Very quickly, Liu Ziang arranged for a YAG laser, and for the upcoming brainstem glioma resection, Zhao Heng must be involved.

Having performed several surgeries with Liu Ziang, Zhao Heng had picked up quite a lot of neurosurgery experience from him. This brainstem tumor resection was naturally part of that learning.

At this moment, the mood of the two resident doctors in neurosurgery was quite complicated.

Being able to stay as resident doctors in neurosurgery meant they were not ordinary individuals; they were elite.

But Zhao Heng, being in his early twenties and straddling both anesthesia and neurosurgery, was something the two neurosurgery residents had never seen before.

At this moment, Zhao Heng and Liu Ziang were not feeling relaxed at all.

The previous brain CT images showed that the patient's brainstem glioma was located at the junction of the brainstem and the cervical spinal cord. This location, due to poor surgical prognosis and high postoperative disability rates, was once considered an absolute "forbidden zone" for modern neurosurgery.

"Senior, the blood pressure and somatosensory evoked potentials are normal, we can start the surgery."

Zhao Heng glanced at the electronic screen of the life monitor and said to Liu Ziang.

For brainstem surgery, intraoperative neurophysiological monitoring is a must.

"Alright, let's begin."

Liu Ziang nodded and steadied himself, commencing the operation.

"Microscope."

Liu Ziang said in a deep voice.

"Alright, Director Liu."

As soon as Liu Ziang finished speaking, the two neurosurgery residents pushed over the microscope.

Most brainstem tumors, especially gliomas, do not have clear boundaries, so it's necessary to use a high-power magnifying microscope to magnify and identify the tumor's color and texture.

Performing surgery on the brain already demands an extremely high level of hand stability from the surgeon, let alone operating under a high-power microscope.

Under a high-power microscope, even the slightest tremor in the lead surgeon's hand is magnified, which could lead to serious consequences.

Therefore, the daily routine of a neurosurgeon is to practice this kind of precise operation.

Using an 80,000 RPM high-speed drill to carefully remove the eggshell while keeping the egg membrane intact is just the basic operation required to become an attending physician in the neurosurgery department of the Eastern Hospital.

As Zhao Heng and Liu Ziang began the surgery, everyone else in the operating room held their breath, not daring to breathe too heavily, for fear that the sound of breathing might affect the two's operation.

As the surgery progressed, Liu Ziang's heart was not calm either.

Because neurosurgery involves the complex structure of the brain, even a slight mistake during the procedure could result in unimaginable consequences, meaning that the demands on the surgeon are extremely high.

Even for a genius like Liu Ziang, acquiring such a high level of operational skill couldn't happen overnight.

After all, for geniuses, theoretical knowledge can be mastered quickly, but technical skills require time to practice, and there are no shortcuts.

And Zhao Heng, at just around twenty-five or six years old, possessing operation skills comparable to Liu Ziang, even surprised Liu Ziang himself.

The most crucial part was that when operating together with Zhao Heng, Liu Ziang felt a strange sense of harmony, as if performing surgery with another version of himself.

Time ticked by second by second.

Three hours later, with Zhao Heng and Liu Ziang's unparalleled cooperation, this extremely high-risk surgery was finally completed.

Upon completion of the surgery, the patient was sent to the ICU.

At this moment, everyone in the operating room breathed a sigh of relief.

"Junior, why not just join the neurosurgery department?"

Liu Ziang suddenly said to Zhao Heng.

"Huh?"

Zhao Heng, who was mentally formulating the postoperative recovery treatment plan for the patient, snapped back to reality upon hearing Liu Ziang's suggestion.

"I'm doing fine in the anesthesiology department."

Zhao Heng shook his head slightly.

"If you want to become a world-renowned doctor, anesthesiology won't cut it."

Liu Ziang said very seriously.

Though modern medicine doesn't really differentiate superiority among various disciplines.

But there are always some fields where making achievements isn't so easy.

For instance, neurosurgery versus anesthesiology; while both involve high-level procedures, the impact of successfully completing a brainstem tumor surgery compared to a highly challenging anesthesia is entirely different.

Many times, the importance of anesthesiologists is overlooked by the outside world.

"Senior, isn't it said that things are achieved by those who set their mind to it?"

Zhao Heng smiled as he spoke.

Other disciplines have been around for many years, so naturally, many doctors have been deeply involved for many years, and it's not easy to stand out.

But anesthesiology and perioperative recovery, having been established for a shorter period, relatively speaking, it's actually easier to achieve results.

"True."

Upon hearing Zhao Heng's response, Liu Ziang was momentarily stunned, then nodded.

After leaving the operating room and returning to the office, Zhao Heng noticed it was already 3 PM.

Being a doctor sometimes means you're so busy that you don't even have time for a proper meal.

After quickly eating something, Zhao Heng opened his computer.

Upon starting his computer, Zhao Heng's email received a new message.

Upon opening it, it turned out to be a group notification sent to all doctors by the medical office of the Eastern Hospital.

"Notice Concerning Investigation and Handling of Academic Misconduct"

What?

Upon seeing the notice, Zhao Heng felt a jolt in his heart.

However, upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a notice from the entire Health and Family Planning Commission regarding all hospitals in North City, which the Eastern Hospital had simply forwarded to all doctors.

As Zhao Heng was carefully reading the notice, Gao Jun entered from outside the office and approached Zhao Heng's desk.

"Teacher?"

Zhao Heng, looking up from the notice and seeing Gao Jun, noticed something complex in Gao Jun's expression—a mixture of joy and worry.

"Hmm."

Gao Jun nodded, glancing at Zhao Heng's computer screen, which was displaying the notification sent by the medical office.

Seeing the notice again in Zhao Heng's office, Gao Jun couldn't help but sigh.

"Xiao Zhao, what do you think about this notice?"

Gao Jun asked Zhao Heng.

".."

Zhao Heng was momentarily stunned by Gao Jun's question.

Think? How does one think?

I can read it standing, read it lying down...

"Well.. Actually, academic fraud has always been quite prevalent, hasn't it..."

Zhao Heng cautiously replied.

"This time, there's a big crackdown from above; several associate chief physicians from other hospitals have had their titles revoked."

Gao Jun said.

"Surprisingly enough.. Teacher, I actually think not all clinical doctors should have to engage in research, right? Linking title promotions with producing research papers is unscientific to begin with."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment before saying.

The advancement of medicine certainly requires research-oriented talents, but it doesn't mean all clinical doctors must become research-oriented.

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