Surgery Godfather-Chapter 554 - 502: Pineapple Cake

Yang Ping had a strong impression of the Mirror Man case and had tried to design a surgery plan for it in his mind before. Therefore, he quickly sketched it out on paper.

For surgical plans, the expressiveness of drawings far exceeds that of words.

Looking at the sketch he drew, Yang Ping fell into deep thought.

Very few doctors in the world have the experience to perform surgery on a displaced heart, especially one with severe congenital deformities.

Even top cardiac surgeons like Professor Li Zehui would have difficulty in applying their past experiences, given these circumstances.

Without him noticing, Xiao Su was already standing at the door. She knocked gently, then entered with a smile to help tidy up the office.

If it wasn’t for Xiao Su’s regular help, this office would definitely be a mess.

Perhaps due to his immersion in medicine, Yang Ping often lacked attention to these life details; he was even too lazy to bother with these minor things.

The office desk needed tidying, the tea needed changing, the tea utensils needed cleaning-

The lady who was brought up in a well-off family was very skilled at these tasks.

Perhaps she was just spoiled, but not pampered.

"Are you free next weekend?" Xiao Su asked while tidying up.

Yang Ping nodded: "Yes."

"How about having dinner at my house?" Xiao Su asked, a bit shyly.

Yang Ping was stunned. It was time to meet her parents, a day which was bound to come, eventually.

Having been dating Xiao Su for this long, he was familiar with Professor Su and Su Nanchen. However, he had not yet formally met her parents as the future son-in-law of the Su Family. The more he thought about it, the more nervous he became.

"What? You don’t have time?" Xiao Su waited for Yang Ping’s answer.

Yang Ping immediately replied: "I do, I definitely do!"

Gifts, what about the gifts? Yang Ping suddenly rememberd. Such a formal occasion came so suddenly, he wasn’t prepared at all.

"Why the rush? My parents have mentioned a few times for you to come to our house for dinner." Xiao Su chuckled.

Yang Ping didn’t know why he was a bit flustered and stuttered: "I haven’t prepared anything. I need to plan in advance. Gifts, gifts, what should I prepare?"

What a headache!

"Don’t be nervous. I’ve already prepared the gifts. Just follow me, you don’t need to spend too much time on this. You’re very familiar with my father and brother." Xiao Su tidied up the books and materials on the office table.

She arranged them according to Yang Ping’s preferences and habits, putting materials he often needed to read within easy reach.

"That won’t do. I’m visiting your house, and you’re helping me prepare gifts. There’s no sincerity in that. I need to prepare something myself." Yang Ping’s mind was racing, but he found that his memory in this area was insufficient, leaving him at a loss.

"Oh come on, the gift is just a formality, don’t stress over it." A cup of hot tea was placed in front of Yang Ping. Xiao Su walked behind him, massaging his neck and shoulders to help him relax.

"I’ve got it, how about we bake a box of pineapple cakes ourselves? I’m sure my grandparents, and my parents will love them." Xiao Su’s gentle touch made Yang Ping feel extremely comfortable.

Yang Ping hesitated: "That’s a good idea, but -- I don’t know how to bake?"

If he could train that in the system space, he would go there and become a master traditional pastry chef.

But this is a medical system, where there isn’t anything like that to train, putting Yang Ping in a tight spot.

"It’s okay that I know how, just do as I say and follow my instructions. We’ll surely make some top-quality pineapple cakes. I’ve even listed the ingredients and know where to buy the best ones." Xiao Su reassured Yang Ping.

Yang Ping felt much more relieved, it was indeed a good idea.

Made by the two of them, this gift would be the best representation of their feelings.

"If you say so, I’ll do it, even if that means grinding beans," Yang Ping grabbed Xiao Su’s tender hand.

Xiao Su playfully retorted, "But you don’t need beans for pineapple tarts!"

"Anyway, I’ll do whatever you tell me to!"

"That’s my good boy!"

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"Are they wild ones from the Changbai Mountain? And there’s a pair?"

