Surgery Godfather
Chapter 529 - 481: Two Meters Away

Chapter 529: Chapter 481: Two Meters Away

"This is Professor Matsui from Shunten-do."

Takahashi was there introducing the identities of the questioner and acting as a translator at all times.

Tang Shun was providing translation assistance from the audience, but Takahashi managed with ease without needing Tang Shun’s help for now.

"Professor Matsui!" Yang Ping bowed slightly in politeness.

"What you said is very good, I agree. We don’t have hundreds of cadaver dissections, but currently, we have studies on thirty cases. Quantitative changes can cause qualitative changes, and the amount varies from person to person. Some people need a hundred surgeries to get proficient, while some only need ten. In other words, every person, every team, requires a different amount to cause qualitative change."

"Moreover, this type of surgery, we already have two successful cases to back it up."

"If this patient does not receive surgery, the probability of death is 100%. Why not apply an operation that already has successful experience to him? Even if it is experimental, it is entirely feasible. The goal of medicine is only one---to cure the patient."

"Hmm---"

Matsui felt that there was nothing wrong with the response.

It seems that he, Komori, and Mitsui have no way to take back Ning Yu’s chief surgeon’s authority.

"How did you get to know this young man? How come you never told me about him before?"

Ikeda’s interest in this young man was growing.

"During an academic conference last year, Tokyo University Hospital and their hospital simultaneously live-streamed a trauma resuscitation. A patient with abdominal injuries had a huge aneurysm in his abdominal cavity which was also impacted, causing uncontrollable massive bleeding. At that time, Takahashi was attending the conference and went on stage to help the surgery. However, he could not continue after opening the patient up. This Doctor Yang took over, remained calm and composed, and successfully completed the operation. I failed to save a patient with the same condition last year---" Fujiwara Masao explained the whole process to Professor Ikeda.

"Arrange this surgery as soon as possible!" Ikeda gave up his prejudices.

"You agree?" Fujiwara Masao did not expect him to change his mind so quickly.

He previously agreed to uphold Fujiwara’s decision, but now he agrees from his heart.

"Self-confidence coming from one’s abilities is impossible to fake. You have chosen the right person. I must support whoever you invite. We are old, and the hospital’s advisory group should not exist. I have proposed its disbandment several times, but there is still no progress. If the facts prove that he can succeed, then what about the president’s surgery?" Ikeda spoke to Fujiwara in the lightest tone.

"I’m considering it."

Fujiwara nodded and fell into thought. The internal relations of the family are complex, and the two factions fighting for the successor are irreconcilable.

One side is the designated successor according to the medical advice, and the other hopes to change this decision.

No one knows the cruelty of the struggle better than Fujiwara Masao. However, in a twist of fate, the designated successor hopes that the president will never wake up.

The opposition hopes that he will wake up so that they can reconvene the family internal meeting and discuss the change of successor.

Fujiwara Masao is just a doctor, but he is also part of the family and cannot stay out of it.

Ikeda felt a bit tired. He heard that China has developed rapidly in recent years and didn’t expect it to be true, even the young and promising Professor Takahashi submitted to this Chinese doctor.

Looking back at those foreign experts who were watching, Ito felt that the chairmanship of the Asia-Pacific Orthopedic Association might change hands in this session. Fujiwara could not hold it. Perhaps this is an unstoppable trend.

After Yang Ping finished speaking, the venue was quiet, and no one asked questions.

The vast majority do not have experience in this type of surgery. Those who do have experience in simple cases also cannot share their experiences.

At this moment, administrative personnel such as those from the office and high-difficulty medical evaluation departments who were present could only give the decision-making power to Professors like Ikeda, Fujiwara, and Komori.

Ikeda, this seasoned old professor with great medical achievements, suddenly fell silent.

Perhaps an era is about to pass.

"I will not attend the next academic meeting. I’m a bit tired. Some things are trends that cannot be resisted, so don’t care too much." Ikeda leaned back on the chair half-closing his eyes after he finished speaking.

Fujiwara Masao understood the teacher’s meaning. Not only in the field of medicine, but the development of China will also one day surpass Japan completely. This is the future trend. The advantage of Japan in some aspects is only temporary and will be surpassed one day.

It’s difficult to thoroughly explain this totally new surgical method within one hour, but everyone already basically understood it.

"Does anyone have any questions? This is a case discussion. Everyone is free to speak."

As the host of the meeting, Takahashi asked again.

The venue was still quiet, and no one spoke.

Both Japanese and foreign doctors who came to the conference were eager to see this surgery. Many people suggested whether they could observe this operation at the opening ceremony in the morning.

Yang Ping also wanted the surgery to be performed as soon as possible, not to show off his skills, but to operate as soon as possible to reduce the possibility of sequela.

Ning Yu’s pre-op preparations were already done. She had been fasting and could be sent to the operating room at any time.

Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, Liang Jing, Xiao Su, Zhou Can, Zhang Lin, and Little Five were also ready and standing by at all times.

Someone stood up, it was Professor Lin from Singapore National Central Hospital.

"When can this surgery begin?"

"Anytime, as soon as possible!" Takahashi replied.

"Could the operation be scheduled for the opening ceremony today morning? Although this is a cross-disciplinary operation, it involves cervical vertebrae. Surgery on the basilar and cervical vertebrae is also a very complex operation in our orthopedics. We want to observe this operation. I had the privilege of observing Doctor Yang’s spinal surgery, and I learned a lot."

"Considering the patient’s condition, the sooner, the better, and the patient’s pre-operation preparations are already good to go. It will depend on the scheduling."

Takahashi gave the decision power to Fujiwara Masao.

This proposition got the support of many doctors in the audience, and many eager Japanese doctors also expressed their support.

