Surgery Godfather-Chapter 431 - 0398 The Earth is Round
Chapter 431: Chapter 0398 The Earth is Round
Chapter 431: Chapter 0398 The Earth is Round
Originally, Professor Robert had planned to set up a meeting between Doctor Yang and the patients at the Long Island Clinic. However, considering Doctor Yang’s long flight and potential fatigue, they wanted to reduce any unnecessary hassle.
So, they decided to set up the patients at the International Center of the Special Surgery Hospital.
The staff at the International Center’s guest service department had already gathered the five patients in the international outpatient lobby, waiting for Doctor Yang’s arrival.
Under the company of Manager Qian, Junhao’s family was also sitting in the lobby waiting.
The other patients were American NBA basketball players, NFL football players, and Cornell University basketball players. There was also a child named Andrew, accompanied by Camilla.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, Professor Robert’s mentor, Doctor Yang has arrived at our hospital. He is currently visiting the operation room and will be here soon. The esteemed professor is very diligent, and he needs to discuss with you personally, ask about your medical history, conduct physical examinations, and analyze imaging pictures. Please cooperate. Also, if you have any questions, you can ask him directly. It’s extremely hard to get Doctor Yang here, consider yourself lucky. He is the only doctor in the world who can let you return to the sports arena.” The lady at the guest department provided a heads-up to everyone.
Manager Qian didn’t pay much attention to whether the surname Yang was of Chinese descent. As Robert’s tutor, it was undoubtedly a master of masters.
“Professor Robert’s mentor is about to arrive, and he will personally see these patients.” Manager Qian asked everyone to be calm.
“American professors are so responsible. Such a high-ranking professor sees the patients personally before surgery.” Mrs. Bao was very impressed.
“There is only one professor in the world who can perform Junhao’s surgery now. He is the chief surgeon of this type of surgery. Not only can Junhao recover his ability to walk normally after the surgery, but he can also return to the field. If someone else performed this surgery, Junhao would struggle to walk in the future. He can walk with crutches now, but in a year or two, when the cartilage wears out, it will hurt every time he walks.” Manager Qian intentionally highlighted some critical information to show the importance of his efforts.
Mrs. Bao was delighted, “Junhao is so lucky. If he underwent surgery in China, he would definitely be disabled. That would be problematic for the rest of his life.”
Young Master Bao stopped playing his mobile game and moved his neck, with a cracking sound. He looked up at the glass door. The professor hadn’t arrived yet.
Everyone was waiting quietly. Sitting with these genuine sports stars, Young Master Bao felt insecure, and he occasionally stole glances at the NBA basketball player in front of him.
Young Master Bao looked around and found the English words “INTERNIONAL CENTER” above the door frame confusing. It was such a long English word.
Then he sent a few WeChat messages to a girlfriend and posted a few photos on Moment.
Waiting at the world’s top orthopedic hospital to meet the sports medicine master. Who do you think the person in front of me is? Guess!
The post was accompanied by a secretly-taken picture of an NBA star from behind.
There was the sound of people talking from the distance, growing closer and closer, and the staff from the guest services immediately stood by the door, which was open.
Surrounded by a slew of professors in suits and leather shoes, the revered tutor finally appeared.
Out of respect, all seated patients and their companions stood up. Young Master Bao also got up.
The respected professor turned out to be a relatively young Chinese, full of energy and elegance.
Because the patients in the front were towering and blocked the view, Mrs. Bao and Young Master Bao didn’t see much. They only noticed that he seemed to have an Asian face.
Once everyone was seated, Mrs. Bao felt something was not right. This Asian professor seemed familiar, as if she had seen him before.
There was a row of chairs set up at the upper end of the patient tables. Professor Robert and others accompanied Yang Ping to sit down.
“Gentlemen and Ladies, I apologize for the long wait. The respected Doctor Yang flew over thirty hours straight from China to perform your surgeries. I propose a round of applause for Doctor Yang’s dedication.” After Robert finished talking, he respectfully led the applause, prompting a round of applause throughout the room.
Mrs. Bao could not understand English and kept staring at Dr. Yang. Her mind was like a temporary memory lapse, trying to remember something but unable to recall instantly.
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The distance was significant, and Doctor Yang was wearing a white gown at the time. Now he was in a suit and shirt, and considering the occasion in the United States, Mrs. Bao still couldn’t remember.
“Manager Qian!” Mrs. Bao asked quietly.
Manager Qian was talking to Bao Yulou and turned around, lowering his voice, “What’s the matter, ma’am?”
“Could you ask where this professor is from and what his name is?” Mrs. Bao was very nervous.
Manager Qian replied, “He was just introduced, Doctor Yang from China.”
From China. Manager Qian didn’t pay attention just now, but now he found it a bit surprising.
From China? Isn’t this supposed to be from a Chinese-American? Doctor Yang?
Doctor Yang! Doctor Yang! Doctor Yang!
Mrs. Bao repeated the name in her heart, and suddenly there was light in her mind. Isn’t this Doctor Yang from Sanbo Hospital? She had an argument with him.
It can’t be right? How could it be possible? It’s absolutely impossible.
But the appearance and size indeed looked similar, and his last name was Yang. Mrs. Bao started to feel nervous.
It’s impossible. That awful doctor from Sanbo Hospital, who came here for further study, might not have been wanted by anyone. How could he possibly be Professor Robert’s mentor? How could he?
Mrs. Bao had been just a little nervous, but now she was all over the place.
