. In fact, the whole process was Zheng Ren constantly reminding Gao Shaojie, telling him the correct direction when he was lost.

Even so, Gao Shaojie only had a slight understanding, not fully grasping it.

As for Wang Qiang, he was like a duck hearing thunder, completely clueless.

After studying this, Gao Shaojie felt his head spinning.

"Teacher Zheng... may I call you Boss?" Gao Shaojie didn't care for the title Teacher; these days there are too many teachers, it's just a title, and calling Zheng Ren that felt completely mismatched with his inner standing.

"It doesn't matter." Zheng Ren smiled.

"Boss, Ming surgery, I'll go back first." Gao Shaojie's waist involuntarily bent slightly, he said: "Study well, if Ming day you have any insights, still need to bother Boss to explain."

"No problem." Zheng Ren said with a smile.

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Readers raised the issue of medical qualifications. Here, I'll explain uniformly. In the original outline, there were similar plots where lacking various qualifications led to lawsuits. As foreshadowing, Director Kong had already completed all procedures with the Health and Family Planning Commission before entering the Health Care Team, so this is not an oversight. But thinking about it, such medical disputes aren't closely related to the main plot, and the tone is rather dark, so I cut them out; please understand.

Let's gossip: after the Soviet Union collapsed, our local hospital recruited a batch of Russian ophthalmologists to make it a flagship department. Later, because they lacked medical licenses, they were sent back…… Some things are just ridiculous; those Russian doctors were quite skilled, but each had their own reasons. Well, just gossiping.

In the book, many details will surely be overlooked, even distorted. If we followed reality, you know, just like when I wrote a few days ago about the girl who was extubated, readers commented, 'If you dare to pull the tube, I'll drop the story.' It's not that the commenters are wrong; if I were a reader, daring to pull the tube would also make me drop the story. Life is already hard enough; reading a novel, it's better to be light-hearted.

Dreams, after all, should be held; focus on the bright side, let everyone have a bit more positive energy, and life will also be more enjoyable, right?

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