"Boss Cheng, rest assured. These are worth millions. They can’t be fake. As a connoisseur, you’d know as soon as you inspect them."

"Get them to me as fast as possible."

"The items are not with me right now, they’re in Baishan, Jilin. I can’t just SF Express such a valuable item, can I? It’d be best if I deliver it myself."

"The faster, the better. I don’t care how you do it, even if I have to charter a flight. The shipping costs are on me. But, mind you, the items must not be damaged, or I’ll refuse delivery."

"I know, Old Cheng. Don’t you know how I operate by now?"

Huang Jiacai rushed in hurriedly, and plopped down on the sofa in Old Cheng’s office.

"Have a seat!" Old Cheng hung up the phone.

"What’s the rush?" Huang Jiacai poured himself a cup of tea.

"I got some news from Jilin. They found a pair of wild ginseng in the side peak of Changbai Mountain Range. Each is about 200 grams fresh, around 60 grams dry, almost a meter long, over a hundred years old. A pair! What luck!" Old Cheng was overjoyed, clenching his fist and pounding it into his palm.

"Really? Or is it a fake?" Huang Jiacai was skeptical, as such things are very rare.

Old Cheng waved his hand, "This surely can’t be fake. You can deceive others, but not me. Besides, I know the medicinal herb dealer inside out. He’d gotten an even larger one before, over two hundred years old, and he sold it for over 3 million yuan."

"I heard that next weekend, Doctor Yang is going to the Su Family for a formal meeting with the parents?" Huang Jiacai sought confirmation.

Old Cheng nodded, "The news is absolutely reliable. You guessed it right. The gift he’s bringing is homemade pineapple tarts. Zhang Lin, the big mouth, was quite accurate with his intel, wasn’t he?"

"That’s his talent. He squeezed it out of Zhou Can. Xiao Su and Zhou Can have been really close. Xiao Su has been trying to learn how to make pineapple tarts from an old, famous pastry maker for quite some time. Seems like they really are planning to make pineapple tarts as a gift this time." Huang Jiacai stroked his chin confidently.

"How’s the preparation for the items I asked you to handle?" Huang Jiacai inquired.

Old Cheng patted his chest, "Rest assured. Those egg-laying hens are being raised like Wagyu cows, fed the best grains and serenaded with music every day. They even get regular massages."

"I custom ordered the white sugar from an old, famous brand. The rest is as you instructed. Everything is according to plan. President Huang, you sure know how to handle things, eh?" Boss Cheng gave a thumbs up.

Huang Jiacai replied calmly, "Once you get your hands on the ginseng, keep it for the time being. We can use it as our wedding gift when they get married."

"Why? Such a good thing would be perfect as a gift when Doctor Yang first visits. Why else would I be in such a hurry to get them delivered?" Old Cheng was confused.

Huang Jiacai shook his head, "You know what kind of person Doctor Yang is, don’t you? He’s diligent in his work, but in his personal life, he dislikes trouble! It wouldn’t be suitable for him to bring such a valuable item as a gift. The Su family comes from a scholarly background. They don’t care about such things. A box of pineapple tarts as a gift is more than enough. We should focus more on their future wedding. Let’s not reveal the ginseng yet, and save it for the wedding."

"I will follow your advice!" Old Cheng ceased arguing.

In Old Cheng’s eyes, Huang Jiacai was a shrewd and insightful character, prone to strikingly accurate predictions.

"Doctor Yang is due to go to Yemen soon for his flying knife surgery. He asked us to arrange it. The country isn’t very stable. I am pondering how to handle this situation." Huang Jiacai frowned.

"That place, they’re still at war, right? No, we can’t let him go!" Old Cheng shook his head emphatically.

Huang Jiacai took a sip of tea, "I was thinking, maybe we could find a way to bring the patient here. That would solve the safety issue. But things are not that simple."

"The invitation from Professor Li Zehui in Cleveland? That guy who can barely talk in Chinese? Just reject him outright."