“Go and ask him his name and what hospital he’s from.” Mrs. Bao felt a lump in her chest, it couldn’t be mere coincidence, could it?
It wasn’t quite appropriate to go ask for this information at this time, but when Mrs. Bao issued the command, Manager Qian had no choice but to comply.
Manager Qian surveyed the doctors in the hall, noticed that one of Professor Robert’s assistants was free, made his move discreetly, walked over to him, and inquired about the professor’s background.
China Sanbo Hospital, Doctor Yang Ping.
When Manager Qian returned and informed Mrs. Bao, her body jolted as if she had been electrocuted out of shock. How was this possible?
From this distance, it was hard to see the details of his face, but there was no mistaking it, it was indeed that doctor.
Such a young, Chinese doctor from Sanbo Hospital… how could he be Professor Robert’s guide? This was, after all, the world’s top-ranked orthopedic hospital, and Robert was a prominent master in sports medicine. What was wrong? Something didn’t add up.
Still, the thing was, all these doctors, Robert included, were paying the utmost respect to the young man sitting there. Even those star athletes were waiting for his surgery.
“What’s wrong? You look ill.” Bao Yulou noted that his wife’s face had turned as pale as cooked liver.
Mrs. Bao muttered somewhat incoherently, “You– come out for a moment.”
She called out to Junhao, who was engrossed in his video game. Mrs. Bao wanted to slap him, but the setting didn’t permit it.
Manager Qian noticed the strange expression on Mrs. Bao’s face and instantly sensed something was wrong. He quickly patted Junhao, who looked up impatiently. Manager Qian pointed at Mrs. Bao, causing Junhao to submit immediately after seeing his mother’s face.
The group followed Mrs. Bao out of the sitting area, only to be approached by a staff member who informed them that Dr. Yang was about to start accepting patients.
Manager Qian quickly explained that their number is later, and they were stepping away to discuss some private matter. The staff member urged them to make it quick.
Once they were a bit farther from the entrance, Mrs. Bao weakly said, “This doctor is Doctor Yang from Sanbo Hospital.”
“Which Doctor Yang?” Bao Yulou asked in confusion, trying to understand her seemingly random sentence.
“Which one?! It’s him with whom Junhao and I quarreled, the one I demanded an apology from,” Mrs. Bao said, her face alternating between flushes of red and white.
Bao Yulou looked back towards the entrance, he had never met Doctor Yang, so he asked Junhao: “Is that even possible? He’s Professor Robert’s mentor.”
Junhao, whose mind was previously distracted by his video game, hadn’t paid much attention to the professor. He stared blankly at his mother.
“What are you doing all day? Can’t you recognize a person? Is he Dr. Yang?” Mrs. Bao sought final confirmation.
Manager Qian was puzzled about their fuss. What did it matter who he was? Since Professor Robert introduced him, it shouldn’t be an issue. But indeed, from China… this situation had unexpectedly taken a complete roundabout.
“What do we do?” Mrs. Bao asked.
“That can’t be, are you sure? Manager Qian, you go and ask again,” Bao Yulou said in disbelief, the situation was just too absurd.
Within a few minutes, Manager Qian came back from asking again: “China Sanbo Hospital, Dr. Yang Ping.”
Damn it, really from Sanbo Hospital. That must mean it’s Dr. Yang. As panic took over Mrs. Bao, she groaned, “How can I be so unlucky to run into him after traveling half the globe? I could’ve never seen this coming.”
“What do we do? What do we do?” Now Mrs. Bao felt as though a cat was clawing around within her chest, causing panic and distress.
“You’re saying, the professor is Dr. Yang from Sanbo?” Young Master Bao furrowed his brows.
“What’s going on in your head, why is it taking you so long to figure this out?” Mrs. Bao felt an urge to swear.
“Keep your voice down. This isn’t the time to scold the child, let’s go back inside,” Bao Yulou reminded her.
“Let’s leave. We shouldn’t go back in,” Mrs. Bao said through gritted teeth.
Bao Yulou disagreed: “Leave? Are you joking? Didn’t you hear? He’s the only doctor who can heal Junhao’s leg. Otherwise, why would Robert go through so much trouble to invite him? Those athletes are also waiting for him. Do you want Junhao not to be treated and become a cripple?”
Bao Yulou was still thinking rationally. They had to face the music and go back in, seeing things one step at a time. This wasn’t a bitter feud; there must be a way around this.
Yet, Bao Yulou too couldn’t wrap his head around it all – a young doctor from Sanbo Hospital- Robert’s mentor- the esteemed guest at a specialized surgical hospital in New York. The situation just didn’t seem to align, but it was apparent from the respect he was shown that there was no mistake.
“Well, let’s go back in. I’ve told you all to be more modest and not to make a fuss over trivial matters, but you never listen. Now you’re tasting the bitter fruit. And you, always so irritable, threatening to ruin this person, to ruin that person, now you know the trouble you’ve caused, right?” Bao Yulou murmured reproachfully.
“Dad, my leg absolutely can’t end up crippled,” Junhao dragged his twisted leg, his face without cheer.
Mrs. Bao looked at her pitiful son: “Bao Yulou, why are you being so harsh?”
“Let’s go in quickly, time waits for no one, I heard Dr. Yang is very busy,” Manager Qian defused the tense atmosphere.
Mrs. Bao stamped her foot: “So unlucky!”
Youg Master Bao limped behind, cursing his luck. Indeed, the world truly was round.
