"President Liu, why haven’t you made a move yet?"
Having waited anxiously until ten o’clock, Wang Chao approached Liu Banxia.
"HAHA, I got so engrossed in my book that I forgot," Liu Banxia said, laughing as he put down his book. "The paper next to has my second bombshell prepared. Just take a picture of it and upload it."
If this were in the past, he wouldn’t have been such a bookworm. But recently, to save ti, he had to utilize every spare mont. Gradually, he had even developed a genuine love for reading.
Wang Chao didn’t bother with anything else. He picked up the paper from the side, and after a quick glance, gave Liu Banxia a thumbs up.
Actually, the list detailed fairly straightforward information: the number of surgeries Liu Banxia had perford over the past few months. These included appendectomies, gallbladder removals, intestinal perforations, ergency surgeries, and partial liver resections.
These were surgeries he had perford as the lead surgeon, along with a few liver and kidney transplants where he had served as first assistant. Additionally, there were so uncommon diseases he had diagnosed during this period.
Every effort yields results. This was the track record Liu Banxia had built since joining the Ergency Departnt and now the Ergency Center. Despite being suspended for half a month, he had already perford 317 surgeries as the lead surgeon.
This was a terrifying number; many attending physicians in other hospitals might not perform that many in an entire year.
Of course, small-incision appendectomies constituted a large portion of this number. He had truly made a na for himself; many patients coming to the Second Hospital now considered this their first choice.
Only when examinations revealed complicated appendiceal conditions in so patients would laparoscopic surgery or a conventional appendectomy be recomnded.
Even so, the thirteen liver surgeries were exceptionally noteworthy.
Keep in mind, he was currently just a resident doctor. He could only beco an attending physician after passing an exam in the middle of next year. All the formalities likely wouldn’t be completed until around July.
This record alone was sowhat shocking to Wang Chao. He had grown accustod to Liu Banxia frequently going to the operating room, but he hadn’t imagined he’d perford so many surgeries.
One could only imagine how many surgeries the interns working with him had participated in over these few months. It was definitely more than he, a resident doctor, had.
It wasn’t a pleasant thought, but perhaps he now lagged behind those interns in surgical skill. They might be ranked lower, but could he really compare to them?
Over 300 surgeries in less than half a year, including no fewer than 50 complex and ergency operations. This track record was truly a bit frightening.
However, after Wang Chao uploaded this list, many people claid it was nonsense, impossible, and definitely fabricated.
But for many people familiar with the dical system, they knew Liu Banxia wouldn’t be foolish enough to boast with false data.
This was because all these procedures were docunted in the system; it wasn’t a matter of simply claiming a surgery was done.
A hospital of the standing of the Second Affiliated Hospital of Binhai dical College would never allow its doctors to release such false information. That would be grounds for disciplinary action.
So, the question arose: if all this was true, then Liu Banxia was sowhat formidable. Moreover, it indicated he was a doctor the Second Hospital was heavily investing in cultivating.
Otherwise, they wouldn’t have dared to grant him so much authority or allow him to perform so many important surgeries.
Liu Banxia wasn’t so high-profile figure; he was just an ordinary person. Consequently, his resu and other details were gradually dug up by people.
Ultimately, people concluded that Liu Banxia was a late bloor. Otherwise, he wouldn’t have chosen to undergo standardized residency training at the Second Hospital at his age, especially as an independent candidate.
"HAHAHA, President Liu, go to sleep and rest easy. I’ll hold down the fort here," Wang Chao said, ecstatic after glancing at the comnts.
"What are you so happy about?" Liu Banxia asked curiously.
"HEHE, the tone has changed, you see," Wang Chao said with a beaming smile.
"There are many of our colleagues online, genuinely discerning people. They’re saying your earlier ’flex’ was just for fun; this is the real flex."
"So also analyzed that even if your father-in-law didn’t buy it for you, you’d be able to afford a large Audi yourself before long. Although so brought up the issue of you performing freelance surgeries, others defended you. You were punished for it, so that matter is settled."
"Several doctors from Jinshui District Hospital also spoke up for you, all using their real nas. They said they learned a lot when you demonstrated small-incision appendectomies at Jinshui District Hospital. Although they aren’t as skilled as you yet, they can now perform the surgery."
"No wonder hardly anyone from Jinshui District has co for appendectomies recently. So they’ve been intercepted over there," Liu Banxia nodded.
"My dear President Liu, is that the main point? Do you know how vindicated I feel just reading these comnts?" Wang Chao said with emotion.
