Surgery Godfather-Chapter 586 - 534: Surgery in China

The girl named Yasmeen had a dream, a dream that might give her a chance to stand up through surgery.

In Oman, free medical treatment eased her financial worries about medical expenses; however, there were no doctors in Oman who could perform her surgery.

Thus, she had been saving money, hoping that one day she could go abroad for treatment.

Now, Director Feida told her that a doctor from China might be able to help her. She immediately put down her work and followed Director Feida to the capital’s hospital.

She moved around solely by crawling on all fours, which caused the muscles in her lower limbs to become significantly weaker than normal.

In the ward treatment room, Yang Ping asked her detailed medical history, examined her rigorously, measured her limbs, and then recorded her creeping gait from different angles to analyze the force applid to the spine and limbs in a crawling state.

After Yang Ping had finished the examination, he asked her: "If you come to China for treatment with me, we can make you stand and walk. Are you willing to do that?"

Without any hesitation, the innocent girl replied: "I am willing, but I don’t know if I have enough money. How much does it cost to go to China for treatment?"

Yasmeen crawled onto a chair and took out a small notebook. After looking through it, she said, "I only have savings of sixty thousand US dollars."

This frail girl, merely 23 years old, almost never spent the money she earned from the circus over the past few years. It had been saved and converted into US dollars each year, ready for the day when she could go abroad for treatment.

The cost of Yasmeen’s treatment was extraordinarily high. Just the price of several custom-made artificial joints was steep, not to mention the costs of computer modeling and 3D printing. Cross-border treatment could easily cost more than half a million RMB.

Sixty thousand dollars was definitely not enough.

Yang Ping told her: "We are friends of Dean Aleph, we will perform the surgery for free."

This case carried an immense scientific research value. Yang Ping planned to treat her free of charge as a way to express his gratitude to Dean Aleph.

Dean Aleph had always been very concerned about Yasmeen’s condition and actively helped her find doctors.

"If this is the case, I am willing to go to China with you for treatment," Yasmeen was overjoyed. She had finally waited for this day.

Yang Ping felt that she should discuss it with her family members.

But Yasmeen said that she had no family. She was alone, and her circus companions were her family.

Some surgeries can be completed with a few simple tools; others require a whole system of support.

Yasmeen’s surgery required a complete system for support. Oman did not have such a system, but China did.

Moreover, when it came to these special surgeries, Yang Ping no longer considered simply completing the surgery.

He used scientific thinking to approach the entire treatment process. Each surgery needed to be elevated to the level of academic research so it could benefit more people.

If he only accumulated personal experience, he could only be considered a surgical technician.

"In a few days, I am going back to China. I will give you the address and contact information. You can bring her to China, and we will handle all the treatment costs," Yang Ping made up his mind. He was going to help this girl stand up again and realize her dream.

"Yasmeen, you can go back and prepare, I will arrange everything."

Dean Aleph asked Director Feida to take her back to the circus. The old dean felt that he had made a fortune. Keeping this Chinese professor was the most correct decision he had made since becoming a dean.

"You are going back to China?" Aleph seemed reluctant to say goodbye.

Yang Ping spoke with sentiment: "Yes, Dasun’s condition was stable now, and I need to go back to China."

At that time, because Dasun’s condition was severe, Yang Ping was concerned about post-operative infections, complications, and the possibility of secondary surgeries, so he stayed to follow up.

Now that Dasun had safely passed the crisis, Yang Ping could fully relax; there was no need to stay here.

He had planned to spend the Spring Festival with Xiao Su. Now the Spring Festival had already passed.

During this period, Yang Ping could only chat with Xiao Su on WeChat. Fortunately, the internet speed in Oman wasn’t too bad.

Professor Su was relieved to know that Yang Ping had left Yemen safely and arrived in Oman.

Director Han and Dean Xia were also relieved to know that Yang Ping had completed his mission safely and evacuated to Oman.

Certainly, these old men hadn’t celebrated the New Year well; they were always worrying.

Robert was with Yang Ping in Oman for so long that many of his clinical questions surfaced. Yang Ping answered patiently. During this period, Robert felt that his medical skills had improved significantly.

Dodge now admired Yang Ping very much. Moreover, after being at gunpoint, his mentality had changed significantly, and he no longer felt superior in every way.

Oman, a tranquil little country, had plain and straightforward folk customs. Whether it was Dean Aleph or the other doctors, they were all simple and sincere.

