Surgery Godfather
Chapter 525 - 477: He Can Definitely Go Back With You

Chapter 525: Chapter 477: He Can Definitely Go Back With You

After dinner, Takahashi took Yang Ping to the hotel.

A hotel near Tokyo University Hospital - Mori Hometown.

On the journey from Edogawa Ward to Bunkyo District, Takahashi incessantly explained to Yang Ping the scenery and stories of every place in Tokyo.

The bustling lights of Tokyo could not be concealed by the night. Even at late hours, the city remained extremely vibrant.

Many pubs, bars, karaoke bars, cinemas, retail stores stayed open until midnight, and many stores were open 24 hours a day.

Neon signs on the streets overflowed with color, including English, Japanese, and many mixed with Chinese characters.

"Tokyo’s splendid life truly begins at night. People work busily and feel repressed during the day, only at night can they find their true selves. After work, Japanese people don’t rush home, instead they go to pubs to drink. Everyone believes that alcohol is the best lubricant of life, it helps unload the exhaustion and misery of the day."

Takahashi said through the car window, summarizing the city’s nightlife.

Yang Ping was reminded of an animated film he’d seen before - Hayao Miyazaki’s ’Spirited Away’, where a scene was fresh in his memory.

As night falls and lights brighten, the silent street begins to buzz with activity. Various pubs and restaurants start filling with people. Spirits join in, arriving at a bathhouse on a luxury liner.

The sedan arrived at the Mori Hometown Hotel.

This was also the hotel where the other attending professors were staying. It wasn’t overly luxurious, but it was very close to Tokyo University Hospital, only a few hundred meters away.

From the hotel’s front door, a hundred meters to the left, stood Tokyo University. Tokyo University and Tokyo University Hospital were separated by just one street.

Despite the late night, everyone was eagerly waiting at the hotel entrance.

When the sedan came to a halt, Boss Cheng was the first one to jump out of the car and open the door, waiting by the side.

This took Takahashi by surprise, as it was supposed to be his duty to do so.

Among the crowd, Yang Ping noticed Xiao Su. She rushed towards him before controlling her pace.

The moment their eyes met, they shared an unspoken understanding.

Genuine things are often simple, not needing to be flaunted in public.

Song Zimo came forward: "Everyone refused to rest and insisted on waiting for you."

"Dr. Yang, welcome to Tokyo!"

Fujiwara Miyuki, her face flushed, greeted Yang Ping.

Once everyone had finished saying hello to Yang Ping.

Ning Qi was the last to approach. She extended her hand gracefully: "Thank you for your effort!"

"You’re welcome!"

Yang Ping gently shook hands with her.

To take care of her brother, Ning Qi put her work aside and rushed to Japan, he’s been busy for many days.

She’s had her fair share of hardship. Losing their mother early in life, her brother being away from home for ten years, their father passing away regretfully, and now her only remaining relative, her brother, having just returned to her side, facing a sudden crisis.

At this time, this thirty-year-old woman was trying her best to appear calm, hiding her inner anxiety and exhaustion.

"Don’t worry, let’s find a place, and I’ll take a look at Ning Yu’s medical records." Yang Ping reassured her.

"Thank you!"

Yang Ping immediately asked to see the case report upon getting off the car. Despite the tiredness from the journey, Ning Qi was deeply moved by his actions.

At this moment, Yang Ping was like a sturdy mountain, serving as the only source of her confidence.

"It’s very late, how about a rest first?" Boss Cheng suggested.

"Yes, no rush, we can check it tomorrow." Ning Qi was also reluctant to disturb him.

But Yang Ping insisted on checking the medical data tonight. He only had three days in Japan, every minute must be utilised to ensure the success of the surgery.

"I have prepared a suite for your meetings." Takahashi immediately told Yang Ping.

Song Zimo arrived in Tokyo two days earlier. He was already very familiar with the suite that Takahashi had prepared.

In the deep winter night, everyone gathered enthusiastically in the suite of Mori Hometown.