"You should post on Weibo yourself next ti. Many people are probably following you now, but currently, they’re all following . You should engage with them occasionally; it would definitely enhance our reputation."
"We’ll see when the ti cos. I don’t even rember when I might do that. Besides, you know ; I tend to speak my mind without much filter, saying whatever cos up."
Wang Chao glanced at him and nodded. "That’s true. You really might say anything. But today’s events were quite uplifting; it was very satisfying."
Just as Liu Banxia picked up a book, his phone rang.
"Ah? What’s wrong with Sun Fengjiao?" Liu Banxia joked as he answered the call.
"Stop joking around. Later, take a selfie with your work ID and send it to . I want to show off a bit," Sun Fengjiao said.
"Good heavens, what’s there to show off about?" Liu Banxia said, exasperated but amused.
"Of course, I have to show off! I was about to sleep, and my phone has been ringing off the hook. Everyone’s asking about you," Sun Fengjiao said.
"By the way, I didn’t thank you properly yesterday for the hypothyroidism case. That was a tough diagnosis. They’ll bring you so fruit tomorrow, so just accept it graciously."
"Sigh... alright. Tell them not to buy anything expensive; a bag of oranges will be fine," Liu Banxia said.
"Don’t forget the photo! I really have to sleep now. I need to turn off my phone; several calls are already trying to co through." Sun Fengjiao then hung up.
Liu Banxia shook his head helplessly. Patient gratitude could be tricky sotis. Many were genuinely thankful and would buy fruit or sothing similar. If you kept refusing, they might keep trying to give it.
However, accepting gifts like fruit was explicitly forbidden by hospital policy. He just hoped they wouldn’t bring too much tomorrow; twenty or thirty dollars’ worth of oranges would be perfectly fine.
"Oh, by the way, President Liu, don’t forget you’re coming to my place for dinner when you have ti off," Wang Chao added.
"Chao, this upcoming break definitely won’t work. My father-in-law is visiting, and he wants to et and chat with my parents. I can’t postpone that," Liu Banxia said.
"That’s fine. Just keep it in mind for the future," Wang Chao said casually.
"President Liu, you have to keep up the good work. If you don’t, it would be a disservice to my admiration for you! HAHAHA... Why am I so happy?"
Liu Banxia was speechless. He hadn’t expected Wang Chao to be so worked up.
When he looked again, well, it wasn’t just Wang Chao; the nurses on duty were also busy with their phones.
Liu Banxia clapped his hands. "Alright, let’s wrap up the discussion about . Those who can rest should go rest. There aren’t many patients tonight, so it’s a good chance for you all to get so proper sleep."
"Teacher Liu, how did you perform so many surgeries?" a brave nurse asked.
"One surgery at a ti. No need to publicize it for ; it’s enough that we know," Liu Banxia joked.
"Teacher Liu, I didn’t even realize I’ve assisted in no fewer than a hundred surgeries," said Huang Bo, who was on duty with him that night.
"That’s why you’re all usually so tired, always with dark circles under your eyes. Tonight is a good opportunity, so you guys should get so rest too. I’ll call you if anything cos up," Liu Banxia said.
He felt a bit helpless now; it seed he had underestimated the impact. This whole thing had blown up a bit, and it felt like it might be hard to contain.
After ensuring enough staff remained on duty and sending the others to rest, Liu Banxia took out his phone again.
The discussions were indeed nurous. Perhaps it was because people generally knew very little about the dical profession and lacked a clear understanding of it.
With explanations from those in the know, they began to understand just how incredible Liu Banxia’s track record was, and also how demanding the position of a chief resident could be.
Sotis, the gap between assumption and understanding is vast, like the distance between heaven and earth. For the general public, the healthcare system is truly unfamiliar territory.
Their initial impressions were often unfavorable, and they had no idea how hard dical staff actually worked.
Of course, this didn’t an there weren’t corrupt individuals within the dical system. Wasn’t Wang Guobin investigated? His greed was no less than that of the corrupt officials in legends, and he was rely a deputy director of a hospital.
Every profession has its bad apples, but one cannot negate an entire industry because of them.
He glanced at the ti; it was almost midnight, yet the online discussions were still raging. It really highlighted how irregular people’s lifestyles had beco. If there was nothing urgent, why not go to bed early instead of getting involved in all this?
No wonder so many people were in a state of sub-health. Early to bed and early to rise makes a body healthy. Nowadays, many people’s routines were late to bed, late to rise—hardly a recipe for good health.
Putting his phone away, he felt a slight pang of regret; perhaps he had been a bit impulsive again. He had no idea how this would play out by morning and just hoped he hadn’t stirred up any major trouble.
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