Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1267 - 964: 20 Bones Fractured Simultaneously_2

Chapter 1267: Chapter 964: 20 Bones Fractured Simultaneously_2

"Cesarean sections leave scars on the stomach, right?" Tang Fei said worriedly.

Zhou Can replied, "Just pair it with cosmetic suturing and scar removal treatment. As long as you’re not prone to keloids, there shouldn’t be any problem."

"Sister Xiao Su, it’s so painful, and the pain lasts for so many days, how did you endure it? You still seem so relaxed," Zhou Can’s mouth ran non-stop.

As Xiao Su lay on the gurney, she smiled and said, "It’s all about experiencing the entire raw journey of motherhood, isn’t it? The pain is temporary. After it passes and you hear your child’s first cries, all you feel is happiness."

"Carrying a stomach for ten months must be uncomfortable, right?" Zhou Can asked again.

Tang Fei sternly said to Zhou Can, "Let Xiao Su rest, don’t keep talking non-stop. Don’t you see how pale she is and sweating? Don’t bother her with chitchat, giving birth takes a huge toll on her strength."

"It’s fine," Xiao Su laughed.

Zhou Can’s face turned red with embarrassment and immediately shut up.

The best ward in the Overseas Chinese Building Obstetrics Department was already prepared; early this very morning, the Head Nurse personally led a few nurses to greet them and then escorted Xiao Su into the ward, with two maternity nannies also following in the procession, taking over the nurses’ baby stroller.

During the bed transfer, Yang Ping wanted to do it himself. Everyone sprang into action, all hands on deck, but Xiao Su stopped everyone, "I’ll do it myself, I’ll just take it slowly."

With Yang Ping’s assistance, Xiao Su slowly moved from the gurney to the bed and then lay down to rest.

After childbirth, it’s important to rest well, so everyone tactfully left the ward, leaving only Yang Ping in the room. Of course, the baby was also lying in the crib beside the bed.

This was a suite-type ward with rooms for the nurses and for the maternity nannies. They all returned to their own rooms, reminding Yang Ping to call them if he needed anything.

The milk powder from New Zealand had been delivered on time, but it was estimated to be unnecessary as Xiao Su intended to breastfeed, and under the current circumstances, the supply of breast milk was more than adequate.

The baby stroller gifted by the Hermes couple had also been delivered ahead of time, crafted from African blackwood, using pure natural resin instead of paint for the most environmentally friendly baby carriage. Reportedly, Hermes had bought an entire tree which was then shipped back to the country, where a top carpenter was commissioned to sculpt it, with the remaining blackwood being discarded and not used.

The gold and diamond-encrusted baby carriage had been crafted earlier, but since Yang Ping refused to accept it, the gift seemed somewhat vulgar: a pure gold frame even down to the golden wheels, decorated with various engravings and many large diamonds inset.

Having no choice but to respect Yang Ping’s reluctance to accept such overly gaudy gifts, Hermes had no option but to recreate the baby carriage using solid wood, which Yang Ping then accepted from the generous couple. As for the gold baby carriage, it was left for their own child to use.

The diapers custom-made by Takahashi had also arrived; Robert constantly asked, "The child is going to swim after birth, right? Should we arrange for a champion swimmer to come and teach?"

Damn, the kid has just been born, and you’re already lining up tutors for my son; Yang Ping did not agree with this kind of rigidity, better wait until he’s grown up.

August was defeated in competing with Ivan’s milk powder suppliers, so August found a baby stroller company to design and customize a model. The entire frame was made of medical-grade titanium alloy as August claimed it was to reduce irritation from materials to the baby. Titanium alloy could be implanted in the body, offering the best biocompatibility and hence most suitable for baby strollers.

Beyond the baby carriage, a toy car from Mercedes-Benz was also gifted—a scaled-down version of the Maybach. But to Yang Ping, it looked like a real car because it indeed had an engine; whether this toy required a driving license was another headache.

The baby carriage was equipped with a top-notch shock absorption system to minimize vibrations during movement, and also featured a rollover prevention system to avoid any dangerous actions causing it to tip over.

