The Godfather of Surgery

At the end of the operation, the anesthesia was just right, and Guo Jingyao resumed breathing on his own.

The rhythm of the anesthesia and the operation were perfectly matched. The fat man held the suction device to remove the secretions from the respiratory tract, and decisively extubated the tube and went offline. Guo Jingyao slowly woke up.

Where is this? Why is there strong light everywhere? Guo Jingyao woke up and immediately grabbed Fatty with the hand he had just released.

Fatty knew that he was a little confused, and patted his shoulder: Don't worry, this is the operating room, the operation is over, and it was a success! That's the operating light, you stare at it, of course it's dazzling.

Guo Jingyao's bilateral eyeballs slowly slid a few times, blinking, but he still didn't seem to be sober, and he didn't let go of the fat man's hand.

Doctor Yang! Where's Dr. Yang? He finally remembered that he was on the operating table and remembered that the chief surgeon was Dr. Yang.

Yang Ping came over, touched Guo Jingyao's forehead, and said with a smile, Don't worry, the operation was a success.

Thank you! Guo Jingyao stared at Yang Ping for more than ten seconds and kicked the operating table several times before letting go of Fatty's hand.

You're welcome, now go back to the ward. Yang Ping understood Guo Jingyao's strange behavior.

Some patients wake up from the operating table and feel that they have been locked in the gate of hell for a while.

Guo Jingyao was pushed out of the operating room, Yang Ping took off his surgical gown and gloves, and Dr. Lin assisted. Yang Ping threw the gloves into the trash can. Dr. Lin immediately shook hands and expressed his gratitude. The operation was very successful.

After some operations, you can rest assured to sleep, while others are in a state of fear and sleepless nights.

Everyone is a surgeon, and they feel the same way. Every day they worry about the patient's condition the most. Every time they worry about it, they add a few gray hairs.

If someone does a multinational multi-center study to study the correlation between gray hair and doctor qualifications, the growth rate of gray hair of Chinese doctors must be the fastest in the world, far ahead of other countries.

Of course, Yang Ping is an outlier, and still maintains a head of black and thick hair. If the correlation formula of white hair-qualification is reversed, he should still be a medical student who has just entered the school.

The first transnational operation, Yang Ping was very satisfied with the team's performance. Everyone made rapid progress. The freezing three feet is not a day's cold. This is due to everyone's usual accumulation.

This operation not only tested the strength of the team, but also enhanced the confidence of the team. Only by constantly contacting the outside world and comparing with the outside world can we truly take the lead.

The automatic induction doors opened one by one. From the restricted area to the semi-restricted area, the Chinese team of doctors walked out of the operating room all the way.

Doctor Yang, please!

Doctor Song, please!

Doctor Zhang, Dr. Lu, please!

Nurse Su, Nurse Zhou, please!

Doctor Liang, please!

Gleneagles Hospital was very attentive and did not miss anyone's name. The chief surgeon, assistants, nurses, and anesthesiologists all arranged special personnel to accompany them.

Zhang Lin and Xiao Wu followed behind the team, Zhang Lin strutted with a serious expression, his chest was as straight as possible, and his shoulders were pulled back hard. In order to get out of his momentum, he could only sacrifice comfort.

Relax, get out of the same side! Xiao Wu reminded gently.

Zhang Lin ignored it: You have to be calm and steady, show an international style, and don't act like a fool like usual.

But when he saw it himself, he was indeed walking on the same side, with his hands and feet on the same side at the same time. No matter how he adjusted it, he couldn't correct it. It was embarrassing, and no one should have seen him. He raised his chest and continued to walk.

Tang Fei and Qi Yanan were waiting in the viewing area. When they saw the team appear at the main entrance of the viewing area, they immediately went up to them and handed them mineral water.

Lao Cheng took the lead, unscrewed the cap of a bottle of Shibisheng mineral water, and handed it over in time. Yang Ping took a sip and felt very refreshed.

The doctors immediately gathered around, scrambling to ask all kinds of questions, and the atmosphere was very hot.

Dr. Yang just finished the operation, let him rest for a while, take a sip of water, and then answer everyone's questions, okay? Dr. Huang gestured and explained to everyone.

In the viewing area of ​​the operating room, take a short rest, answer the questions of the doctors, and then go to the hotel to eat Chinese food, Chinese food or buffet. In the evening, Dr. Huang arranged a dinner party and invited many Chinese doctors to accompany him.

During the buffet, Milton kept a proper distance from Yang Ping. The cunning Englishman wanted to ask for Yang Ping's WeChat, but he was afraid of letting August know, so he was always looking for the best opportunity.

Milton's plan is very precise. It's best to deal with the chef, follow the bathroom, quietly and unknowingly, get the WeChat, and then invite him to have a knife surgery. In this way, he has the opportunity to break through the technical bottleneck. , ahead of the Germans.

