Watching Shen Qiang enter the office without a second thought, the deputy head of Tumor Surgery, Chen Liangpeng, was stunned.
Next to him, Wu Guoxi laughed, "Director Chen, since you wanted Shen Qiang to perform the surgery, you should have been honest with him. Your tactic of playing hard to get won't work on Shen Qiang because he is very smart."
Chen Liangpeng felt sowhat embarrassed, "I assud that interns always like to show off a bit. It seems I was too clever by half."
Wu Guoxi chuckled, "It's okay. If this patient really needs surgery, we can just go directly to Shen Qiang when the ti cos. However, the dean seed to have specifically invited a famous surgeon from Provincial City yesterday."
"So even if the surgery takes place, it might not involve Shen Qiang."
After a mont of silence, Chen Liangpeng said, "I shouldn't comnt on the person invited by the dean, but to be honest, I have worked with this surgeon before, and his skills, compared to Shen Qiang, are significantly lacking."
"That's exactly why I wanted Shen Qiang to take it. Unfortunately, I seem to have ssed it up just now."
Wu Guoxi smiled faintly, then sighed, "From my personal perspective, I won't claim Shen Qiang's surgical skills are the best nationally, but in Provincial City, they are indeed second to none."
"It's just that he is still too young; outside of Bikang, hardly anyone recognizes his capability."
Chen Liangpeng hesitated for a mont before saying, "There is no doubt about Shen Qiang's ability, but establishing a reputation undoubtedly requires a lot of accumulation. Assuming he performs this surgery and it is successful enough, it would undoubtedly be very beneficial for boosting his fa."
"He might even beco famous throughout Provincial City because of this surgery." Chen Liangpeng looked seriously at Wu Guoxi. "So if necessary, please talk to him when the ti cos, Director Wu."
Wu Guoxi nodded, "I will."
Tumor Surgery Doctor's On-call Room (2).
Shen Qiang stood silently in front of the window of the on-call room.
After the last encounter with Zhang Liwei at Wanxin Hesheng, Zhang Liwei had not visited the hospital again.
After finishing her exams, Xin Xiaoting also returned to her hotown.
Lv Shuyao had gone to England.
This office no longer had any familiar faces.
Using a small spray bottle, Shen Qiang watered the orchids on the office windowsill and through the window, he saw the belated arrival of Director Wang.
His face had the waxy yellow pallor of blood loss.
His expression also seed sowhat anxious and frightened.
"Gao Hui's situation, he must be involved." Watching Director Wang's nervous deanor, Shen Qiang's gaze grew colder.
However, younger woman Gao Hui only rembered Director Wang asking her to fill out forms, but she didn't see Director Wang in the basent.
Therefore, rely speculating and taking action against Director Wang clearly wasn't in Shen Qiang's character.
"Only nineteen days until the contract expires, hold on Director Wang, don't let catch you!"
It was nine o'clock in the morning.
Wu Guoxi ca to call Shen Qiang to join him for the ward rounds.
The main purpose was to check on the patients through their dical records to assess their conditions.
It generally involved post-surgery recovery and whether so patients' physical conditions were suitable for surgery.
This process was not complicated.
So it proceeded quite quickly.
Ward eleven. Bed three.
As soon as Shen Qiang entered the room, he saw a middle-aged woman with a face full of freckles cradling a skinny infant in her arms.
The infant, who looked to be less than a year old, had arms that were only bones wrapped in skin.
Because he was so thin, his eyes appeared very large.
His hair was sparse and yellow.
The skin on his face was sowhat loose, looking like wrinkles.
At that mont, the middle-aged woman carefully fed the infant with a small spoon. Shen Qiang saw it was a kind of thin porridge made from millet.
"Eh, hasn't this child been taken to pediatrics for a checkup?" Wu Guoxi said in astonishnt, "He looks in pretty bad shape."
Hearing this,
the man lying on the hospital bed sighed helplessly: "We've been there, but the doctors are out of options. He has severe lactose intolerance and can't have milk or formula."
"So, he can only eat so rice porridge and such, but he's too small and malnourished, so his digestive organs aren't developing well."
Looking at the man in the hospital bed, Wu Guoxi frowned and said, "I suggest you take the child to see a specialist. Continued malnutrition can lead to many complications."
The man on the hospital bed remained silent.
The middle-aged woman holding the child then tearfully said, "This child is unfortunate. We've already taken him to many places, seen many specialists, and tried many thods, but his condition never improves."
Wu Guoxi was slightly surprised and frowned, "Did the specialists try giving him synthetic lactase?"
The middle-aged woman said, "They did, but it's completely ineffective. This child has a peculiar constitution; any lactose in his body imdiately causes severe diarrhea. The synthetic lactase simply doesn't act fast enough."
Hearing this, Shen Qiang had a thought.
Suddenly, he thought of the Plague Source with its evolved bacterial leaves.
The bacteria there was Thermophilic Streptococcus.
Shen Qiang had thought this bacterium to be useless before; if it weren't for sparing the Plague Source, Shen Qiang would have replaced it long ago.
Because its only ability was to produce lactase!
So, it was usually used to make yogurt.
But now, Shen Qiang had suddenly realized that this Thermophilic Streptococcus might be the perfect redy for lactose intolerance.
Wu Guoxi frowned and said, "dical technology is advancing every day, and new techniques are erging daily. Perhaps there are other thods that could treat him. I urge you not to give up and to take him to a bigger pediatric hospital as soon as possible."
The man on the hospital bed, looking tenderly at the skinny infant, said, "We've already taken him to many places, including the best pediatric specialists in the Provincial City, but those experts all say that it's up to him to pull through."
"So no matter how risky the surgery, I have to go through with it because I need to take care of him, so I can't die."
Hearing the man on the hospital bed speak,
the middle-aged woman holding the child quietly wept.
"The experts are out of options, and we can only leave it to fate. His digestive organs aren't developing well. He eats a lot every day, but his body can't absorb it," she said.
Hearing this, Wu Guoxi sighed and comforted, "If the experts in the Provincial City can't help, I'm afraid I can't do much either. Just take good care of him."
Hearing this, the middle-aged woman cried, wiping her tears and said, "The experts say he might not last another three months."
"Don't talk nonsense!" the man in the hospital bed shouted angrily. "We'll think of sothing."
The middle-aged woman's tears flowed freely: "We've already seen dozens of renowned experts—pediatric specialists, digestive experts, genetic experts. What else can we do?"
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