The Godfather of Surgery

Jim Bassa is about to hold a press conference and ask Yang Ping what requirements, such as privacy.

Yang Ping solemnly proposed: 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 undisturbed, if you must disclose information about him, only the code name of Dr. Y will appear.

Doctor Y! Jim Barca meaningfully repeats the name.

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

Jim Bassa shook hands with Yang Ping and said goodbye. He was going to deal with the reporters who had been blocked by him for too long. Now the long guns and short guns are ready to fire on him. He expressed respect for Yang Ping's wishes, just like a genius scientist, a genius doctor, should be protected from these noisy voices.

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

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

Johanneson has an idea. He wants to build this online club into a high-level, non-public medical club that surpasses any medical association. The members must be some geniuses in the medical field, and the discussion is also on some advanced issues. Some advanced issues may be so controversial that even ordinary doctors may not understand them, so they are not discussed openly. He hoped that Yang Ping would be able to send some surgical videos, new surgical techniques, and new medical concepts to the club forum for everyone to learn from before forming a paper, so that among first-class doctors, new concepts and new technologies can be in the best possible way. rapid spread.

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

Yang Ping agrees with Johanneson's idea very much, so that some new theories and technologies can be popularized and applied as quickly as possible without relying on traditional papers, books or further studies to spread.

This club will continue to increase members in the future, but the conditions for membership are very strict. Basically, they are the world's top experts in the industry. As for the name of the club and some rules, Johanneson is still considering it.

Massimo also vaguely inquired about the club and asked Johanneson, but Johanneson didn't want to invite him for the time being. Waiting for the club's name and rules to be drawn up, he would naturally send an invitation to some suitable doctors.

In addition to the first few members and the subsequent members, Johanneson decided that strict procedures must be followed, unless Dr. Yang personally recommends people who can take the green channel.

The rest was almost over, Yang Ping said goodbye to everyone, and Johanneson took Yang Ping and his party to Houston International Airport in a special car.

Collins, Massimo, Eugene, etc., almost all the doctors involved in the emergency rescue at that time went to see them off. When he was about to get on the plane, Massimo gathered his courage and asked, Dr. Yang, how many interventional surgeries have you done? It's convenient. tell me?

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

After saying that, Yang Ping waved his hand, and under the leadership of the airport staff, he started to board the plane. At that moment, the air froze, Massimo stood on the spot, and his whole mind went blank.

United's special plane departs from Houston and flies non-stop to China.

On the plane, two young blond flight attendants asked Yang Ping to sign. Yang Ping could not refuse, so he had to sign the code name of Dr. Y.

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

Lao Cheng wanted to block the gun for Yang Ping: Come on, add my account, we can be friends.

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

Yang Ping said that he didn't have a whatsapp account at all, so he left a mobile phone number without an account. Besides, there was no wifi on the plane, so the two girls started to download wechat directly from the mobile app store.

The enthusiasm of American girls is a bit overwhelming and not at all restrained.

It stands to reason that most of the flight attendants on American planes are aunts. The flight attendants on this special plane are surprisingly young, and they seem to be selected deliberately, which is a bit inconsistent with the characteristics of American flights.

On the plane, Yang Ping wanted to sleep for a while, and Lao Cheng shouted at the landlord. When he came, he had a good hand. As a result, the plane was about to return, and the good hand was ruined. Lao Cheng was not convinced.

Huang Jiacai did not show weakness and continued to fight. Now there will be some punishment. The loser drinks a whole cup of beverages, no matter whether you choose coke or coffee, drink a whole cup, and Huang Jiacai points to the cup.

Anyway, the special plane had to fly for more than ten hours, and the three of them started to play Landlord again. The loser drank a drink, but Lao Cheng always lost, one cup at a time, and Lao Cheng kept running to the bathroom and kept burping. .

The stewardess came over and asked what help was needed. Old Cheng waved his hands and said that it was all right. He held out his stomach that could make a gurgling sound and said, Dr. Yang has worked hard, everyone, please rest.

When the plane passed through Alaska, it stopped for a while to refuel and continued to take off. Elmendorf Air Force Base took off two fighter escort planes and flew over the North Pole to express 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 and fell asleep for a while. More than ten hours passed quickly, and the plane landed at Nandu Airport after one o'clock in the morning.

Dean Xia and Dean Han took several buddies from the Department of General Orthopedics and waited for the pick-up at the airport. Yang Ping came out of the terminal and saw the two old leaders waving at him from afar. He felt very cordial and almost couldn't bear it hold back the tears.

Xiao Su was also standing in the early morning wind, her hair was flowing, and there were faint tears in her eyes. Yang Ping looked at it with much love.

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

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

The two leaders were also in their fifties. It was really unbearable to stay here to pick them up in the middle of the night.

I've lost weight in just a week. American hamburgers are not good for nutrition. Director Han took Yang Ping's hand.

Dean Xia also put his arm around Yang Ping's shoulder and said, What kind of nutrition can that thing have? It's just a half-cooked bun.

Yang Ping was surrounded by Dean Xia and Director Han. Dean Xia was tall and thick, and others couldn't get close to him at all.

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 is this—this—car arranged?

Dean Xia's rude voice: Xiao Yang, sit on my side and have a good chat.

As he spoke, he dragged Yang Ping to the parking lot. The driver of the hospital hurried over to greet him. Director Han held President Xia back: Xiao Zhang has arranged this car. It's very particular, Zhang Lin, Zhang Lin—

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

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

Only then did Dean Xia wake up: Oh, yes yes, Xiao Yang, go back and have a good rest, come to my office tomorrow for tea and have a good chat.

Director Han pushed Dean Xia away.

In this way, everyone will have a chance to gather around. Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, Zhang Lin, Xiaowu, and Fatty Liang greeted each other. Fatty Liang followed behind and massaged Yang Ping’s shoulders. Everyone surrounded Yang Ping and sent Yang Ping to him Get into Su's car.

Xiao Su didn't say anything, started the car, got out of the parking lot, made a big circle, turned back to the parking lot, and then found a parking space to stop.

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

Xiao Su is usually generous, not a person with a small stomach. What's wrong?

Could it be that he was entangled by two American girls on the plane? She doesn't know, even if she does, it's fine, she is the victim.

What's wrong? Yang Ping asked.

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

out of battery?

Yang Ping breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that where to offend the eldest lady, what a big thing, if there is no power, find a place to charge it, there should be some emergency power.

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

Yang Ping unfastened 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 the lamp could be touched, he wrapped his hands around his head, and his soft and moist lips were already pressed against him.

A burst of super electric shock stuns!

The flood is like bursting the embankment, how can Yang Ping control it, one hand has already gone up the road, he has to trace the source, and is firmly grasped by Xiao Su.

Sit tight and fasten your seat belt.

The two separated, and Xiao Su pushed Yang Ping back to his seat with the other hand.

Isn't it charged yet? Yang Ping wanted to forcefully get up.

Xiao Su held him down: It's alright, there is electricity, sit down and drive.

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

Or, wait until I go home to recharge? 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. It's iced. Take a few sips.