Chapter 708 - 352: Amulet!~_2

"Aortic dissection, heart attack, those are death notices."

"Medical care is progressing, medical technology is technically quite mature now, but only the medical industry as a whole is mature, not all medical areas."

"I came this time primarily because of Dr. Lu Cheng; I'm an old acquaintance of his."

"Dr. Lu's progress has been rapid, which I find very intriguing, so I came."

"Secondly, I was entrusted by a few familiar faces to come and take a look."

"Currently, in prefecture-level city hospitals, those that can establish trauma centers are mostly concentrated in economically developed provinces."

"There's no need to say more about those who are doing well."

"Too few people thought that, in Xiangzhou, a trauma center could be developed so well..."

Professor Lu Mang's words had a peculiar undertone.

It made people feel a bit bureaucratic yet unexpectedly good.

Of course, Professor Lu Mang smoothly transitioned his speech and said with a sincere expression: "I've delivered all the messages given to me, now I can finally talk about the professional stuff."

Yao Xin hurriedly interrupted: "Professor Lu, excuse me, may I interrupt?"

"What you just said, how exactly are the messages delivered?"

Yao Xin works in administration, and those in administration have a keen sense.

Lu Mang replied with a cryptic smile: "I don't know, I just relay the messages."

"Good poverty alleviation policy."

Yao Xin: "???"

What did I just hear?

Did I miss something?

Or, did I happen to encounter something?

However, Lu Mang did not delve deeper into the topic.

...

After changing the topic, Lu Mang's demeanor relaxed considerably: "Regarding the Liver Preservation Surgery, last year, Germany took the lead."

"Followed by the United States."

"But this is just a broad view; our country's medical foundation is somewhat established. Although the basic gap with foreign countries is still large, we must squeeze into the competitive field."

"No one dares take on tasks... I am the same..."

"But Xiao Lu is willing; he stood up boldly, willing to give it a try."

"And look, in just half a year, he's figured it out!"

Honestly, in the office, the most knowledgeable one was Professor Qu Daowen from the Provincial People's Hospital trauma center.

But the hospital where Qu Daowen works is the Provincial People's Hospital, and his scope of sight at most encompasses technical levels that might outperform professors in Xiangya Hospital.

National domination, being the first in the country, is unthinkable.

Creating globally pioneering surgery or perfecting existing surgeries to the world's top level is also beyond his scope.

Lu Mang continued: "Many say surgery is a minor skill, while instruments are the true king."

"There's also much debate that surgical procedures, like internal medication treatments, could be replicated."

"You can, I can, he can too, in the end, what affects quality can only be the instruments and medicine itself..."

"This concept is not inherently wrong."

"But this concept doesn't fit the current medical world; surgical operative techniques, in today's medical community, are still at the forefront."

"Operational techniques are far from being perfect..."

"The best solution to treat diseases is still far from the limit. So, we surgeons must rely on our skills to speak our truth."

"That's the dignified reason."

"In reality, conversely, what else can we surgeons do?"

"Domestic craftsmanship falls behind, drug research lags, diagnostic equipment is outdated, yet you want effective treatment, so you can only rely on your own hands..."

"We Hua Country people always believe in hard work and prosperity."

"It's also an act of helplessness."

"This is the path we must walk."

What Lu Mang said was grounded yet somehow ethereal.

People like Lu Cheng have relatively narrow views; academic disputes and comprehensive national strength competitions are not their main concern.

They are not that tall; naturally, they don't want to burden themselves.

Lu Cheng then quickly said, "Professor Lu, we don't really think that much, nor dare to think that far..."

"My colleagues and I just want to learn some surgery techniques to perform the operations successfully."

Lu Mang replied, "Not thinking now doesn't mean not thinking in the future!"

"Not thinking now doesn't mean you shouldn't familiarize yourself."

"The more meticulous you are, the luckier patients will be under your care."

"That itself is a blessing..."

...

Lu Cheng always felt that Lu Mang's words equated to a mission.

Indeed, it was true.

