Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1309 - 993: Tumor Department Consultation

Chapter 1309: Chapter 993: Tumor Department Consultation

After the holiday, Xu Zhiliang was noticeably different than before. Instead of a bird’s nest, his hair was now neatly combed, and he no longer wore the same old, worn jeans and T-shirt. This time, he was dressed very meticulously, although it was uncertain how long this improved image would last.

Since returning, Tang Shun clearly looked haggard, constantly tapping rapidly on his cellphone. Sometimes, unable to keep up with the speed, he would sneak away to use voice input instead of typing. After all, it was difficult for the lab researchers to concentrate on their work, seeing him occasionally pull out his phone, especially since the family had just recently parted, which inevitably made it hard to let go.

Li Min said he was on vacation, but in reality, he had been performing surgeries at Guandu Hospital for an entire week. He was also invited by Director Zhang to help with a few complicated cases at the county hospital. Of course, Li Min provided clear diagnoses and treatment plans for these complex cases on the spot.

The Orthopedics Department at the county hospital, having heard that Director Zhang had invited an expert, brought several bags full of bulging CT and MRI scans to Yang Ping for review. The Radiology Department was not to be outdone, taking advantage of the high-level resource that Director Zhang had invited. They also sent over a stack of complex cases to the General Surgery Department. Li Min, an honest man without any trickery, did not refuse any visitors, methodically reading each scan and offering straightforward explanations, which actually solved many unresolved problems for other doctors.

After speaking with Li Min, Song Zimo came in and said, "There’s a consultation in the Tumor Department, and they specifically asked for you to attend."

Song Zimo then added, "It’s a real consultation request personally issued by Director Jiang; he just called me."

There was a time when, at the slightest hint of a difficult case, the responsible doctor from any department would send out a consultation request to the Surgical Research Institute, clearly writing Yang Ping’s name on it. This is what’s known as a targeted consultation. Yang Ping would crisscross the hospital with a stack of consultation requests and realized that some cases were not actually complicated. These requests were sent out by the department doctors without the Department Director’s review.

To avoid wasting Yang Ping’s energy, the Medical Services Office instituted a rule: consultation requests targeting Yang Ping must be personally issued by the Department Director. This was the only way to stop the indiscriminate issuance of targeted consultation requests, otherwise, the beloved Professor Yang would end up with only one thing to do at work—consultations, which would never end.

Therefore, Song Zimo’s additional comment was necessary. Since the Medical Services Office issued the directive, there were still bold individuals who faked the director’s signature and issued targeted consultation requests for Professor Yang on their own. Generally, these were cases where the patient’s condition was not serious or complex, but the doctor issuing the request had a special relationship with the patient. In such instances, doctors would dare to take the risk. If successful, the reward was great; if they failed, at most they would face criticism, so every so often, such daredevils would appear.

Song Zimo handed the consultation request to Yang Ping, who briefly reviewed the summary of the illness on it. The symptoms were a jumbled mess, and the diagnoses listed were all uncertain. It seemed he might indeed be facing a troublesome case, so Yang Ping decided to set aside some time to see what it was all about.

A consult in the Tumor Surgery Department, and they specifically requested Yang Ping’s presence—it looked like this case was not simple. Although he was very busy, considering that no illness is trivial, Yang Ping decided to personally check it out. Before setting off, he pulled up the patient’s medical records on the computer for review, an essential step in the consult process.

The Surgical Research Institute was housed in its own building, so there was some distance to the Internal Medicine building. Yang Ping picked up the consultation request and touched the Montblanc pen clipped to his white gown’s left breast pocket before getting up and heading to the Internal Medicine building, followed by two young graduate students. Whenever Yang Ping went out for consultations, any doctors who were free and could go out would follow along.

The young doctors followed with the pure aim to learn. Even if they couldn’t understand or decipher some advanced concepts right now, prolonged exposure would naturally lead to comprehension.

Yang Ping moved quickly, and the following doctors also hurried along. Among the two students, the taller one appeared relaxed, while the shorter one seemed visibly anxious and strained, for even with a fast, short-step jog, he struggled to keep up with Professor Yang’s pace.

Surgeons are like that—a whirlwind in motion. There’s no time for leisurely paces. In fact, in the hospital, one could recognize surgeons from internal doctors at a glance, without the need to see the badges on their chests. If they moved quickly with an air of urgency, as if racing against time, they were definitely surgeons. If they walked steadily, with a thoughtful expression, they were surely internal doctors—almost without exception.

In the office of the Tumor Internal Department, Director Jiang was frowning; surrounded by several doctors, it seemed they were discussing a case. Clearly, Director Jiang’s recent state of mind was not very good. The circle of sparse hair around his head was evidently thinner than before, and he looked as if he was suffering from a lack of sleep, under a lot of pressure as well.

Upon seeing Yang Ping arrive, Director Jiang immediately stood up to greet him: "Professor Yang!"

Although Yang Ping was young, his status now made it perfectly appropriate for the director to stand up and address him as Professor Yang.

"Quick, go get the medical records!" Director Jiang ordered the doctors and then warmly invited Yang Ping to sit down. An agile young doctor had already brought a glass of water.

Several doctors rushed out to fetch the medical records, as if bringing them to Professor Yang was a matter of great honor. Soon enough, the medical records were brought over to Yang Ping. He had already previewed the information on the computer, so having the physical records was merely a formality. For the consulting party, it conveyed meticulousness, while for the inviting party, it showed respect for the consulting

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