Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1053 - 864: Highlight Moment

Chapter 1053: Chapter 864: Highlight Moment

"It’s like this, you see, Director Han said he wants to eat fresh pork offal. Next time you go to Nandu Medical University to buy pigs, remember to pick up one for us as well. The bill goes on Director Han’s tab. What do you think, is that okay?" Dean Xia shifted the responsibility onto Director Han.

What’s going on? Didn’t everyone just say they wanted to eat pork offal? Why is it just me now? Director Han was utterly confused and didn’t know what to say for a moment.

"That’s not a problem at all. Not just one pig; I would take care of even ten pigs if necessary."

Yang Ping couldn’t help but laugh and cry at the same time. They really did want to eat pork offal; it wasn’t just talk. However, to have a leader so generous as to allocate an entire building for raising pigs was probably unheard of anywhere else in the country. What’s a bit of pork offal? He wouldn’t mind eating it every day.

"No, one pig is enough. We want the SPF kind, the best there is. This can’t be charged to public funds; it’s a personal expense. Put it on Director Han’s account for now, and we can settle up with him later. Alright, that’s decided then. We’ve got a meeting to attend, so we’ll be off."

With a meaningful glance, Dean Xia led everyone out of the animal experiment building in a hurry, leaving Yang Ping and Song Zimo in disarray amidst the wind.

The heads of the departments had just gathered together—were they really discussing eating pork offal all this time? Yang Ping subconsciously counted the pigs in the laboratory pens; the number was correct.

Even as the figures of Dean Xia, Director Han, Dean Sun, and Director Zhao grew distant, the faint sounds of their noisy dispute traveled back.

"Wasn’t it all of us who wanted to eat it? Why are you singling me out?"

"Well, I am the dean, after all. I’ve got to maintain some dignity!"

"So I don’t need to maintain dignity?"

"He’s your doctoral student, what dignity are you talking about?"

"Let’s get one thing straight, everyone chips in for the cost. It’s not all coming out of my pocket."

"Why so stingy? Okay, okay!"

"Who’s going to do the slaughtering when the time comes?"

"I come from a general surgery background; my skills should still be sharp. I’ll do it."

"I’ve got two bottles of fine Maotai at home. How about we bring them over and have a few good drinks?"

"Of course, we’ll bring it over. Do you even need to ask?"

"Be careful, don’t just carry the Maotai over openly. Pour it into clean mineral water bottles, and don’t use any kind of drink bottles—they’ll ruin the taste."

"That careful?"

"Yeah! It’s easy to misunderstand."

"Make sure the mineral water bottles are dried in advance. Any residual water can also dilute the flavor."

Finally, Yang Ping could leave work and go home, of course, not forgetting to notify Li Guodong that the next time he went to Nandu Medical University to buy pigs, he should remember to purchase an additional SPF pig. The cost of this pig would go through private accounts, and they would settle the payment with him later.

After dinner, Yang Ping took a walk in the community with Xiao Su and chatted. Yang Ping told Xiao Su about the surgery he performed that day, which Xiao Su really enjoyed hearing. Perhaps that was part of the attraction between them.

Later, Yang Ping told Xiao Su about Dean Xia and the others wanting to eat pig offal. Xiao Su laughed heartily, saying her father also enjoyed eating pig offal. She heard from her father that, back when Dean Xia was still at Affiliated Hospital No. 1, which was located in the suburbs, there was a farm that specialized in raising pigs and growing vegetables. Professor Su, Dean Xia, and several other doctors who were close with each other would gather at the farm for meals, where they would kill pigs to eat fresh offal.

So it turned out that eating pig offal had its history.

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This day was destined not to be a calm one. After one in the morning, Yang Ping received a call from Director Fang, who said that a brain-dead patient from their hospital had consented to donate organs, and Pan Doudou’s surgery could begin.

This time, Director Fang had learned his lesson. Instead of immediately calling Yang Ping, he waited a moment in case there were any changes in the plan.

Immediately, Yang Ping dressed and washed up hastily before rushing to the hospital. Director Fang was very anxious, as he dared not perform the surgery without Yang Ping’s presence.

