Chapter 364: I Can Also Perform Surgery

Chapter 364: I Can Do Surgery Too

"I've already found you a doctor. He's totally trustworthy. I'll pick you up on the day you're discharged and go with you."

Jiang Yi, seeing that Zhang Runxin had agreed, said excitedly.

Zhang Runxin gave a weak smile, his face pale. "Alright."

...

True to his word, Jiang Yi drove to pick up Zhang Runxin on the day of his discharge.

First he took him home to rest for a while.

"Isn't this too much trouble?"

"Not at all. I live alone here—just me, my paintings, and a fat male cat. Don't feel awkward about it."

Jiang Yi was the youngest in his family, with an older sister and brother, so he didn't have to worry about family responsibilities.

His parents didn’t expect him to make some grand achievement—just to be happy painting.

So after graduation, they bought him a villa in a prime location and sent him a monthly allowance.

Plus, he had some well-connected friends. In Beijing, he could get around easily without worrying about offending anyone.

Zhang Runxin: "Alright then, thank you for your hospitality."

With his condition, he wouldn't be able to find a decent rental place in Beijing—nobody wants tenants dying in their property.

Jiang Yi happily brought him home.

While Zhang Runxin rested, Jiang Yi called Ye Xiaoxiao at work.

"Sis, I’ve already talked to my friend. When would work best? You tell me."

Ye Xiaoxiao: "Tomorrow morning at 8:30. You don’t need to register—just come directly to the second floor of Rende Hall and find me."

Jiang Yi: "Great!"

The next day, Ye Xiaoxiao arrived early at Rende Hall. Registration started at 9, so she didn't have any patients yet.

Right on time, Jiang Yi showed up with Zhang Runxin at Rende Hall.

Ye Xiaoxiao first looked over his test reports from other hospitals.

"Your cancer is still in the early stage. With surgery, you could live a long life," she concluded after reviewing them.

Then she was confused—why had Zhang Runxin shaved his head already? This wasn't the stage for chemotherapy.

Zhang Runxin paused before saying, "But the doctor I saw earlier said the success rate of surgery was only thirty percent..."

Ye Xiaoxiao had momentarily forgotten how few doctors were capable of performing a radical gastrectomy—maybe just two or three across the country.

But she knew all about that procedure.

Because in a previous life, her father had been an expert in oncological surgery.

Ye Xiaoxiao had been immersed in medical knowledge since childhood and received strict guidance from her father, practicing numerous simulated gastrectomy procedures.

"Doc, are you saying traditional Chinese medicine can't treat this?" Jiang Yi asked anxiously.

"I'm just saying surgery gives you the best shot at a full recovery," Ye Xiaoxiao replied. "Sit down, let me take your pulse."

Setting aside the stack of examination reports and medical records, she asked Zhang Runxin to extend his hand.

After carefully examining his pulse, Ye Xiaoxiao instructed him to come to Rende Pharmacy every day around 11 a.m., where she would give him a 40-minute acupuncture treatment to balance his system.

She also handed him an herbal prescription.

"The medicine I’m prescribing now is for supportive care—it can ease symptoms and help bring your body into better balance.

Right now, surgery is really your best option. Let me check if there are any surgeons who specialize in gastrectomies. If not… would you consider letting me operate on you?"

Ye Xiaoxiao spoke earnestly, not sugarcoating the need for surgery out of fear of complications.

Tumor growth spreads fast. Delaying proper treatment could cost the patient valuable time.

"But... aren't you a Chinese medicine doctor?"

"Yes, but I can do this surgery too. During my medical exchange program overseas, I specialized in surgery."

Zhang Runxin didn't know much about medicine and assumed this was normal.

In reality, while some doctors are skilled in both Western and Chinese medicine, being expert in both usually takes decades—typically seen in those over fifty.

But Ye Xiaoxiao wasn't bluffing; she truly had the confidence.

Zhang Runxin said, "I'll think about it."

Ye Xiaoxiao nodded. "Sure thing. For now, I can give you an acupuncture treatment."

She had Zhang Runxin lie down and began the treatment using specialized acupuncture needles.

Zhang Runxin often felt stomach pain, bloating, and fatigue.

But after twenty minutes of acupuncture, he felt like before he got sick.

Jiang Yi, who'd been watching, nervous, asked, "You good? How's it feeling?"

Watching Xiao Xiao’s needles go in and out of Zhang Runxin freaked him out.

He wouldn’t get sick—he wouldn’t be caught dead getting acupuncture.

Xiao Xiao looked sweet, but she worked those needles like a pro.

Zhang Runxin’s eyes popped open. "I feel fantastic!"

"You serious?" Jiang Yi gave him a skeptical look. "You actually feel better?"

Zhang Runxin nodded, and for a moment, he actually looked happy.

Jiang Yi did a double take—it was like seeing the old Zhang Runxin from their school days again.

Back then, the healthy Zhang Runxin would play basketball on the school playground every evening, drawing admiring glances from plenty of girls.

Zhang Runxin looked at Ye Xiaoxiao and said, "Dr. Ye, I think I can trust you. If you believe surgery is the best treatment for me, then I'm in your hands."

Jiang Yi really wanted Zhang Runxin to reconsider—this was life-or-death stuff.

Even though he trusted Ye Xiaoxiao deeply, he wasn't about to agree to the treatment plan she proposed at their first meeting.

But with Ye Xiaoxiao present, he bit his tongue.

Ye Xiaoxiao kept her cool. "I’ll do my best. First, I’ll contact my teacher to see if he knows any qualified specialists. Rest assured, I’ll only refer you to someone else if their surgical success rate is above 95%."

Zhang Runxin: "Thank you. May I ask how much the surgery will cost?"

Ye Xiaoxiao: "If it’s done at another hospital, I’ll need to inquire. But if you ultimately choose me, the surgery will be free, and aftercare expenses should stay under 2,000 yuan."

Since this would be her first surgical patient, Ye Xiaoxiao cut him a deal.

Hearing this, Jiang Yi got even more antsy and anxiously reminded her:

"Money isn’t an issue—you must use the best medicine, sis!"

Ye Xiaoxiao chuckled. "This isn't some department store, where you just pick the most expensive option. Go home and think it over. Even if you decide on surgery, you’ll need to improve your health first—otherwise, you won’t meet the requirements."

Jiang Yi thanked Ye Xiaoxiao, then left Rende Pharmacy with Zhang Runxin, loaded up with meds.

"Um… even though I really trust my sister-in-law, you should think carefully about this. She's what, 24?"

Only after stepping out of Rende Pharmacy did Jiang Yi finally spit it out.

Zhang Runxin: "But I feel her treatment does me more good than the chemotherapy I had at the hospital."