When the Doctor Uses A Hack

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Chen Cang returned to the department and greeted Liang Bo, while Ge Huai seemed somewhat downcast, apparently lost in thought.

Chen Cang understood quite well—after all, Dr. Ge was quickly approaching his mid-thirties, watching 2020 draw near, his hair thinning more and more, which naturally dampened his spirits considerably!

Moreover, men, as a species, also have a "biological cycle" of sorts, experiencing periodic changes such as hormonal fluctuations over time, which, in turn, come with cyclical mood swings. While different from women’s cycles, the nature isn’t really that different.

When Meng Xi saw Chen Cang arrive, her eyes lit up, and she smiled, "Oh! Is Director Chen free today?"

Chen Cang immediately felt sheepish, "Hello, Teacher Meng."

Meng Xi smiled, "Hello, of course, let’s go, it’s just the right time for rounds."

"Dr. Ge, let’s go round the wards, check on patient number 15, and prepare for surgery."

Upon hearing Meng Xi’s words, Ge Huai quickly stood up, his expression instantly changing from gloomy to sunny.

He hastily grabbed his phone and wrote in his journal:

"December 1st, Director Meng finally smiled today, the gloom of the week has finally cleared, the sun shines once again..."

Above it was, "The 8th day of Director Meng being unhappy, today, my mood suddenly turned very sour..."

Seeing Teacher Meng happy made Ge Huai extremely cheerful, even though there was an irrelevant person, Chen Cang, in between them.

But that didn’t matter.

The monotonous ward rounds came alive with Director Meng’s smiles. Ge Huai performed exceptionally today, sharing three different types of humor with the patients, lifting their spirits. If there had been a system for doctors to rate, he would have strived for a five-star effort just now.

Chen Cang followed quietly, not making a sound, learning and training just by observing Meng Xi and Ge Huai make their rounds.

Clinical work isn’t just about surgery; it includes diagnosis, communication, and so on...

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After the spiral CT scan, Bo Jianming decided not to do angiography, but to go straight for exploratory thoracic surgery.

It might have been the most straightforward and effective method.

Wang Xiangjun didn’t participate in the surgery, so Bo Jianming called the junior physician, Dr. Zhang, also referred to as Scholar Two.

Now in cardiac surgery, the senior physicians lead teams, each associate chief physician overseeing a few junior doctors, managing patients and surgeries together.

If it were an injury to the nameless artery, Bo Jianming wouldn’t be too worried.

Although it posed some difficulty, it wasn’t insurmountable!

With both him and Scholar Two, they could basically handle it, and Wu Peng from emergency also joined the surgery.

Before starting the surgery, while scrubbing in, Bo Jianming’s mind still flashed with Chen Cang’s face—surprised and somewhat regretful.

Actually, to be precise, Bo Jianming and Meng Xi could even have been considered competitors, rivals from a year ago.

After all, back then when the associate director of the department was poached by a private hospital with a high salary, the most frequent hospital job-hoppers were the "associate directors."

Becoming the inadvertent casualty of departmental power struggles, receiving a "consolation prize" of the associate director role, one could truly become a scapegoat, a model worker... and so on.

Think about it, if your competitor becomes the director, will your days be easy?

Moreover, the capabilities of an associate director are definitely beyond question—otherwise, they wouldn’t have had the chance to compete for the director position.

Of course, this was just one scenario.

For the younger generation, becoming the associate director of a department still signifies the endorsement and grooming by the leadership.

Hospitals value a hierarchy in talent, fearing most the occurrence of a generational gap.

Therefore, hospitals select some outstanding middle-tier personnel to become associate directors of departments.

At that time, Bo Jianming was such a core force and star of tomorrow.

However, the star of tomorrow could never outshine a meteor falling from the sky.

In face of Meng Xi’s strong, sudden descent, securing achievements in "The Lancet" and national natural science foundation projects within a year, Bo Jianming lost convincingly.

Bo Jianming thought to himself, how unfair fate can be!

Would it have been enough just to be proficient and hold impressive credentials? Why did one also have to be so good-looking?

How could I, as a competitor, bear this?

Merely seeing you deflates my ambition, leaving no energy for competition...

And to top it all off, why did you have to find such an excellent student?

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The surgery began!

Bo Jianming shook his head and took the scalpel.

Scholar Two was very sensible and prepared to assist.

Through the CT images, they had already pinpointed the approximate location of the laceration. Bo Jianming picked up the scalpel and started the incision in the center of the chest, then slowly extended it toward the wounded side of the neck.

This area’s surgery could easily damage other tissues and nerves, and Bo Jianming operated with utmost care.

The incision for this surgery, unlike the usual ones, required a thoracocervical approach to expose the aortic arch and its branches.

This was a technique that truly tested the skill level of a cardiothoracic surgeon.

The incision was neither too large nor too small, but very accurate.

Bo Jianming’s surgical skills were indeed very solid!

The unnamed vein was enveloped within the pericardium, making it prone to causing cardiac tamponade after an injury.

As soon as he had opened the pericardium, Bo Jianming immediately said to Scholar Two, "Prepare the irrigation fluid!"

Sure enough, as soon as the incision was made, blood began steadily seeping out from the deeply abraded unnamed vein.

But at that moment!

Bo Jianming was surprised to discover something, he found that the pericardium was not being cut cleanly...

Was this... constrictive pericarditis?

And it was a complex case of constrictive pericarditis.

At that moment, Bo Jianming suddenly understood!

No wonder!

No wonder this condition was present. The occurrence of this constrictive pericarditis, which had enveloped the already damaged unnamed artery, prevented the injured unnamed artery from bleeding profusely...

Could this be possible?

The human body truly is a complex affair.

The patient had repeatedly claimed that past medical examinations revealed no other illness.

Isn’t that a lie?

The constrictive pericarditis had already progressed to this extent.

To repair the damaged unnamed vein, the first major challenge they faced was how to loosen the constricted pericardium.

Ordinary constrictive pericarditis is not difficult to deal with, but dealing with this level of adhesions, in addition to the unnamed vein injury, was incredibly stressful!

Bo Jianming felt there was something uncanny about this. How could an ordinary unnamed artery injury be complicated by constrictive pericarditis?

Was his luck that bad?

Why hadn’t he noticed this before?

This was truly bizarre!

Strange things happen every day, but today, there’s an abundance of them!

With this thought, an image appeared in Bo Jianming’s mind...

Chen Cang!

Yes!

He had personally witnessed Chen Cang performing pericardiectomy in front of a group of department heads, doing even better than the senior surgeons!

With this in mind, he glanced at Scholar Two, "Call Chen Cang!"

Scholar Two was taken aback, "Chen Cang? Isn’t it Chief Xia Gaofeng?"

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