Song Zimo launched his laptop and connected it to a special film reading electronic screen.

He had copied Ning Yu’s complete medical treatment data into his laptop and had already arranged for the responsible doctor to complete the preoperative examination.

Although these doctors had strong emotions of resistance, the stringent medical system of Tokyo University Hospital ensured that every medical order was executed without any compromise.

These doctors resisted mentally, but there was no overstepping in their actions.

It had to be admitted that the management of Tokyo University Hospital was very organized, especially with attention to detail being extremely meticulous. The quality of the doctors was also very high.

Each imaging examination report was written in an extremely detailed and standard format. Ning Yu’s head enhanced CT report had dozens of pages and was described in great detail.

The case data came with many hand-drawn anatomical diagrams by doctors, supplementing the written case report.

Yang Ping had studied these documents many times over. Now he was going through them one more time to reassure Ning Qi, and at the same time get in some early communication with the rest of the team.

"How is it?" Song Zimo quietly asked.

Yang Ping drew his gaze from the screen, took a sip of tea from Boss Cheng: "The tumor hasn’t metastasized. It was detected quite early and can be completely excised. The surgery needs to be extremely meticulous. Bring up the drawing I gave you."

Song Zimo immediately brought up Yang Ping’s drawing, Yang Ping pointed to the picture and said: "This larger tumor is very similar to Professor Feng’s. During the removal process, cardiac arrest will inevitably occur a few times. As you can see, disturbance at these three places will cause arrest. You don’t need to worry too much. As long as we are timely, this kind of arrest can be reversed. But these two small tumors are very difficult to locate. Following a curved path to the tumors is critical and is very risky. All operating personnel must be our own: Song Zimo first assisting, Xu Zhiliang second assisting, Su Yixuan as the instrument nurse, Zhou Can as the scrub nurse, Liang Jing anesthetist, Zhang Lin Xiaowu in charge of maintaining operating room discipline."

"Since we only have a temporary surgery license, there must be a superintendent from the Japanese side present on stage." Song Zimo informed Yang Ping.

Yang Ping nodded, "Yes, but the Japanese professor can’t perform the surgery, they can only symbolically supervise it."

"Understood!" Song Zimo noted it down.

"After the preoperative discussion tomorrow morning, if there are no issues and the surgery time is confirmed, Song Zimo will still be in charge of communicating with Tokyo University Hospital’s medical team. Takahashi and Xu Zhiliang will assist you. Zhang Lin, you will handle administrative communication. In other words, you’ll act as the administrative officer of the Sanbo medical team, with Little Five assisting you."

"Me? Administrative?"

Zhang Lin pointed to himself. He only knew a few sentences in Japanese. How was he supposed to communicate?

Everyone was initially confused by this arrangement. Logically, Tang Fei would be the best fit for the role as she understands Japanese and wouldn’t encounter any communication barriers.

"You can speak Chinese, Takahashi, can you lend us your Chinese teacher to serve as Zhang Lin’s translator?" Yang Ping had a good impression of that Chinese teacher.

"No problem. Teacher Tang, we need your help."

Takahashi turned to Tang Shun, who had been by his side.

"Sure, sure! ---" Tang Shun was more than willing.

"I will compensate you separately, still on an hourly basis."

"Alright, why talk about money? Should I start counting now?"

Soon, Takahashi and Tang Shun settled their business adjustments.

"Old Xu, this? I can’t do this. I know my own abilities. My technical skills are rather... thin..." It was Zhang Lin’s turn to stammer and turn to Xu Zhiliang for help.

Xu Zhiliang tried to boost his confidence, "What are you afraid of? Dr. Yang has said that you are responsible for administrative communication. Do you understand? As long as you’re good with words, you can handle it. You are more than capable. Many people who become deans don’t necessarily have technical skills. They do well, don’t they?"

Is he encouraging me or mocking me?

Zhang Lin muttered to himself, but hearing what Xu Zhiliang said gave him confidence. Administrative communication, he understood. Immediately, he pulled himself together and straightened his back.

