Doctor of Healing

Chapter 608 The future will be written in textbooks

"Teacher, I can't do the surgery." Lin Jiuze said.

"How is that possible." Tang Chenghua smiled and patted Lin Jiuze on the shoulder, "This is a good opportunity. Although there are not many surgeries in the field of sports medicine, each surgeries can allow you to accumulate more prestige.

You know who the patients need to be treated by a sports medicine specialist. "

"Teacher, have you watched the variety show?" Lin Jiu didn't follow the teacher's words, but asked the same question again.

"I see." Tang Chenghua was not surprised, he replied calmly, "Since the little guy does not agree to come to Boston, you will do the interventional surgery, I think there is no problem."

Lin Jiu was noncommittal about the teacher's opinion and remained silent.

"Let's take a look at Wenbanyama first."

The two drove to the Department of Sports Medicine at Massachusetts General Hospital.

The Celtics have their own medical team, most of which are experts from the Department of Sports Medicine at Massachusetts General Hospital.

"Hello, Doctor Jixiang." Lin Jiuze said very politely and gently, even in a tone of biting a dog.

In comparison, Dr. Lin's little hobbies are more acceptable.

"I just saw the patient's condition and consulted with experts in Massachusetts. The situation is not optimistic." Lin Jiu ignored Ji Xiang's joke and said bluntly, "Dr. Ji Xiang, I know it's rude, But still have to ask."

Then Lin Jiuze shredded the A4 paper by himself with a paper shredder, and went to the bathroom to burn it. After he finished this series of "prayer" steps, he didn't go out of the bathroom immediately, but took out his mobile phone.

But when he raised his head, Tang Chenghua still didn't see a miracle happen.

Who else in this world can do the interventional surgery that even Lin Jiuze couldn't do?

Professor Smith insists that Zhao Dali is just a special case, and he can cite some similar examples. He does not think that the team that completed the operation on Zhao Dali can make Wenban Yama recover as before.

"He didn't dare." Professor Smith said firmly, "An occasional successful operation can be regarded as a miracle. If it is performed frequently... no, if it is repeated a second time, it will definitely fail. Their surgical methods cannot stand the test. Sorry to repeat."

When pressing the dial button, Lin Jiuze's fingers were so hard that his nail beds were pale.

Otherwise, tens of millions of knives are thrown in every year. Once the operation fails, who will bear the consequences.

Lin Jiu pursed his lips and said nothing.

Wen Banyama's English is full of baguette flavor, hard and sloppy, Lin Jiu doesn't like it.

As for the new star in the Bundesliga who has just undergone surgery, that is just an exception, an exception that cannot be replicated.

"Ugh."

Just because he trusted Lin Jiuze, Tang Chenghua had a "correct" judgment in his heart, and the so-called new technique did not exist at all.

"Tang, I think Dr. Lin's expression says it all, do you still have any fantasy?" Dr. Smith asked.

Lin Jiu is an amazing doctor. In addition to his superb surgical skills, he is like an angel descending, and he also has his own habits-every time he encounters a difficult patient, he always stands in front of the patient and writes and draws.

"If it weren't for so many cases, if I hadn't seen Lin's interventional surgery like an angel descending, I would definitely not agree to wait a few days." Professor Smith said, "Damn it, I will definitely use it after the operation is over." Wenban Yama's favorite baguette to stab the sneaker sponsor's ass."

But this is Ji Xiang, the operator who performed the thrombectomy with him who had completely contraindicated.

The surgery is actually not difficult, the difficulty lies in the postoperative recovery.

"No, that doctor doesn't want to come to Massachusetts for surgery."

Because of the sponsor's proposal, the treatment temporarily stalled.Sponsors belong to the sponsors, and of course their opinions must be respected.

"Surgery, although not many operations have been performed, but I think it is already a standard operation, and it will be written in textbooks in the future."

The two were silent, watching Lin Jiuze "face each other" quietly.

Lin Jiu was extremely serious. He "watched" for half an hour before walking out.

Lin Jiuze finished writing another paragraph, looked up at Wen Banyama, and then shook his head.

As for what he wrote, no one knows.

It's a quirky hobby, but who doesn't have quirky hobbies?
Professor Smith knew that Professor Owen, who was in the Department of Cardiac Surgery at the King's Hospital in England, had to wear his lover's underwear before every major operation.

"Tang, sometimes I think Lin is a witch doctor." Professor Smith and Tang Chenghua stood outside the ward, jokingly said.

He stood in front of the hospital bed with a pen and paper, and did not communicate with Wenbanyama.

If it was a stranger, even if it was a well-known leader in the academic world, Lin Jiu would never believe it.

Lin Jiu would use a paper shredder to shred the A4 paper, then take it home and throw it in the fireplace to burn.

Tang Chenghua thought so too, but he didn't speak, just staring at Lin Jiuze through the glass window.

"He is a man who can perform miracles." Tang Chenghua and Professor Smith stood outside the transparent glass, looking at Lin Jiuze who was writing something on the paper, and said calmly.

Every time Lin Jiu shook his head, turning to the next page and continuing to write, Tang Chenghua's heart twitched.

"This is medical treatment and surgery. Do they think that with sponsorship and sky-high sponsorship, they can do whatever they want?"

"Doctor Tang, do you really want to invite that young doctor to perform the operation? This is the most ridiculous thing I've heard."

Lin Jiu thought for a long time, took out his mobile phone, and called Ji Xiang.

"Nine cases, how about it?"

Lin Jiuze was slightly taken aback by Ji Xiang's determined tone.

After finishing writing, he looked up, then shook his head, and then lowered his head to write another spell.

Professor Smith shrugged.

He began to write detailed surgical notes on paper.

His expression and silence already said the answer.

"Smith, my friend, please trust Lin." Tang Chenghua said softly, "I haven't seen Dr. Lin make a wrong decision. I haven't before, and I certainly won't this time."

This time Lin Jiuze was obviously very attentive. He spent a long time writing on paper, longer than ever before.

No, there is absolutely no doubt that no one can do it.

Arriving at Massachusetts General Hospital, Lin Jiuze put on a white suit without buttons. After briefly understanding his past illnesses and reading all the existing examination reports, he went straight to Wenbanyama's ward.

"Doctor Lin, hello, don't you have jet lag?" Ji Xiang asked.

Lin Jiu has a keen "intuition", which has been exemplified many times in the past and has become a fact.

Lin Jiu knew exactly how good Ji Xiang was.

He hesitated a little, and said, "Doctor Ji Xiang, I'm older than you, can I call you Xiaoji?"

"of course."

"How old is the idiot, I have something to say."

(End of this chapter)