"Huang Zhilei, I just heard thereâs an interventional surgery in your department this afternoon," Lin Chenrong asked, "Was it scheduled at the last minute?"
"We couldnât confirm the exact time of the surgery earlier, so we called the intervention room at noon," Huang Zhilei said. The discussion with the patientâs family and signing of the surgery consent forms were completed around midday.
"What kind of patient?" Lin Chenrong asked again.
"Itâs that doctor from Beidu, right," Jin Tianyu interjected.
Clearly, Senior Jin had been listening to their conversation all along, Xie Wanying thought.
A doctor from Beidu came to Guoxie for treatment, and it wasnât an ordinary illness; it seemed to be something a bit peculiar. An eye problem that wasnât referred to ophthalmology but to neurosurgery instead. Everyone listening was already extremely curious.
"What exactly is the patientâs condition?" Lin Chenrong asked on behalf of everyone, "An interventional procedure? No need for a craniotomy?"
Neurosurgery at Guoxie typically involves drilling and craniotomy, and people in the hospital have given neurosurgery the nickname "drilling experts."
"Whether or not a craniotomy is required depends on the patientâs specific condition," Huang Zhilei replied with a tone characteristic of a neurosurgery specialist.
Jin Tianyu wasnât indulging his junior brother Huangâs slightly arrogant manner and directly countered, "I heard that experts from Fang Ze are here."
This group of people had quite the ear for information. The person had just arrived in the morning, and it seemed the entire hospital already knew. Gossipers in hospitals were never scarce.
"So what if theyâre here? The surgery will still be performed by Senior Cao, not them," Huang Zhilei said, adjusting his glasses with a defiant lift of his chin.
The expertise of their own doctors was enough, and they werenât afraid of anyone questioning it.
"Dr. Cao performing surgery is very reassuring," Lin Chenrong nodded, expressing a look of admiration for Cao Yong.
"Is it really just your team performing it?" Jin Tianyu took another banana, not bothering to look up as he continued to provoke Junior Brother Huang.
"Of course, only we are doing it. Theyâre from Fang Ze; can they replace us?" Huang Zhilei, successfully provoked, responded angrily.
"Do you think that expert will observe the surgery?" Jin Tianyu spoke practically.
If they came to watch the surgery, it showed a lack of reassurance.
"Let me tell you!" Huang Zhilei slapped the table with a loud declaration, "Itâs Senior Cao who invited him to observe in the operating room. He canât give any opinions, or Senior Cao will kick him out."
Upon hearing Hero Huangâs words, Jin Tianyu and Lin Chenrong looked stunned: What, Cao Yong is prepared to kick his own uncle out?
Senior Cao had said this in the conference room, and Xie Wanying had overheard it. Senior Cao really dared to do it, and his assertiveness was evident.
"Whatâs there to be afraid of?" Huang Zhilei stood firmly by his Senior Cao, "He is a doctor; arenât we doctors too? Would our Senior Cao lose to him?"
"Calm down," Lin Chenrong pressed down on the excited Huang Zhileiâs shoulders, explaining, "We never said we didnât trust Dr. Cao."
"Since thatâs the caseâ" Jin Tianyu tossed the banana back into the fruit basket, clapped his hands, "Letâs all go observe Dr. Caoâs surgery."
Huang Zhilei was taken aback: "What are you coming to see?"
"To learn from each other, to learn from Dr. Cao," Lin Chenrong replied, having never seen a neurosurgery intervention before and wanting to seize the opportunity to observe.
Doctors are no different from ordinary people; curiosity can kill the cat.
Huang Zhilei folded his arms across his chest, frowning: Damn, these people arenât unaware that neurosurgery rarely performs such surgeries. They insist on watching, probably just to see them fail or are afraid theyâll embarrass themselves in front of the external hospital.
Seeing this, Lin Chenrong pulled Huang Zhilei to stand up: "We really do have confidence in Dr. Cao, truly."