"Haven’t you always loved to show off since you were young? Now you have a chance to show off on an international level!"

Xu Zhiliang patted his back, whispering in Zhang Lin’s ear.

"Zhang Lin? Any problems?" Yang Ping noticed that Zhang Lin hadn’t formally responded.

Zhang Lin immediately raised his hand, "I promise to complete the task!"

"That’s good!"

Yang Ping continued explaining Ning Yu’s medical condition.

"I’ve already explained this operation to you repeatedly beforehand. Now, I need to go over it again. The most dangerous step is the removal of these two small tumors. Following this exposed route, maneuvering through the gaps in the nerve nucleus group and ultimately reaching the tumor. Some areas of operation are extremely narrow. Any mistakes could lead to the patient having a cardiac arrest. This kind of arrest cannot be reversed. The whole process cannot tolerate any mistakes."

Everyone present felt a knot in their stomach. The surgery hadn’t even begun yet, and their hearts were already racing.

Ning Qi was also very nervous, but she believed in Yang Ping. This trust seemed natural and didn’t need any reason.

"Does anyone have any questions? It’s getting late. You all should rest."

Everyone began to disperse and return to their rooms to rest.

"Dr. Yang..."

Ning Qi wanted to say something but only managed to call out quietly.

The calm facade she had could fool others, but it couldn’t fool Yang Ping.

"Don’t worry. It will be fine. I’m here!"

"She will definitely be able to return with you!"

Yang Ping’s tone was gentle, but extremely confident and firm.

"Yes..."

Ning Qi nodded, her eyes brimming with tears.

The reason why brainstem surgery is so difficult and risky is because it is the core of life. It controls a person’s heartbeat and breathing. If the life core is disturbed, the patient will die.

With the advancement in neurosurgery, everyone’s knowledge of brainstem anatomy is deepening. Doctors have found some safe gaps. Surgery in these safe gaps will not endanger life.

However, these safe gaps are currently only superficially understood in anatomy and have not reached a mature and precise level.

So, even with these safe gaps, the success rate of brainstem surgery is still only about 20%.

Cases like Ning Yu have a success rate of zero globally. There are no successful precedents.

The same goes for Fujiwara Tani. The success rate of the surgery is zero, which is why Japan’s top doctors are stumped.

"Teacher Zhang, this is Teacher Tang. Let him follow you." Takahashi introduced Tang Shun to Zhang Lin.

"Uhm, Secretary Tang, may I call you Secretary Tang?" Zhang Lin finally found his footing.

Tang Shun immediately shook hands with Zhang Lin, "Of course, you can. From now on, I’ll be your translator. There’s no issue with you calling me Secretary Tang. Rest assured, my Japanese is absolutely reliable. Whether it’s Kansai or Kanto, even if they speak in dialect, I can translate it for you."

Zhang Lin exchanged phone numbers and WeChat accounts with Tang Shun for easy contact. He reminded Tang Shun not to leave his side the next morning and then he went back to rest with Little Five.

"Five! Tell me why, out of all the capable people here, Dr. Yang chose me as the administrative officer of this medical team?" Zhang Lin still didn’t understand.

Little Five laughed, "The role of an administrative officer, as you said, is a position of authority. Out of all of us, you’re the one who looks most like an official, so the position is yours by default. Look at Song Zimo, he has a lot on his plate and can’t be distracted. He also lacks that official-like demeanor. As for Xu Zhiliang, you know him, three sentences are enough to make Tokyo University Hospital lose staff. Tang Fei would have been a good fit, but she lacks the official air about her. Only you, Teacher Zhang! You exude an official demeanor from head to toe. It’s inherent, something about your aura. Only you, Teacher Zhang, has that aura. Dr. Yang’s decision must have been well considered and not made carelessly."

"Bro, really? I’d never noticed before that I have this sort of demeanor." Zhang Lin was doubtful as he rubbed his chin.

Little Five nodded in affirmation.