Chapter 347: [347] Academic discussions should be calm Chapter 347: [347] Academic discussions should be calm “The tumor is large, but, after a full-body CT scan, there’s no sign of metastasis for now.”
“There must be some lymph node involvement nearby, but at this age, it’s not like younger people. Her cellular metabolism is slower, so the metastasis is slower too.”
“After the surgery, she could probably live for a few more years.”
After a long search, no one could find any problems, only evidence supporting Xie Wanying’s stance; they had to give up and instead turned to ask Tan Kelin:
“Dr. Tan, what do you think is the biggest issue with this surgery?”
“There aren’t any particularly big issues at the moment,” Tan Kelin said in a cool voice. “What I want to talk about is another case.”
“Another case?” The attending doctors were surprised.
If Tan Kelin was willing to take on this patient, it definitely meant he had thought the student was right from the beginning, and there were no big issues. He hadn’t taken the patient mentioned by another student.
Soon, the photocopies of Xiao Yazhi’s medical records were distributed to all the doctors in the department to read.
“Suspected highly malignant.”
“Refused by the Children’s Hospital?!”
“My student suggested we could discuss it in the department and see if we can take it on,” Tan Kelin said in a very businesslike tone to everyone.
In an instant, all the doctors in the department jerked their heads up and looked at Tan Kelin in unison: so the silence about the old lady was a prelude? You wanted to test if any of us could persuade your student? Nice move!
The always aloof Teacher Tan was known for his deep and early calculations: the thoughts of his colleagues might be similar to his, but he couldn’t be sure whether more people discussing it would make a difference. His student had a bold new idea, but without clinical experience with such young patients, he couldn’t judge–it had to be a collective decision.
A bunch of seniors felt their scalps tingle, having just experienced the sharp tongue of this young girl.
“Speak up, give reasons for and against taking the case,” Shen Jinghui tapped his fingers on the table, his facial expression serious, as if ready to pick a fight.
The authority of the chief was intimidating. The doctors whispered among themselves, “She is indeed very composed.”
Under the watchful eyes of all, Xie Wanying held a ballpoint pen in her hand and placed it on her notebook, her plain face showing solemn tranquility, and her eyes, two cold streaks, as if unshakeable by anyone.
To say that she was not humble before a group of clinical seniors and leaders? Yet she did not display any arrogance, would not speak aggressively, nor would she look down on anyone with a haughty head. There was only composed self-possession, with a hint of the coldness of a surgical blade.
The seniors were surprised by her cool demeanor, calling her cold and unfeeling, but now, for the sake of a six-year-old patient, she argued relentlessly with a group of medical seniors, as if she had the undying spirit of a cockroach.
A group of doctors laughed privately. They had never seen a female intern like her. They had seen proud top students, but why would those proud people need her seemingly excessive fighting spirit? Top students had natural advantages that didn’t require much effort.
Professor Li adjusted his reading glasses, spoke calmly, and patted the medical record, asking, “Dr. Xie, do you know what a leiomyomatosis is?”
Xie Wanying nodded, “Leiomyomatosis isn’t necessarily malignant.”
Her response caused the group of clinical seniors to pause, then burst into surprised chatter:
“You think this patient isn’t malignant?”
“Without pathological results, it’s impossible to confirm if the tumor is malignant,” Xie Wanying answered.