Surgery Godfather-Chapter 584 - 532: The Impatient Dean

The largest hospital in Zufar is located in the capital of Serrai.

The next day, Mr. Aleph, the director of the capital’s hospital, received news that several of the world’s top surgeons had gathered in his hospital.

The director was overjoyed, especially when he learned that one of them was the chief surgeon of the Mirror Man surgery at the IMC Hospital in Jeddah, Saudi Arabia.

The director, a thoracic surgeon, is one of the elites in Oman’s medical sector. He had studied in Australia and a friend at Jeddah’s IMC Hospital told him about the surgery performed on a Yemeni baby.

So he knew about this rare surgery, he just didn’t expect that when he woke up, this legendary chief surgeon was now in his hospital.

Aleph immediately called the doctor who had provided the information into his office. This doctor was Oman’s doctor, who knew Li Zehui - his name was Ode. The director gave Ode a strict order --- retain this group of doctors for a few days.

The capital’s hospital will provide the best medical conditions for the Chinese injured. Though in some aspects it can’t compare with Jeddah’s IMC hospital, in others, Jeddah’s IMC hospital also can’t compete with the capital’s hospital.

In the end, the director decided to take the initiative. In the ICU doctor’s duty room, the director saw Yang Ping and Li Zehui who had just finished breakfast.

This director studied in Australia, so he speaks fluent English.

There was no time for Dr. Ode to introduce him.

The director was extremely excited and immediately shook Li Zehui’s hand: "Professor Yang from China, it’s a pleasure to meet you. The capital hospital will provide the best medical conditions for your injured patients and you will be free to fully supervise the treatment."

The director chattered incessantly.

Generally speaking, Jiddah in Saudi Arabia has serious air pollution, whereas here the air is fresh and this place is quiet and beautiful, closest to nature.

Whether it’s true or not, that’s what the director said.

Perhaps Yang Ping looked too young, so the director mistook him for the assistant.

The director also grasped Yang Ping’s hands: "Young man, stay as well, stay until the patient is out of danger. The air in Serrai is hundreds of times better than in Jiddah, it’s especially suitable for patient’s convalescence. Many people from Saudi Arabia specially come here for their recuperation. Our neighbors are in a state of conflict, but we are still peaceful and quiet, there is no sound of gunfire here."

"This is Professor Yang!"

Li Zehui finally got his hand away from the director and took the opportunity to clarify.

With an awkward expression, the director quickly apologized: "I see, I was too excited. I’m sorry, Professor Yang. Our ICU’s artificial heart-lung machine is the latest model, just imported. What Jiddah’s IMC Hospital has, we are not lacking. Besides, we have sufficient staff and beds. As you should know, Zheng He, an ancient Chinese navigator, once visited Serrai. We’ve been friends ever since."

Yang Ping thought, it would certainly be better if they could stay and not be transferred.

If what this director said is true, staying here would be a good thing.

"At least let the patient get out of the critical condition before being transported." The director insisted on their stay.

The director was eager to keep these top doctors, especially Yang Ping to give lectures and improve the technical strength of the hospital doctors. Although it might not make much difference in a short period of time, it could broaden the doctors’ horizon and enhance their concepts.

More importantly, it established a friendship, paving the way for the future development of the hospital.

These people were all considered top-notch, hard to invite under normal circumstances.

How could he let them go easily now?

All he needed was a few days, and besides giving lectures, there could be free clinics to establish friendships.

Then, Zufar’s capital hospital would receive reliable technical support, and the reputation would get out, leading to better and better development in the future.

The capital hospital has only more than four hundred beds, but it is considered a large hospital in Oman.

There are less than ten thousand beds in the whole of Oman, which might not match a single hospital in China.

For example, a certain hospital in China is known as the largest hospital in the world with more than ten thousand beds, surpassing the total number of beds in the whole of Oman.

But Serrai has a population of only ten thousand, comparable to the size of a town in China.

A city with a population of ten thousand, a hospital with four hundred beds can easily handle the medical tasks.

Zufar has a population of just over two hundred thousand, so the workload at several hospitals is very relaxed.

"Ode, how is breakfast coming along?"

The director is an impatient man, wanting to guide the professors to tour the hospital to showcase his strength after they had finished breakfast.

"We’ve already eaten!" Yang Ping had just finished breakfast.

"That’s good, oh, I should check on the injured. How are they?"

