Surgery Godfather-Chapter 551 - 501: Patient Number One

Director Duan gave it a second thought.

Experience?

It seems Dr. Yang had never used the Gamma Knife apart from Sisi’s surgery and teaching him how to perform the myomectomy.

Speaking of myomectomy, Dr. Yang’s specialty, it has nothing to do with it.

However, when it came to teaching him myomectomy techniques, Dr. Yang was incredibly skilled.

Could he have performed myomectomy with the Gamma Knife at his previous hospital? As far as Director Duan knew, the City People’s Hospital has not yet introduced the Gamma Knife.

Director Duan paused for a moment, admitting to himself, some things were beyond his comprehension.

The surgeries Dr. Yang performed at Sanbo Hospital were often high-risk and challenging. Surely he couldn’t have performed all of them frequently in the past?

How old was he? How many years had he been practicing medicine? How long had he been performing surgeries?

A genius, a true genius!

Only this explanation could simplify everything.

Director Duan suddenly felt ecstatic, as if he had met the rumored benefactor leading him toward a smooth journey in life.

Snapping back to reality, he immediately squeezed over and blocked Yang Ping who was about to assist Sisi: "Let me do it, let me do it, take a rest for a while."

Then he delicately helped Sisi into the wheelchair, speaking gently to Sisi: "Little girl, take it slow, don’t rush, how are you feeling, any discomfort?"

Sisi shook her head, and licked her dry lips: "I am fine, nothing’s wrong."

"Fetch a cup of warm water from the dispenser, soak a cotton swab in it and moisturize Sisi’s lips," Director Duan instructed the nurse. However, the nurse was a bit slow to react, so he immediately performed this task himself.

Preoperative fasting, along with the use of drugs to suppress the secretion of respiratory tract glands, had left Sisi’s lips extremely dry. But after general anesthesia, she couldn’t drink water immediately and so a simple way to moisturize her lips was the only option.

"Let me do it!"

Yang Ping took the moist cotton swab from Director Duan, gently moistened Sisi’s lips, making her feel much more comfortable.

This minor issue was nothing for a strong young girl like Sisi.

Director Gao appeared at the doorway.

"Shoes! Shoes!"

Everyone had forgotten about the shoes. As soon as Director Gao entered, without any hint of superiority as a department director, he quickly picked up Sisi’s shoes and squatted down to help her put them on.

He had heard that Sisi was having surgery today, so he also found time to check in on her.

Sisi was Dr. Yang’s first patient.

If Dr. Yang cared so much about her, they naturally would follow suit.

Yang Ping received the wheelchair from Little Five: "Let me push it!"

Accompanied by everyone, Yang Ping pushed Sisi to the Surgical Research Institute. Along the way, everyone chatted and laughed easily, and Sisi was made to giggle as well.

The hospital area was bustling with hurried passers-by, including patients, relatives, and various salespeople. Some were walking, some were seated in wheelchairs, and some were lying on stretchers.

People were gathered in the pavilion, the hallway, and under the trees. Some were leaning against the wall with a blank expression, holding a report card, their faces pale; some were making calls, shouting with joy: "It’s benign, the biopsy is benign;" others were squatting on the ground smoking, apparently a family discussing hospitalization expenses.

At the entrance of the Surgical Research Institute, the brass plaque was very eye-catching in the sunlight. Originally, Dean Xia and Director Han put up this special plaque to allow Yang Ping’s free development.

To get this plaque, Dean Xia had to face a lot of opposition and then do a lot of internal and external work to achieve his wish.

In other large tertiary hospitals, especially teaching hospitals, without a professor of an academician level, one would not even dream of hanging such a plaque, let alone skew the resources toward Yang Ping.

A young attending physician who has only been working for a few years wouldn’t catch anyone’s eye.

Therefore, Yang Ping had a special affection for Sanbo Hospital.

At present, for Yang Ping, a relaxed environment was the most valuable aspect.

He liked to work freely, carrying out his plans step by step.

He didn’t even want others to meddle in his affairs, as many things were hard to explain and even if explained, it would be hard for others to understand.

Dean Xia and Director Han were such people. They only did their utmost to provide resources without interfering with Yang Ping’s clinical or research plans.

Because they understood that ordinary people couldn’t possibly comprehend a genius’s thoughts, let alone evaluate or identify them.

If they tried to interfere with a genius’s research work, it would be akin to a layman hindering a professional, which would only lead to disastrous results.

As long as Yang Ping didn’t break legal and ethical rules, he was free to do as he pleased.

Upon returning to the department, Yang Ping transferred Sisi back to the ward. He then had a short chat with Director Gao and Director Duan.

Because of his uterine fibroids cases, Director Duan had been affectionately termed "Woman’s Friend". He was glad to accept this nickname that served the purpose of a business card.

Director Gao’s Sports Medicine Centre was developing very quickly, already ranking second in Nandu Province. Given time, it could even surpass the first-ranked Nandu Affiliated Hospital One.

Director Gao was a determined man with big ambitions. His goal was not to be the first in Nandu Province, but the entire country. Regardless of whether he could achieve this grand goal in his career, he was always striving.

Even if one generation couldn’t achieve it, he could lay a solid foundation for the next chief to charge forward.

He was extremely generous with the young doctors in his department, teaching them hands-on, and also sending young doctors to the United States and Japan for training.

Of course, the plans for training in Japan were still in progress, and thanks to the assistance from Robert, the trip to the United States had successfully arranged a stay at the Specialist Orthopedics Hospital in New York.