godfather of surgery

Chapter 419

Jim Basa is going to hold a press conference soon and ask Yang Ping what requirements he has, such as privacy.

Yang Ping solemnly stated: I don't want to be exposed to the public, I hate being a public figure, I just want to be a doctor quietly and without interruption, if I must disclose information about him, only the code name Dr. Y can appear.

Doctor Y!Jim Basa repeated the name meaningfully.

Collins, Johannesson, Massimo, and Eugene also repeated the name, which is very good. In the future, when they mention Dr. Yang on some occasions, they can also use the code name of Dr. Y.

Jimbasa shook hands with Yang Ping and bid farewell. He was going to deal with the reporters. These reporters had been blocked by him for too long.He expresses respect for Yang Pyung's wishes, just like a genius scientist, a genius doctor, should be protected from these cacophony of voices.

After dinner, Yang Ping rested in the hotel, and discussed Steven's condition and follow-up precautions with Johannessen and several doctors.

Johannesson told Yang Ping privately about the establishment of the online club, and invited Yang Ping to join the club to explain everyone's doubts.

Johannesson has an idea. He wants to build this online club into a super-high-level, non-public medical club that surpasses any medical association. Members must be geniuses in the medical field and discuss some advanced issues. In view of Certain advanced issues may be so controversial that even general practitioners may not understand them, so they are not discussed publicly.He hoped that Yang Ping would be free to post some surgical videos, new surgical procedures, and new medical concepts to the club forum before forming a thesis, so that everyone can learn, so that among first-class doctors, new concepts and technologies can be used in the best possible way. Diffusion at a fast rate.

Of course, the club will formulate a complete set of rules in the future, such as the establishment of the invitation system, membership qualifications, membership discipline, confidentiality regulations, medical ethics, intellectual property protection, and so on.

Yang Ping very much agrees with Johannesson's idea. In this way, some new theories and technologies can be promoted and applied as quickly as possible without relying on traditional papers, books or advanced studies to spread them.

This club will continue to increase members in the future, but the conditions for membership are very strict, basically the world's top experts in the industry. As for the club's name and some detailed rules, Johannesson is still deliberating.

Massimo also vaguely found out about the club and asked Johannesson, but Johannesson didn't want to invite him yet. Waiting for the club's name and details to be drawn up, he would naturally send out invitations to some suitable doctors.

Except for the first few members, Johannesson decided that the subsequent members must go through strict procedures, unless those personally recommended by Dr. Yang can go through the green channel.

After resting, Yang Ping bid farewell to everyone, and Johannesson sent Yang Ping and his party to Houston International Airport in a special car.

Collins, Massimo, Eugene, etc., almost all the doctors who participated in the emergency rescue at that time went to see them off. When they were about to board the plane, Massimo mustered up his courage and asked: "Dr. Yang, how many interventional operations have you done? Convenient tell me?"

Yang Ping thought for a while: "I'm a surgeon, and I rarely do interventional operations."

After speaking, Yang Ping waved his hand and started to board the plane under the leadership of the airport staff. At that moment, the air was frozen, and Massimo stood where he was, his whole mind went blank.

The special plane of United Airlines departs from Houston and flies to China along the direct flight route.

On the plane, two young stewardesses with blond hair and blue eyes asked Yang Ping to sign it. Yang Ping could not refuse, so he had to sign Dr. Y's code name.

The two girls unabashedly asked Yang Ping for social accounts, hoping to become friends with Yang Ping.

Lao Cheng wanted to take the gun for Yang Ping: "Come, come, add my account, let's be friends."

The girls listened to him, ignored Lao Cheng, and chased after Yang Ping. It was a special plane anyway, so it didn't matter.

Yang Ping said that he didn't have a Whatsapp account at all, so if he didn't have an account, he would leave a mobile phone number. Besides, it wasn't that there was no wifi on the plane, so the two girls directly started to download Wechat from the mobile app store.

The enthusiasm of the American girl is a bit overwhelming, not reserved at all.

It stands to reason that most of the flight attendants on American planes are aunts. The age of the flight attendants on this special plane is surprisingly young. It seems that they were deliberately selected, which does not conform to the characteristics of American flights.

On the plane, Yang Ping wanted to sleep for a while. Old Cheng yelled about fighting the landlord.

Huang Jiacai did not show any weakness, and continued to fight, and now there is some punishment, the loser drinks a whole cup of drink, no matter whether it is cola or coffee, and drinks a whole cup, Huang Jiacai pointed to the cup.

Anyway, the special plane had to fly for more than ten hours, and the three of them started playing Landlords again, and the losers drank drinks, but Lao Cheng always lost, one cup at a time, so drunk that Lao Cheng kept running to the bathroom and hiccupping .

