Surgery Godfather-Chapter 568 - 516: Faith Rises

In the afternoon, Yang Ping discussed the surgical plan once again with Professor Li Zehui in his private office.

The plan had to be repeatedly communicated and refined among the team, making every detail crystal clear.

The anesthesiologist and perfusionist flown in from American Cleveland Medical Center also sat by and listened in.

Unlike Dodge, these two hadn’t allowed prejudice to cloud their judgment. They had heard that Dodge had reported Li Zehui’s actions to the Professional Committee before they arrived.

This Professional Committee was very cautious in intervening with doctors, especially top-tier ones like Li Zehui. He had no prior offenses, no bad records, a good reputation as per the medical database, and an incredibly low failure rate for operations. There was no reason for the committee to suddenly intervene in his work.

Even if Li Zehui failed in the surgery, the Professional Committee could not interfere. They would need to examine all of Li Zehui’s surgical records. If his failure rate was within the average range of his peers, which doesn’t exceed a certain limit, it would be acceptable. Nobody can guarantee 100% success in surgery.

Only if his failure rate significantly exceeded the warning limit, the Professional Committee could initiate an intervention, applying to the Medical Association for an investigation. Only then would the Medical Association begin investigating Li Zehui.

But an investigation doesn’t necessarily yield adverse results. Experts from the Medical Association would analyze each of Li Zehui’s failed cases. If the cases where he was the chief surgeon were more complex than others, and he was tackling medical enigmas, his operations would be considered reasonable.

Only if he was found guilty of professional negligence, was unfit for surgery, or had an obvious mental or psychological defect, Li Zehui would be suspended from performing surgery and further in-depth investigation would follow.

Out of respect for Li Zehui, the anesthesiologist and perfusionist took Yang Ping’s explanation very seriously.

They found that this orthopedic surgeon’s knowledge of anesthesia and perfusion was not inferior to theirs, and many of his predictions and solutions for potential issues were astonishing.

Judging by experience, this orthopedic surgeon surely had extensive experience in cardiac surgery; otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to have such in-depth knowledge.

After all, some things can only be learned through practice.

They had to believe that this orthopedic surgeon was indeed extraordinary; otherwise, it wouldn’t be possible for a cautious and shrewd person like Li Zehui to casually ask him to perform the operation.

As for Li Zehui, the deeper his interactions went with Yang Ping, the more he affirmed that his decision was right. For this baby from Yemen, he had found the perfect person for the job.

Meanwhile, Dodge, Odd Orelli, and Melvin Mason, the trio sat in the public office and gathered a group of people by their side.

They adopted Melvin Mason’s despicable idea to let the Chinese doctor perform the surgery with no interference, wait for his inevitable failure, and then ruthlessly excoriate him. They would make him regret his actions and pay the price.

How could the operation Dodge failed to complete be completed by him?

Cardiac surgery was not a child’s play; one couldn’t possibly possess the required surgical capability without years of experience.

They had seen many boisterous doctors.

The pitifully small amount of cardiac surgeries that Sanbo Hospital handled annually was not enough to support an excellent cardiac surgeon.

To be able to perform surgery on a baby from Yemen, it would have to be the finest cardiac surgeon. Even then, the outcome would be uncertain.

"Is the surgery scheduled for tomorrow?"

Melvin Mason seemed worried.

What he feared the most was that if Dodge suffered a downfall here and Odd Orelli couldn’t survive, he would have to slink away.

That way, he would lose a substantial income.

Who would think they have too much money?

"No, we will intervene."

Dodge was looking for the right moment. If they stirred things up before the surgery and then criticized the surgeon afterwards, it would appear more natural. This would make everyone believe that Dodge was a righteous man and his actions were solely in the name of justice.

"We can’t wait. This afternoon, we will make life difficult for that orthopedic bloke."

Odd Orelli acted like Dodge’s goon, itching to take action.

Dodge, however, was indecisive. He had experienced Yang Ping’s sharpness at the case discussions. He was unable to tear him down but instead ended up being rendered speechless by Yang Ping’s counterquestions.

While everyone was deliberating, a tall figure entered through the door.

Dodge recognized the man - it was Red Nosed Robert, just as he’d heard.

"Haha, buddy, you look a bit off-color? Who’s the lady that did this to you?"

Seeing his amusing old schoolmate, Robert immediately opened his arms for a hug. Without this old schoolmate, Robert’s college life would have been incredibly dull.

"Weren’t you treating a prince from Saudi Arabia?"

The two hugged each other and patted each other’s backs.

For some reason, whenever Dodge saw Robert, he felt three points inferior. Even involuntary perspiration appeared on his face; it was the shadow of his student days. His greatest fear was seeing this Red Nosed Robert.

As a world-renowned expert in sports medicine, Robert was quite famous in this hospital because the Saudi royal family often sought his services.

The royal family didn’t need heart transplants, but they frequently injured their joints due to horse riding, golf, sailing, and other such sports, hence they often sought treatment from Robert.

This made Robert very well connected in high society and gave him a powerful status.

Fresh off the plane, the energetic Robert, after sorting out matters at the Department of Sports Medicine, naturally came to have some fun with his old schoolmate. A fencing match or a boxing match would do.

After the hug, Robert found a seat and sat down.