Director Fang had been waiting at the entrance to the operating room. Only upon seeing Yang Ping arrive did the heavy stone in his heart settle. His worries weren’t just for today; he had been concerned all these days, especially during the time Yang Ping was in Beijing at Xiehe Hospital. That particular night, he was so anxious he was practically steaming.

Despite being the middle of the night, the operating room was bustling with activity.

At 2:20 am, the brain-dead patient was brought into the operating room not far from Pan Doudou. He was set to donate his heart, lungs, liver, two kidneys, stomach, pancreas, duodenum, small intestine, and a pair of corneas. These donated organs would be transplanted into different individuals, saving a variety of lives.

Not only was the General Surgery Department’s operating room bustling with staff, but also the eye surgery department and the organ transplant center’s operating rooms were in operation. At this very moment, patients at Nandu Medical University’s Affiliated Hospital No. 1 and the Provincial People’s Hospital operating rooms were all waiting for the donated organs.

All the doctors lined up on either side of the operating table and bowed deeply to the donor, paying him the highest respect. He once lived in this world, loved by others and loving them in return. Despite the reluctance to leave behind worldly connections, at this moment, he was departing this life, perhaps to live on in another form, forever embracing this warm world.

The solemn ceremony to bid farewell to life was a spiritual cleansing for every doctor and nurse in attendance, allowing them to feel the cycle of life and death.

The organ retrieval surgery commenced, with different teams starting to remove the donor’s heart, lungs, liver, kidneys, stomach, pancreas, duodenum, small intestine, and corneas. Director Fang and Yang Ping began the resection of the stomach, pancreas, duodenum, and small intestine.

As the chief surgeon, Director Fang led the operation while Yang Ping assisted him. It was a similar experience to the surgeries Yang Ping had led before; he "guided" Director Fang through the surgery, revealing each target that needed to be dealt with and then instructing him on what to do. All Director Fang had to do was follow instructions.

At 2:30 am, in another operating room not far away, Pan Doudou’s anesthesia began.

During this period, Director Fang had studied a vast amount of literature and monographs about improved abdominal organ cluster transplant surgeries. He could almost recite the entire surgical process by heart. Opportunity comes to those who are prepared, and Director Fang finally had his chance to practice.

The stomach, pancreas, duodenum, and small intestine had numerous blood vessels. Yang Ping clearly exposed each vessel one by one, then lifted them with vascular clamps into Director Fang’s line of sight for him to tie off and cut. The surgery proceeded very smoothly, and after the successful resection of the organs, they were washed and preserved with a special protective solution.

In the other operating room, General Surgery Department’s Director Luo led the doctors to begin resecting the diseased organs of Pan Doudou. Of course, at this time, they were only separating and removing the simpler parts to lay the groundwork for the more complex resection that was to follow.

After the organs were removed, they were stored in a special box. Yang Ping and Director Fang scrubbed in again, moving to Pan Doudou’s operating table.

Pan Doudou had been ill for a long time, and her mesentery of the duodenum had thickened with severe fibrosis, and the lymph nodes had also enlarged significantly, causing the normal anatomical structures to virtually disappear. The base of the mesentery was very close to the abdominal aorta, with many important blood vessels densely packed around it. A slight mishap during resection could lead to massive bleeding, making the separation process quite difficult.

But Director Fang was not afraid, for today his assistant was Professor Yang. With Professor Yang’s presence, the surgery was bound to go very smoothly.

Indeed, this was the case. The steps guided by Yang Ping were crystal clear, and Director Fang clearly felt like he was performing a foolproof surgery, almost without the need to think, simply following Yang Ping’s direction.

Professor Yang’s vascular clamps lifted and held the tissues apart to be separated, while Director Fang’s surgical knife cut along on both sides of the clamps. Wherever the vascular clamps led, Director Fang followed with his cuts.

Under the watchful eyes of many doctors, Director Fang was full of confidence. He was like a master at work, calm and steady, making tonight his moment to shine.