The director immediately took action. Donning his isolation gown, mask, and cap, he went to visit Datushun by his bedside in person.

Yang Ping, Li Zehui, and all other ICU doctors followed him.

Ershun was still unconscious, but his temperature was being managed physically with ice hats and blankets, and there was no significant problem.

Despite the increase in white blood cells, the procalcitonin concentration was within the normal range, which indicated that the fever was not caused by a systemic infection.

"Organize a specialized team to take care of this Chinese patient, go through green channels for all examinations, and try to conduct them as soon as the patient arrives," instructed the hospital director from the bedside. The head of the ICU personally led the formation of a medical team on the spot specifically to care for Ershun.

However, there seemed to be no other patients in the ICU. Besides Ershun, there was one other patient, who was loudly demanding porridge from the nurse.

The hospital director waved his hand and the head of the ICU approached. The director asked, "What’s the story with that patient who wants porridge? He seems to be fine?"

"He’s got high blood pressure-induced cerebral hemorrhage, bleeding in the basal ganglia area, but it’s only a few milliliters. He’s been here for three weeks and could be transferred back to the general ward," replied the ICU head with embarrassment.

This patient could have already been transferred out of ICU, but if he was, the ICU would look empty and that would not give a good impression. So he was kept around.

"In that case, let’s transfer him out," the director decided.

At least for now, the entire ICU could be given over to the Chinese patients, a feat that the Jeddah IMC hospital in Saudi Arabia could not have managed.

Free medical care is practiced in Oman, so patients don’t worry about money while undergoing treatment, which makes communication very straightforward.

They are willing to be transferred to whatever department is suggested, as long as they get better before going home.

However, the patient insisted that he would eat his porridge before leaving and wanted to walk back to the ordinary ward himself instead of being pushed in a bed.

The doctors and nurses promptly refused his unreasonable request.

"Professor Yang, look at our ICU beds, doctors and nurses - we have an abundance of them, unlike Jeddah. Now that the Chinese patient is post-operative, he needs an excellent recovery environment. That’s something we specialize in. There are several hospitals in the surrounding cities, all with ICU beds, so the pressure on medical resources is almost non-existent. Oh, and about the costs, we provide treatment for these injured patients free of charge, and about medications, we have all sorts. If we run short, we can request more from the Royal Hospital. The best course of action would be to keep the patient here until he is well enough to demand porridge, then he can leave," the hospital director talked at length, adjusting his glasses.

"Moreover, you can use your free time to help improve our medical skills. This would be beneficial for the people of Zufar and Oman. We desperately need advanced medical technologies from around the world. The people of Zufar and Oman will be grateful for your contribution," added the hospital director, shaking Professor Yang’s hand with enthusiasm.

Professor Yang was indeed impressed with the ICU facility. Its key advantage was that there was no pressure of limited medical staff or beds. He believed staying would indeed be advantageous for Ershun’s recovery.

Originally, the decision to go to Jeddah IMC Hospital was influenced by its safe environment, and advanced medical technology and equipment.

While this place might lack advanced medical technology and equipment, there was an abundance of medical staff here.

At that moment, two nurses started suctioning sputum from Ershun and turning him.

"Let’s have four nurses, no, six, help with turning him over," ordered the hospital director.

Six! This number impressed Yang, signifying the advantage of sufficient manpower.

"Mr. Director, we are sincerely grateful for your kindness. Yet, if we decide to stay, we may trouble you," decided Yang, although he knew he had to discuss with Ershun as the plan was changing.

"No, no, no, not at all troublesome," the director seemed very relaxed.

Six nurses began to turn Ershun over, and then cleaned him with warm water.

Then, assisted by two nurses, two doctors began changing Ershun’s dressings, very meticulously.

"The wound must be kept absolutely clean. If there’s any oozing, immediately change the dressings," the director continually reminded them.

In the end, all the sheets and blankets on Ershun’s bed were replaced with fresh and tidy new ones.

When everyone left, one doctor and one nurse remained by the bedside.

Back in the doctor’s office, Yang called Ershun. Ershun, along with Robert and Aming, were already in the family waiting area outside the ICU.

Yang asked the hospital director to wait while he discussed with the family members.

Ten minutes later, Yang gave the director a definitive answer: they would stay.

The shrewd Arabian man had successfully achieved his goal. He grasped Yang Ping’s hand again.

"I forgot to tell you my name. It’s Aleph. I’m impatient by nature."