Doctors from the sides frequently cast envious glances his way. Everyone knew that this doctor was a regular on America’s Richest Doctors List. His visits to Saudi Arabia were not like those of most doctors who came seeking fortune. He came to experience life.

He was not in need of money. His exceptional medical skills and outstanding business acumen had made him very wealthy.

"I heard you were being bullied? Who dares to bully the old number two from Harvard?" Robert had a bossy attitude and seemed ready to stick up for Dodge.

"You can’t help with this."

Dodge hated people calling him the old number two, but when Robert said it, he didn’t feel annoyed at all.

Back then, in front of Robert, he was always number two.

If Robert were a cardiac surgeon, perhaps this omnipotent guy could have taken revenge for him. Unfortunately, he was an orthopedic surgeon.

Yes, he was an orthopedic surgeon.

Dodge immediately realized and said with regret, "Orthopedic surgeons really have the skill, even coming to Saudi Arabia to perform heart surgery."

"The rumor I just heard in the elevator is true, is it? That a orthopedic surgeon stole Dodge’s operation?" asked Robert.

Dodge seemed to concede.

"Alright, it is indeed interesting. An orthopedic surgeon crossing into cardiac surgery, unheard of. I get it now, where is he? For the honor of Harvard, it seems that I must intervene." Robert was genuinely curious about this person who had bullied his senior. If he was an orthopedic surgeon, they might genuinely have a confrontation.

The situation was indeed absurd. The heart surgery of Harvard’s number two had been seized by an orthopedic surgeon, which was baffling.

Dodge seemed to see a glimmer of hope. If this guy was willing to help, the situation would definitely take a complete turn.

Regardless of his intelligence or his status here.

This guy was invincible and omnipotent.

"Let’s not talk about my affairs for now, is Rongge okay?"

Dodge asked about a classmate from the past, Rongge, who was also at the New York Special Surgery Hospital.

Back then, they were the main players of the rugby team, representing the school team in all-American college rugby leagues, charging all the way till they finally won the championship. It was one of their rare cooperations, most of the time they were in competition.

"He’s doing very well. I invited him to Saudi Arabia, but he refused. You know, after surviving a plane accident, he doesn’t dare to fly anymore." Robert responded.

"Where is the maverick, let me meet him!" Robert was full of confidence and didn’t want to talk about anything else at the moment.

"I will definitely teach him a severe lesson and let him crawl back home humiliated." Robert’s tone was full of pride.

At this moment, Yang Ping was entering the office with Li Zehui’s company.

Robert recognized Yang Ping from a distance. He rubbed his eyes. Wasn’t that his mentor - Dr. Yang?

Why is he here? Yes, it was him!

Robert immediately straightened his clothes and buttoned up the top button of his T-shirt. In Robert’s heart, Yang Ping was more than a teacher, almost a religious figure. Seeing Yang Ping, his heart would involuntarily be filled with admiration.

Even if Robert was cynical, even if Robert was more than ten years older than Yang Ping, even if Robert was a world-renowned expert, at this moment, upon seeing Yang Ping, he felt like a primary school student meeting the head of instruction.

"It’s him!"

Dodge reminded Robert.

By this time, Robert couldn’t hear what Dodge was saying. He immediately stood up with swift and standard movements.

The person who was approaching was his idol. Robert greeted him respectfully in Chinese, "Dr. Yang, hello, how come you are here?"

Yang Ping was surprised to see someone standing in front of him so courteously. Looking closely, it was surprising - Robert.

The world is so small. After so long apart in America, he now unexpectedly ran into Robert in Saudi Arabia. How miraculous.

"Robert?"

"It’s me! Dr. Yang, what’s happening here?"

Standing in front of Yang Ping, Robert was always half-bowing, adopting an extraordinarily humble posture.

Now he had completely lost the aura of a proud American. He looked more like a restrained Japanese.

What on earth!

What on earth happened?

Dodge could hardly believe the scene before him. Is that Robert? Is that the Robert who has always been suppressing him?

The proud Robert, the overbearing Robert, the Robert who dismisses everything else.

Just now he was still full of bluster, but now he looks like he’s trying to please, standing in front of Yang Ping with the utmost respect.

What on earth happened? The strange scene left Dodge completely dumbfounded, his mind a mess.

"Sit down and talk!"

Yang Ping sat down, Li Zehui and others also sat down. Robert didn’t dare sit. He wasn’t sure if his previous words had been heard by Yang Ping. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto his face.

He was afraid of losing this professional mentor who was simply omnipotent. It’s hard to even ingratiate with him. Rongge has always been trying to learn something from Yang Ping. Despite his efforts, he never stepped foot into Yang Ping’s circle.

Rongge, who is now afraid to get on a plane, has asked several times to go to Sanbo Hospital and learn arthroplasty from Yang Ping, but Yang Ping said he didn’t have time to teach him yet.

But Robert could talk to Yang Ping directly and ask him for advice on surgery.

That was such a huge honor!

Yang Ping was at the peak of the world. No one knew better than Robert.

Robert treasured this fortune granted by God. For this, he went all around to learn the way of teacher-student relationships in the East.

But just now, he was making threats against his most respected mentor in a very rude language. Now, he wished he could slap himself and find a crack to slip into.

"Dr. Yang, I’ll stand, it’s okay for me to stand."

As Robert was speaking, he observed the changes in Yang Ping’s expression.

Did he hear what he said just now?