The stewardess came to ask if he needed any help. Old Cheng repeatedly waved his hands and said he was fine. He held out his stomach that could make a purring sound and said, "Dr. Yang has worked hard, everyone, let's rest."

When the plane passed Alaska, it stopped for a while to refuel and continued to take off. Elmendorf Air Force Base took off two fighter jets to escort the special plane and flew over the North Pole to express its gratitude to Yang Ping.

After everyone had a good time chatting and playing cards, Yang Ping chatted with Xiao Su on WeChat, and lay down to sleep for a while. Ten hours passed quickly, and the plane landed at Nandu Airport after one o'clock in the morning.

Dean Xia and Director Han brought a few buddies from the comprehensive orthopedics department to wait at the airport for pick-up. When Yang Ping came out of the terminal, he saw the two old leaders waving at him from afar. Hold back the tears.

Xiao Su also stood in the early morning wind, with flowing hair and faint tears in her eyes, Yang Ping looked at it with affection.

Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, Zhang Lin, Xiao Wu, and Fatty Liang almost jumped up and waved their hands and shouted.

"Dean Xia, Director Han—" Yang Ping was so moved that he didn't know what to say.

The two leaders are also in their 50s. It is really unbearable to stay here to pick them up in the middle of the night.

"I lost weight. I lost weight in just a week. American hamburgers are not nutritious." Director Han held Yang Ping's hand.

Dean Xia also put his arms around Yang Ping's shoulders and said, "What nutrition can that thing have, it's just a half-baked steamed stuffed bun."

Yang Ping was surrounded by Dean Xia and Director Han. Dean Xia was tall and thick, and no one else could get close to him.

Walking all the way to the parking lot like this, Director Han suddenly realized that something was wrong, Xiao Su couldn't get close to him, so he shouted loudly: "Xiao Zhang, how did you arrange this--this--the car?"

Dean Xia's rough voice: "Xiao Yang, sit by my side and have a good chat."

After speaking, he pulled Yang Ping to the parking lot and continued to walk. The driver of the hospital rushed over to greet him. Director Han stopped Dean Xia: "Xiao Zhang has arranged for this car, and he is very particular about it. Zhang Lin, Zhang Lin—"

Only then did Zhang Lin have a chance to speak: "Here, Director Han, you and Dean Xia are in the same car, the hospital's car, and that Dr. Yang is in Xiao Su's car over there—"

Dean Xia was startled, and Zhang Lin hurriedly explained: "Pure electric vehicles, be quiet. Dr. Yang has worked hard and needs to rest."

Dean Xia finally came to his senses: "Oh, that's right, Xiao Yang, you go back and have a good rest, come to my office tomorrow to drink tea and have a good chat."

Director Han pushed Dean Xia and walked away.

Only in this way will everyone have a chance to gather around, Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, Zhang Lin, Xiao Wu, and Fatty Liang asked for warmth, Fatty Liang followed behind, and kept massaging Yang Ping's shoulders. Everyone surrounded Yang Ping and sent Yang Ping Get into Xiaosu's car.

Xiao Su didn't say anything, started the car, got out of the parking lot, turned around a lot, turned back to the parking lot, and then stopped in another parking space.

"What's the matter?" Yang Ping saw her turn around and then stop, without speaking, thinking she was angry.

Xiao Su is usually generous, not a small-bellied person, what's wrong?
Could it be that he was pestered by two American girls on the plane?She doesn't know, even if she knows, it's okay, she is the victim.

"What's wrong?" Yang Ping asked.

"It seems that the battery is out!" Xiao Su said softly.

"out of battery?"

Yang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that if he offends this young lady, what a big deal, the battery will run out, and he just needs to find a place to charge it, and there should be some emergency power left.

"Look, is there no power?" Xiao Su pointed at the dashboard.

Yang Ping unbuckled his seat belt, leaned over, and fumbled to turn on the ambient light to see what was going on.

Yang Ping had just leaned over, and before touching the lamp, he wrapped his hands around his head, and his soft and moist lips were already pressed against it.

A burst of super electric stun!

The flood is like breaking a dike, Yang Ping can't control it, one hand is already going backwards, trying to trace the source, but Xiao Su firmly grasps it.

"Sit down and fasten your seat belt."

The two separated, Xiaosu pushed Yang Ping back to the seat with the other hand.

"Haven't you charged yet?" Yang Ping wanted to get up forcefully.

Xiao Su held him down: "It's okay, the electricity is on, sit down and drive."

The car started, Xiao Su giggled a few times, the car immediately drove out of the parking space and accelerated to leave the parking lot.

"Why don't you go home and charge later?" Yang Ping was in a hurry.

Xiao Su pursed her lips and said with a smile: "There is a bottle of mineral water next to it, iced, take a few sips."

(End of this chapter)