Damn, the child isn’t even born yet, and my house is already filled with all sorts of baby products. It’s a total headache for Yang Ping who finds it difficult to turn down their gifts as they would all unanimously say, "Are you looking down on me? It’s not something valuable, just a little trinket."

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After spending an entire day with Xiao Su in the Overseas Chinese Building, she told Yang Ping to go check on his department and not neglect his work. Even though he was staying beside her, he should also take the time to drop by his office, especially since his leave was still within the hospital.

Actually, with Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang holding down the fort, everything in the department was well-ordered, and Yang Ping didn’t really need to worry. Nevertheless, he still made time to go and take a look.

As he left the Overseas Chinese Building, Yang Ping ran into Tang Shun. Tang Shun spoke mysteriously, "I was just looking for you. Seeing as you were busy, I didn’t dare disturb you. Shall we find a room in the outpatient clinic and sit down for a chat?"

"Can’t we talk here?" Yang Ping felt he was being sneaky.

Tang Shun looked very serious, "We can’t talk here. This is of great importance, highly confidential."

Having no choice, Yang Ping accompanied him to the first floor of the Surgical Research Institute’s outpatient clinic. They randomly picked an empty consultation room, sat down, and chatted for a bit to see what this big secret of his was all about.

"Professor, if you’re giving me such a big task, you have to give me some support, right? You wouldn’t want to see me unemployed, would you?" Tang Shun asked with an air of mystery.

"Support? Tell me what you need, people, money, equipment; whatever it is, just fill out the form yourself," Yang Ping didn’t know what he was talking about.

Tang Shun shook his head, "I don’t need any of that. I need you to write down some ideas for the next experimental steps on an A4 Paper, and then I’ll temporarily borrow the copyright from you."

"What kind of game are you playing here?"

Yang Ping thought about it. He had some ideas bubbling in his head recently, so he took an A4 Paper from the printer, jotted down some experimental thoughts, and handed it over to Tang Shun.

Tang Shun, scrutinizing the A4, revealed a satisfied smile:

"Professor, let’s be clear first. The intellectual property on this paper is temporarily mine. You must not talk about it to anyone, you must keep it strictly confidential. No matter the situation, the place, the time, you have to keep it a secret for me."

Is that all? This type of support was simple, but what was this guy up to? Yang Ping couldn’t guess his ulterior motives for the moment.

"You don’t need to ask why, you wouldn’t understand even if you did. Don’t worry, I won’t do anything bad with your intellectual property, and the experimental method listed will still be used for our experiments," Tang Shun refused to disclose any details.

Yang Ping was completely bewildered, mystified by his manoeuvers.

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No sooner had Yang Ping returned to the department than Little Five immediately told him, "Niu Zhixuan is looking for you—the Niu Zhixuan who was in our dorm."

"I just saw him yesterday, what does he want from me?" Yang Ping was puzzled.

Yang Ping headed to the Meeting Room, where Niu Zhixuan was waiting.

"Professor Yang, sorry to disturb you again," Niu Zhixuan immediately stood up.

"It’s ok, no problem. Don’t just wander about; take care of yourself. I’ve already spoken to the directors about extending your hospital stay," Yang Ping assumed it was about the same issue.

Niu Zhixuan sat down: "The director on their side told me, I can be discharged whenever I want. Also, they moved my ward to a suite with better natural lighting and more space. The Head Nurse came personally to change my IV. I heard you had a son, and look, I didn’t bring any gifts being in the hospital and all, but here’s a red packet for the little nephew."

As he spoke, Niu Zhixuan pulled out a big, thick Red Packet from his bag and tried to hand it to Yang Ping, who immediately blocked it: "How can this be right? I appreciate the thought, alright, we are all good friends, the sentiment is appreciated."

After some back and forth, Yang Ping definitely wouldn’t accept it, and Niu Zhixuan put the Red Packet back into his bag: "You see, we used to share a dorm, and when I think back on it, those were such good times. Now you have such a joyful event, and you don’t even let me show my happiness for you. All those high-tech things I have, to be honest, they sound impressive, but they’re not suitable to give as gifts to you."