After finishing these handover tasks, when Yao Xin and Huang Haibo left, Lu Mang turned into a regular surgeon.

For instance, during pre-operative discussions for Limb Preservation Surgery, Lu Mang said, "Hesitate my ass, amputate if needed, preserve if possible."

"Since the patient isn't leaving after choosing to come here, that's his fate."

"We doctors can only treat the disease, not defy the laws of fate."

For instance, when another patient with Spleen Injury arrived, Lu Mang said, "Does the patient still want minimally invasive surgery?"

"I asked around, if not doing surgery one would die, why bother with minimally invasive or not?"

"Minimally invasive my ass!"

"Just perform an open surgery."

Professor Lu Mang lived up to his name, truly straightforward.

"Ah, Xiao Lu can perform minimally invasive Spleen Preservation Surgery?" Lu Mang was taken aback to find out Lu Cheng can perform spleen suturing techniques under mirrors.

"Then let him do it."

"The patient is lucky; it's his fortune to enjoy this!"

So, Lu Mang joined Lu Cheng in the operating room.

Professor Lu Mang probably hadn't performed spleen surgeries for many years; he focused solely on livers, focusing so much that he rarely did small spleen surgeries for variety.

Thus, during the surgery, Lu Mang kept expressing amazement.

"Wow, who would have thought, in just these years, spleen surgery could be done like this?"

"The large incisions before were pointless; it was our lack of technical skill."

"Hmm, this operation is exquisite."

"Marvelous, isn't it?"

Everyone naturally agreed.

Professor Lu Mang of course also presided over a liver injury surgery.

At that point, unbelievably, Professor Lu Mang employed Lu Cheng's Liver Suturing Technique, showing off a bit.

Lu Cheng wasn't surprised by this.

Someone as skilled as Professor Lu Mang can easily learn a technique.

With just a little time spent, it can be mastered.

After all, he doesn't have a system, doesn't have a panel.

Elevating basic skills and many surgeries to the level of national mastery is really just raw talent!

This is talent one in ten or even one in a million!

"How is it, Xiao Lu?" After the surgery, Professor Lu Mang showed off to Lu Cheng.

Of course, Professor Lu Mang is a senior and a master in hepatobiliary surgery. It's normal for Lu Cheng not to find flaws.

Some of Lu Mang's handling details were better executed than Lu Cheng's operation naturally: "Professor Lu did excellently!"

Lu Cheng honestly gave a thumbs up.

Chen Song was stunned: "Professor Lu, can this surgery be performed like this?"

Chen Song wasn't intentionally supportive but was genuinely astonished!

"This is a little technique I developed myself, haven't dared to boast publicly yet!"

"Anyway, that's how I usually handle it; if it works, I use it easily."

"There are many detailed branches in liver debridement."

"Currently mature approaches are already numerous..."

...

The next day, after Lu Cheng finished his shift, he personally drove Professor Lu Mang to Zhang City to catch a flight.

Dai Linfang was also accompanying.

This was personally requested by Professor Lu Mang.

Though Lu Cheng was outstanding, Dai Linfang's capability and age are also acknowledged and wouldn't be ignored by Lu Mang.

Once Professor Lu Mang checked in at the airport, both Lu Cheng and Dai Linfang let out a breath of relief.

"That Professor Lu, truly a force to be reckoned with."

"Skill gives confidence, not afraid to say anything." Lu Cheng remarked while wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, Dai Linfang's gaze towards Lu Cheng was somewhat filled with envy.

It was a sort of jealous and resentful envy.

For an instant, Lu Cheng even felt he had grievances as serious as stealing a spouse or killing a father against Dai Linfang.

"What's wrong?" Lu Cheng asked, puzzled.

Dai Linfang raised a fist: "I really feel like scolding you... you took away my amulet..."

"What are you talking about?"

"Aren't your matters fine?" Lu Cheng was puzzled.

Dai Linfang, with a proud tone, walked away: "Don't bother arguing with someone so clueless, just know you owe me two years, no!"

"You must treat me to meals for ten years! I might then forgive you!"