Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 952: Chapter 952: Duplicate

Dr. Xue shook his head, "I’m afraid she won’t be able to sit down and meet with you elders. The follow-up treatment for this case is related to her! Dr. Smith Mike chose not to use post-operative chemotherapy and radiation therapy, but instead opted for conservative treatment specializing in Traditional Chinese Medicine acupuncture. She is the doctor responsible for this area.

Her work has just begun! It’s better that we don’t disturb her thoughts and let her focus on her work."

This was clearly bragging about his own student.

The few elderly men were speechless.

"Smith, Mike is truly bold."

The directors sighed.

To dare to try this. noveldrama

Doesn’t he fear for his own life?

What people didn’t know was that Smith and Mike had discussed this several times before arriving at their final decision. After all, those two MRI reports were laid out plainly on Smith’s desk.

The data before and after acupuncture varied significantly. These data clearly demonstrated that acupuncture has a certain efficacy in tumor treatment.

The side effects of chemotherapy and radiation therapy are glaringly significant.

They are doctors, and they speak based on the data.

Bai Xiao’s theories! They’re not something one can just mention casually and expect others to believe. Everything is grounded in data and results.

One session of acupuncture could already show effects. Mike was essentially using his own life as an experiment.

The main point is that the effects are visible to the naked eye.

When Smith, Bai Xiao, and Zhang Huan walked out of the operating room, at the moment they removed their masks, Smith tightly gripped Bai Xiao’s hand, "Dr. Bai, truly I’ve been shortsighted. Only now do I realize there are always better people out there and realms beyond what we see. It’s my narrow-mindedness—medical knowledge has no end. Dr. Bai, being proficient in both Traditional Chinese Medicine and Western Medicine, you are truly a role model for us. I must thank you—if not for you today, Mike, my dear brother, might have perished at my own hands.

If that had happened, I would not have been at peace for the rest of my life. I am truly, truly grateful."

He was almost ready to bow to Bai Xiao, although kneeling would be out of the question. Foreigners do have the concept of kneeling in certain circumstances though.

Zhang Huan was watching Bai Xiao, and Bai Xiao was looking at Zhang Huan. Smith could hardly believe it.

For a world-class surgeon to openly admit his mistake—it’s not something the average person can do. Any master surgeon usually prides themselves and wouldn’t reveal even a minor flaw.

Yet Smith actually did.

"Dr. Smith, through mutual exchanges, we can both explore and learn more in medicine. Every field requires continuous research and improvement." Bai Xiao also greatly admired Smith. Whether it was due to urgency or other reasons, the courage to admit a mistake deserves to be respected—it sets an example for others.

"Dr. Bai, I truly hope you can come to America for academic exchanges. Many advanced technologies require collaborative exchanges to open new frontiers in medicine. Your medical expertise and age correlate well, and I deeply admire your skills, to the extent that it’s beyond words. Talents like you, especially geniuses, deserve better resources. We can provide you with an environment conducive to research and academic development, giving you the space to fully utilize your capabilities."

Smith was absolutely sincere—what country wouldn’t desire such talents?

Especially given Bai Xiao’s background, which they were well aware of! During their first meeting, Bai Xiao was still a surgical novice, yet she displayed astonishing talent, transitioning from a beginner to proficient in surgery in less than three months.

This kind of talent truly commands respect.

Unperturbed, Zhang Huan stepped in to separate Smith, "Dr. Smith, my junior is very tired, and you also need to rest. It’s better for everyone to take a coffee break."

What a joke—this is his mentor’s most prized disciple. Thinking of poaching her? He clearly doesn’t know who he’s up against!

Bai Xiao smiled, "Dr. Smith, I’m very satisfied with my current learning environment and have no plans for exchanges at the moment. Perhaps in the future! Academic exchanges will certainly happen, but maybe the next one will be on our Chinese soil. You could come to us and exchange ideas, where we can speak freely. Medicine has no limits." She had no intention of going, nor would she consider it.

However, the day her country’s medical field becomes strong enough for others to learn from on her homeland—that will be the direction of her country’s medical development.

Bai Xiao had also discovered the path for her special ability. The areas where her ability could be applied were far broader than she had ever imagined. Previously, her vision had been too narrow.

This time, she found her direction.

Bai Xiao returned to Dr. Xue’s office. All she could think about was recreating in her mind the surgical process from earlier.

Every aspect, every detail could serve as a model for future practitioners as a form of experience.

Everything in her mind might even benefit others.

Bai Xiao bent over her desk, pen and paper in hand, and began crafting a richly detailed surgical report.

An hour later, when Dr. Xue and Zhang Huan came looking for Bai Xiao, they saw her deeply engrossed in work.

Dr. Xue and Zhang Huan flipped through the report Bai Xiao had written—shocked beyond belief. The level of detail rivaled the most comprehensive video recordings; every procedure unfolded before them as if in real-time, even down to pinpoint precision in finer data units. Every problem encountered during surgery had been meticulously listed.

Especially the diagrams, which were so precise and thorough it was astonishing.

Dr. Xue’s face flushed with excitement. Tugging on Zhang Huan, they stood behind Bai Xiao and carefully observed her work, knowing this represented hope for the future of medicine.

The two silently departed, unwilling to disturb Bai Xiao, who remained so engrossed she didn’t even notice their presence.

Once outside, tears streamed down Dr. Xue’s face, leaving Zhang Huan entirely at a loss.

"Professor! Professor! Please don’t do this!"

Doctors and nurses passing by were startled.

Dr. Xue was crying?

People gave him a wide berth.

Not many could make Dr. Xue, the "big demon king," cry—Zhang Huan was impressive!

Many silently gave Zhang Huan a mental thumbs-up.

"Zhang Huan! You don’t understand how thrilled I am. Discovering a once-in-a-millennium talent like her is so incredibly important! You must understand, our medical level is always constrained within certain limits and unable to break through! It’s not just our technology that trails behind—but also our talent.

If we had more talents like Bai Xiao, imagine how our medical standards could advance, how we could stand tall within the global medical community. Zhang Huan, you must spare no effort in nurturing your junior. A talent like her must never be wasted. My greatest wish in this lifetime is to see our medical field grow stronger."

Of course, Zhang Huan understood his mentor’s intentions. Compared to other countries, they were still lagging in many ways. But with talents and financial support, they could nurture top-level experts as well. Especially someone like Bai Xiao—so dedicated to learning with an extraordinary ability to retain and recall information. Doctors like her are true gems!