Healing Doctor

Chapter 99 The surgeon with the pert buttocks has high surgical skill.

As they spoke, the group of people walked in.

The leader took off his hat and mask as he walked, touching his short hair with a professional smile. He looked gentle and refined, which was pleasing to the eye.

He seemed to sense that something was wrong in the locker room, glancing at Director Geng and then at Ji Xiang.

Professor Zhou was not old, only about twenty-seven or twenty-eight, but his eyes seemed to speak volumes, and his gaze toward Ji Xiang seemed to be asking what had happened.

"Professor Zhou, hello." Ji Xiang greeted him respectfully. "We're going up here to stop the bleeding; it's a..."

"Director Geng, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying and whimpering?"

The person following behind Professor Zhou asked in surprise.

"What did you do that your wife found out about?"

"That shouldn't be the case. You usually have to report to your wife before going out for drinks. How could you do that?"

"Don't cry, don't cry. What can't a grown man overcome?"

The group comforted each other, noting that the hospital was small and that they all knew each other well, having seen each other frequently.

Unlike large, top-tier hospitals, where only a few people in different departments are close due to personal relationships.

Small hospitals have their advantages; at the very least, they are full of human touch.

"There's a patient who had part of his kidney removed for cancer, and his mother suddenly started experiencing delayed bleeding a month and a half after the surgery." Director Geng said fiercely, his eyes red and his neck stiff. "Go up and stop the bleeding. If it doesn't work, I'm out of ideas."

"hehe."

A cool laugh rang out, and Ji Xiang's DNA stirred.

That laughter was so familiar, so... hateful!

The laughter itself wasn't anything special, but Ji Xiang had experienced many "next time for sure" situations, and he knew that after that person laughed, they would spew out some unpleasant words.

Is he the template for "The Gaze of the Senior Doctor"?

Ji Xiang paused for a moment and looked at the young Professor Zhou.

The system NPC said he was a template, but now Ji Xiang was wavering. The Professor Zhou in front of him was so familiar, he could even guess what he was going to say.

Is he the legendary Zhou Congwen?

"What happens after it's opened?"

As expected, the thing Ji Xiang predicted happened.

Professor Zhou's smile remained as gentle and approachable as ever, but his tone had begun to turn sharp.

"If you cut open the retroperitoneum, there's a 28% chance the blood will just gush out directly, and you won't be able to find any blood vessels at all. Even if the bleeding is less, inserting a suction device will only accelerate the patient's blood loss."

"..."

Director Geng grinned, completely oblivious to the sarcastic tone in Professor Zhou's words.

Because these were his true thoughts.

"After opening it, it took more than an hour to fill it with three to five thousand yuan worth of liquid, including red blood cells and plasma. Besides spending a lot of money, what other use is it?"

"Yes, it works. When you think about it later, you'll comfort yourself by saying you did your best."

"Tsk tsk, hurry up and do it, or it might be too late for you to have surgery."

"How pitiful. Either way, they're going to die, and they even get stabbed before they die."

Professor Zhou's tone grew increasingly sharp, like a biting cold wind lashing at Director Geng's face in the dead of winter.

Director Geng, his eyes red, said, "Get the hell out of here! What the hell do you think I should do?!"

"Being able to perform a partial nephrectomy proves you're quite skilled. Did you not know about the complications? Did you just blindly perform the surgery?" Professor Zhou wasn't angry, but rather mocking.

"..."

He was like a long-time colleague, having seen everything. His few words were essentially the truth.

Director Geng wanted to explain something, but then he thought that even if Professor Zhou could perform surgery, the county hospital didn't have the relevant DSA equipment, let alone consumables such as guide wires, catheters, coils, or gel sponges.

Even if a god came, it wouldn't help.

He stiffened his neck and remained silent for a second, then immediately began to change his clothes.

"Director Geng, I can perform interventional surgery. How about I lend you a hand?"

After making his sarcastic remarks, Professor Zhou smiled and offered a solution.

"It's no use knowing how to do it." Director Geng felt inexplicably sad, especially when he thought about the patient's lamb with its bells jingling in the air, a scene that kept replaying in his mind.

"A fluoroscopy machine will suffice," Professor Zhou said gently. "If the surgery can't be performed, I'll accompany you during the operation. If I can stop the bleeding during the operation, there's a slight chance of preserving some kidney function."

"!!"

"Without guidewires, the only doctor in our county hospital who can perform catheterization procedures since the centralized procurement has gone to the south." Director Geng sighed, tears welling up in his eyes again.

"Everyone goes out without an equipment supplier," Professor Zhou said with a smile, patting Director Geng on the shoulder. "But about the pre-race interview..."

It turned out that Professor Zhou had already planned everything. Ji Xiang remained silent and carefully examined the young Professor Zhou.

Time is of the essence. The other party is a top expert from the hospital above the hospital above the hospital. With him to save the day, what is there to hesitate about!

Director Geng thanked him repeatedly and, together with Professor Zhou, left the changing room to prepare to push the patient into the X-ray room to try out the simplest fluoroscopy machine.

Outside the door, a young and beautiful woman carrying a suitcase appeared just in time, like Professor Zhou's summoned beast.

"This is Manager Wang, and this is Director Geng. You two can discuss what consumables to purchase," Professor Zhou said simply, then hurriedly pulled the flatbed cart and ran off at breakneck speed.

Director Geng, on the other hand, seemed like an outsider. He wiped his nose and greeted Manager Wang somewhat embarrassedly.

After a brief exchange, Manager Wang, who looked young, was extremely professional. After inquiring about the patient's condition, he sent the necessary supplies to Director Geng and instructed him on where to have the surgery and who would be the most suitable person to consult.

Compared to Manager Wang, Director Geng seemed more like a novice, an outsider.

After the discussion, Director Geng knew what he needed to do and quickly ran to the X-ray room. Ji Xiang followed behind him, his mind filled with countless questions.

Professor Zhou is efficient and decisive in his work, but I wonder how the surgery went.

When they arrived at the spot, Professor Zhou had just raised his arms to his chest, walked to the lead door, and stuck out his buttocks.

This action...

Professor Zhou then chuckled and asked someone to open the lead door.

"My side is all infrared sensors, so I open the door with my butt," Professor Zhou explained, unusually embarrassed.

"..."

"Among surgeons, those with the most shapely buttocks are generally the best surgeons. While not absolute, you can usually tell just by looking at their physiques."

Professor Zhou went into the operating room and asked the technician to play back the surgical images.

Ji Xiang ignored Professor Zhou's comments about how well the buttock-lifting surgery was done and focused on watching the images.

The coil has been inserted, and after re-imaging, the bleeding has stopped.

In the ten minutes or so that Director Geng and Manager Wang were explaining things, he actually finished the surgery!

"Okay, it's alright." Professor Zhou smiled after seeing the images. "Put it back in. About 22% of kidney function has been lost, but it's acceptable. Tell the patient's family about the additional costs..."

Director Geng's cheek twitched slightly.

(End of this chapter)