Yang Ping confirmed Ershun was stable, and had already called Manager Qiu to tell him that he was planning on visiting the Yemeni baby in Saudi Arabia and then returning to China from there.

Manager Qiu had been very busy; given the worsening situation in Yemen, he’d been helping the embassy prepare for possible evacuation.

Yang Ping suggested that everyone visit Ershun.

Ershun had been moved to an ordinary ward today, but this "ordinary" ward was anything but.

It was a private room, with a dedicated medical care team.

In such conditions, Yang Ping felt quite at peace regarding Ershun’s subsequent treatment.

If he could stabilize for another week or two, Ershun could return to China and continue with his recovery training at Sanbo Hospital.

Entering the ward, they found Ershun on the phone with Manager Qiu. He was speaking clearly, totally lucid.

It seemed the bullet fragment in his skull hadn’t had a significant effect. If it would cause epilepsy later, that couldn’t be determined for now.

The moment Ershun had pushed his younger brother away and took the blast of the bomb for him, he hadn’t thought he would survive.

Neither fearing hardship nor death, these individuals might have retired, but this mindset had already become deeply ingrained.

Therefore, when Manager Qiu rallied them, many retired special forces soldiers joined Hua’an Gold Shield, electrified at the prospect of protecting their nation’s enterprises abroad.

Money couldn’t measure this. If it were about money, they could make just as much back home where it was safe.

What they cherished more was being together with their comrades, living the military life, and fulfilling their mission in another way.

"Ershun, I’ll be leaving in a few days. Take good care of yourself. We’ll meet again in China!"

Yang Ping patted his shoulder.

Ershun thumped his chest with his fist, signaling he was recovering quickly, "Don’t worry, this life was saved by Professor Yang. I’ll make you proud."

Ershun’s younger brother immediately stopped him:

"You can’t hit your chest so hard right now. Professor Yang said that it was split down the middle, and it’ll take three months to heal." ƒгeewёbnovel.com

Yang Ping had used a median sternotomy incision at the time, which most people think causes significant damage, so they rarely opt for it.

But Yang Ping held a different view; he thought it caused less damage and provided better exposure.

As for tissue healing in human bodies, like the skin, fascia, muscle, tendon, etc., it’s a mixture of existing tissue and scar tissue. The healing of bones is the only exception whereby it’s completely the original tissue’s healing, also known as "bone union".

This kind of healing is done through the original tissue recovering the wound, making the post-operation recovery the best.

So, the damage from ligament injuries is often more serious than fractures.

At this point, another group of soldiers from Oman had come over. They’d heard Ershun was moved to an ordinary ward where he could receive visitors, so they rushed over.

Several officers, representing the rest, brought a gift basket into the ward.

Each traded high-fives with Ershun. Upon completing the high-five, the officers lined up at the edge of the bed as if waiting for Ershun’s inspection.

"Heal up. I still need you two brothers to teach me to fight." Yang Ping made a fighting gesture.

Ershun knew he was kidding, so he just laughed.

For a period, Dean Xia had actually asked a public security captain, the husband of a nurse at Sanbo Hospital, to teach the doctors and nurses self-defense. The instructor had helped design several moves to deal with violent attackers, both unarmed and using items like pens, patient charts, books, and chairs.

During that time, a doctor from a hospital was attacked by a patient.

Everyone in Sanbo Hospital was in fear, and the doctors and nurses all over the hospital were practicing martial arts. Dean Xia personally led everyone in morning runs. Everyone but the on-duty and resting staff had to get out and jog, reiterating the self-defense techniques repeatedly.

The worst part was, Dean Xia issued an order that aside from the old retired experts, everyone had to be tested and everyone had to pass.

But the martial arts campaign really worked. Dr. Lv of the emergency department encountered a patient who chased after him for a beating. He got away safely by using one of the defensive techniques, a blocking move with a chair. He then made a quick escape from the scene and left the problem for the security to handle.

Later, Dr. Lv said with relief that if it hadn’t been for the martial arts campaign, his reflexes wouldn’t have been as quick, his physical fitness wouldn’t have been as good, and his consciousness wouldn’t have been so focused on escaping. He ran up several flights of stairs all in one breath, all thanks to Dean Xia’s martial arts campaign, which he felt had given him a second life.

Therefore, with Ershun and his brother here, Yang Ping ought to learn a few moves.

In case there’s another martial arts campaign, Yang Ping would also like to experience what it feels like to be an instructor.

When he went through military training in college, he thought the instructors were really cool.