Milton squeezed the plate to Yang Ping's table, August also came over, Milton followed Yang Ping to pour the drink, and August followed, but he couldn't find any gap.

Yang Ping didn't have time to talk to Milton and August. He was having a good conversation with Dr. Lin and Dr. Huang. Milton had a plan and decided to retreat instead of advancing.

Old man, let's go and have a few drinks and come back when Dr. Yang is free? Milton suggested.

Based on the current situation, August thought that always sticking to Dr. Yang would make Dr. Yang disgusted, and agreed with Milton: Good idea.

So the two sat down at the table next to them, poured a few glasses of different drinks, and began to push the cups to change. Although the differences were great, the friendship lasted forever.

Dr. Yang, if you don't mind, we can establish a long-term cooperative relationship in the future. Singapore General Hospital and more than a dozen hospitals under Parkway Group would like to cooperate with you? Dr. Lin sincerely invited.

The Orthopedics Department of Singapore General Hospital, Dr. Lim said it. On the Parkway Group side, the boss, Mr. Chen, is a good friend of Dr. Lin, and Dr. Lin's opinion is easily adopted.

Singapore General Hospital is the hospital with the highest medical level in Southeast Asia, and Parkway Group, the largest high-end private hospital group in Asia, is now opening its doors to Yang Ping.

By expanding the radiation range of his medical skills, more people can be saved. Yang Ping could not ask for it, and readily agreed: We can cooperate in both clinical and scientific research in the future.

Yes, we will cooperate in the future. We have to thank Mr. Zhu. If it weren't for Mr. Zhu's efforts, how could we know Dr. Yang? There was a small episode in the middle. I'm very sorry. Dr. Huang recalled the meeting before the meeting. Interlude, it's embarrassing.

It's just a misunderstanding— Director Zhu smiled.

Milton and August are now toasting with juice. The two old guys are in high spirits. You come and go. Although the juice does not contain alcohol, the metabolites will eventually accumulate in the bladder.

I need to relax, old man. August shook his head and gulped down the juice.

Milton held back his uncomfortable bladder and said with a pretense of ease: Go, I'll wait for you.

Watching August go to the bathroom, Milton smiled, and he immediately moved to Yang Ping's side, regardless of the gentleman's etiquette, cut to the chase: Dr. Yang, I am Milton from the Royal Orthopaedic Hospital of the United Kingdom, if Interested, we can cooperate? We are backed by Cambridge University and have very strong scientific research strength, and many equipments are unique in the world.”

Milton immediately stretched out his hand, and Yang Ping shook hands with him. He still had an impression of this Englishman, who was in a hurry to catch a plane.

Can we add a WeChat? I scan you? Milton suddenly asked.

As he spoke, he glanced at the door of the hall from the corner of his eye. It was the only way to go to and from the bathroom. Milton's expression was the same as that of an agent secretly opening a safe, which must be completed within a time limit.

Yang Ping was startled at first, but he still used WeChat, took out his mobile phone and showed the QR code, while Milton scanned the code, he muttered to himself: Top right corner, scan it, add friends——

Um! Success, Milton was as happy as a child. He glanced at the door of the hall and immediately greeted Yang Ping: I am sincere, I can chat on WeChat when I have time—

He quickly returned to his seat, pretending that nothing happened, and waited leisurely for the old man to continue drinking juice. The important thing was finally done. He turned on the phone and saw that Yang Ping passed the verification, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Milton, you are so lucky! Milton praised himself.

August came in from outside the hall with a relaxed look on his face, and Milton remembered that his bladder could no longer hold it. In order to fill the old man into the bathroom, he had to fight too hard, no, hold on, the bladder will not explode It will also leave some hidden dangers, such as decreased bladder tension, resulting in residual urine.

I have to relax too, man, wait for me here, we have to have a good chat, usually across a strait, it is rare to sit together. Milton urged August.

The straightforward German looked in Yang Ping's direction and felt that he had to do something, but he didn't think of it for a while, yes, he should chat with Dr. Yang, and it is best to ask for his contact information.

Just as August was about to get up, Milton came back and stroked his abdomen: Old man, are you trying to get a phone?

Yes! August did not hide.

You don't understand Chinese culture. There are some rules when dealing with Chinese people. For example, you can't ask people's contact information at the first meeting. This will be regarded as a liar and will ignore you next time. Milton said the truth. .

Yes, I can guarantee that if you rashly ask, Dr. Yang will be biased against you in the future. Milton added.

August sat down, he really didn't understand Chinese culture, and whether there was such a social taboo, he wasn't sure, strict Germans wouldn't trust other people's words, even old guys.

He decided to have the opportunity to ask Dr. Lin, or ask the Chinese chef, August wondered: When did Milton study Chinese culture, he had doubts about it.

From Milton's expression, this guy seems to be hiding something. After dealing with him for decades, August's intuition is not wrong. How can he feel that he is being plotted.

August picked up the phone: Marcus, come here!