What are you researching? Shaojie? " A voice came from behind. Gao Shaojie, who was concentrating on the second-stage TIPS surgery to remove the recyclable stent, was in a daze for a moment.
The familiar voice interrupted Gao Shaojie's thoughts.
Gao Shaojie turned around and was stunned to see Department Director Jin and Chief Qi standing behind him with a smile.
"Hello, Principal Qi," Gao Shaojie immediately said politely.
"This is …"
"Director Qi, this is Teacher Zheng Ren," Gao Shaojie immediately introduced. "Boss, this is Director Qi of our hospital."
Principal Qi was shocked, but her expression did not change. He reached out and shook Zheng Ren's hand. They were acquainted.
Boss? Generally, only those with a provincial research fund could be called boss.
Of course, many junior doctors in small hospitals would also address the chief as boss for fun.
But Gao Shaojie was definitely not such a person.
Thoughts flashed through Principal Qi's mind, and she began to recall this year's Provincial Research Fund.
No, could it be as Chief Lin had said, that Chief Kong of the Imperial Capital Hospital had contacted the National Natural Science Foundation?
"Boss Zheng is in his prime. I'm so envious." Chief Qi thought about it in her heart, but she said something else.
This was a necessary skill for officialdom, and Principal Qi had already mastered it.
As a hospital director, there was no need for him to be so polite to a junior doctor. However, when Chief Qi saw Professor Rudolf Wagner standing behind Zheng Ren, he guessed that this was the world-class interventional radiology professor that his classmate had mentioned.
It was better to be polite. It was unlikely that they would fall out and become enemies.
"You're welcome," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
Seeing that Chief Qi kept glancing at the radiographic films from the corner of his eyes, Zheng Ren said, "I'm studying the technique of retrieving the stent for the second-stage TIPS surgery with Old Gao."
"You guys can continue," Chief Qi said with a smile.
Zheng Ren did not stand on ceremony. Time was limited. He did not know when he would come to the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University again.
Gao Shaojie had to master the technique of removing the recyclable stent for the second-stage TIPS surgery as soon as possible so that he could leave with peace of mind.
This was the difference between medicine and other industries.
In other industries, if they were to resign or change jobs, they could leave at will. However, medical treatment was not like this. The old patients had to be entrusted to a reliable person. Only then would they feel better. (Note 1)
He could not wait to impart all the experience he had accumulated in the System's operating theater to Gao Shaojie.
However, seeing Gao Shaojie's thoughtful and confused expression, Zheng Ren knew that he could not spoil things through excessive haste.
Many things still needed to be honed through surgery to have a deeper understanding.
It was estimated that if Gao Shaojie could master the surgical skills this time, his interventional skills would also be raised to the Grandmaster level.
It was eight o 'clock, and the early shift handover began.
Since the hospital director was waiting for the surgery, the morning shift ended hastily. Gao Shaojie began to send the patient to the operating table.
Chief Qi and Zheng Ren chatted as they walked toward the operating theater.
He was surprised that Zheng Ren was only a chief resident of the emergency department in Sea City General Hospital and felt a little disdainful.
A chief resident was not even qualified to perform TIPS surgery, even if he was an interventional doctor. Moreover, he knew from their conversation that Zheng Ren was from the general surgery department.
This small place was really unprofessional. These were all hidden medical dangers, Chief Qi thought in his heart.
But he didn't say it out loud, still brimming with enthusiasm.
After learning about the situation last night, he contacted his classmates in America and went online overnight.
An article published in the latest issue of Medicine.
Chief Qi was also an elite in the medical world back then. He was a level eight English major.
Although the division of the medical field was extremely fine and Chief Qi could not understand all kinds of professional terms, it did not affect him from seeing the name of the first author.
Zheng Ren, it was really him.
He contacted the recorded surgery overnight. Chief Lin of the medical administration division was as busy as a dog to complete the legal procedures.
However, this had nothing to do with Chief Qi. He was preparing to send the video information to his classmates after the surgery. When he heard that the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University was going to perform the latest TIPS surgery today, he was already impatient.
After changing his clothes, Zheng Ren went to the operating theater.
Gao Shaojie personally laid out the sheet. Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner stood in front of the radiographic film viewer in the operating theater. After confirming that the patient's name was the same as the radiographic films, they began to read the radiographic films for the last time before the surgery.
"Boss, it's done," Gao Shaojie said very quickly.
Today's surgery would leave video information. Gao Shaojie was a little excited.
Yes, excited.
The person who needed these video information did not need to think to know who it was. Moreover, Gao Shaojie smelled a trace of impatience from the matter of contacting the recording of the surgery overnight.
He was finally ahead of them. Gao Shaojie was very happy.
The professor did not go on stage. He walked out of the operating theater and looked at the surgery through the lead-lined glass with his arms crossed.
Chief Qi came over and asked, "Excuse me, are you Professor Rudolf Wagner from Heidelberg University?"
"Yeah, haha," the professor said.
Chief Qi almost fell when he heard the professor blurt out a northeastern dialect.
What the hell was this all about?
He was in a daze. A German professor who spoke a northeastern dialect? This kind of creature did not exist in Chief Qi's world at all.
"Tell me, what do you want to say?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked.
"Uh …" Chief Qi was stunned for a moment. Then, he forced out a smile and said, "Professor, I saw yesterday's article published in The
The article in Medicine. "
The professor was proud. He just glanced at Chief Qi condescendingly.
"A new surgical method can be said to be subversive." Chief Qi did not know how to intervene, so he could only repeat what his classmate had said. "Congratulations."
"We should congratulate our boss," the professor said. "Since you saw the article, didn't you see the first author?"
"..." Principal Qi was stunned.
This was also something that he could not understand.
Could it be all true?
"The boss created it. I just learned it from him. Of course, I also did some work in perfecting the surgical method, "the professor said.
Chief Qi really did not know how to respond.
His worldview, outlook on life, and values were shattered. He could not even put them back together.
When he thought of his attitude when Chief Lin told him a few days ago that he was going to give a junior doctor a job, he felt a little regretful.
If he had made a move earlier, would he have kept this person in the Provincial Capital?
However, he also knew that with the Imperial Capital Hospital taking action, the possibility of him keeping that person was really not high.
Moreover, the matter of water turning into oil many years ago and the matter of gene carvings published in Nature in recent years also made him even more vigilant.
It was better to wait for the surgery to end and send the video to his classmate.
While he was thinking in his mind, the door of the operating theater opened. Zheng Ren had already taken off his sterile gloves and walked out.
"Boss, Old Gao is very familiar with it. He's almost catching up to me." The professor greeted him with a smile. His attitude was completely different from the attitude he had with Chief Qi before.
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A neurologist from our hospital went to the south with hundreds of patients in his hands. In the end, he entrusted them to other colleagues.
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