The surgery which felt next to impossible, how exactly would it be done? Even a slight tremble in the action could be fatal, even the thought of it was thrilling.

Especially doing such precise and complicated operations on such a small upper cervical cord and brainstem, even the current surgical robots can’t do it, how is it possible to realize it with just hands?

It seems everyone’s interest in this surgery is overshadowing the upcoming academic forum.

"Have you made up your mind? Allow him to lead the surgery, and immediately?"

Ito, who had kept silent all along, questioned Ikeda beside him.

Ikeda half opened his eyes and calmly answered, "We’re both old, the advisory group should not even exist. Let Fujiwara decide. It’s the family’s choice. As long as Dr. Yang is qualified and there’s no issue with the whole procedure, I think there’s no problem."

"You compromised?" Ito found the Japanese doctors in the venue to be performing awfully and he didn’t expect Ikeda to utter such dreadful words.

If it were Shunten-do Hospital, he would certainly step in to take control, but this was Tokyo University Hospital, Ikeda’s territory.

"Not compromise, but we can’t go against the trend. Let it be."

Ikeda did not intend to explain further. He turned to Fujiwara and said,

"Bring the high difficulty new medical evaluation form, I’ll sign it, let the surgery start as soon as possible, don’t wait anymore."

Fujiwara beckoned, a young doctor immediately brought the prepared evaluation form.

Ikeda signed his name without hesitation.

Then he stood up and left the venue early, "I want to get some rest. I entrust everything to you."

"Thank you, professor!" Fujiwara stood and escorted his former teacher out of the venue.

Ikedea turning to leave said to Fujiwara, "You’re right, proceed as you see fit."

Ito, who was left in the venue fell into confusion. He didn’t expect the old guy Ikeda to wash his hands of the whole affair.

"I’ll arrange the surgery as soon as possible."

Takahashi picked up the phone, issuing orders to send the patient to the operating room.

Ning Yu was sent to the surgical department, Ning Qi followed the stretcher all the way to the entrance of the operating room, then sat in the family waiting area, with her heart in her throat.

After discussing the case, everyone moved to another meeting room to participate in the subsequent Asia-Pacific Orthopedics Association Forum.

"The young man took the initiative, even before the conference started, it’s estimated he’s already helped garner quite a few votes for you." Professor Liang said to Professor Su with a smile.

Just now, they sat in the venue with Chinese doctors without speaking, they only quietly observed. It was a case discussion within others, they could only observe.

As soon as they arrived in the new venue and took their seats, Professor Liang didn’t hold back and started chatting.

"This surgery is extremely difficult and it’s cross-disciplinary. Higher cervical welts are within our orthopedics field, but the brain stem is entirely neurosurgery." Professor Su couldn’t help but worry for Yang Ping. However, he thought about how Yang Ping successfully performed Professor Feng’s surgery at the Golden Knife award, and he calmed down significantly.

Professor Liang said, "You don’t have to worry for him. This kid’s smart, he doesn’t fight battles without assurance. Looking at how assured he is, they’re now part of a registered surgical institute, it is not cross-disciplinary for him."

"The procedures are tough and complicated. If you dissect in the middle of these neural clusters, a slight misstep could cause heartbeat and respiration to stop. If it’s successful, it’s another advancement. This guy is really daring." Professor Qin also joined in the chat.

Sigh, no matter how they persuaded, this guy just wouldn’t go to Beijing.

Su Nanchen and a group of young doctors who came for the conference were also discussing this surgery. He really wanted to go to the operating room to take a look but thought about it, even if he entered, he wouldn’t be able to see clearly. The screens would be clearer.

Old Cheng couldn’t enter the operating room, so he and Huang Jiacai just sat in the venue without anything to do.

"This— will the Japanese try any tricks?" Old Cheng worried, he always felt uneasy.

Huang Jiacai thought about it, "I’m also worried about this, but we can’t help with anything."

Old Cheng rubbed his hands, "I’m not at ease. I look at these people and feel like they’re trying something."

"Surely not." Su Nanchen joined in.

The conference is about to start, Fujiwara needed to chair the conference while Takahashi accompanied Yang Ping to the operating room.

The personnel for the surgery included Yang Ping, Song Zimo, Xu Zhiliang, and two Japanese doctors - Komori Daisuke and Mitsui.

The instrument nurse was Su Yixuan, and the patrolling nurse was Zhou Can. However, they both had assistance from a Japanese nurse.

A Japanese anesthesiologist also assisted Liang Fatty in performing tracheal intubation, providing help nearby.

Komori Daisuke and Mitsui were restricted by Zhang Lin from getting within one meter of the surgical area.

Their presence was purely because it was required by law. Those who really performed the surgery were Yang Ping, Song Zimo, and Xu Zhiliang.

Zhang Lin, as the administrative officer of the medical team, he was responsible for maintaining the discipline of the operating room.

His first rule was - Komori and Mitsui had to stay behind the two-meter safety line. He even readied seats for them so they could sit quietly on the seats after washing their hands and dressing up, until the surgery finished.

Hearing this rule, Komori and Mitsui were very angry.

"Why are we arranged to sit two meters away?" Mitsui was particularly angered being restricted like this in his own hospital.

"Please tell him that the surgery carries a very high risk. To ensure safety of the surgery, we must comply with protocol. Don’t ask why, just obey. Otherwise, they would be expelled from the operating room. This is the power that the Tokyo University Hospital administration gave me, now in the entire operating room, where everyone sits, my word is law. If they continue with the complaints, they would be relocated to the corner."

Zhang Lin held his head high and chest out. This surgery didn’t really need him to be hands-on, so he and Little Five were both beneath the platform.

"’complaints’, can you translate that?" Zhang Lin asked Tang Shun.

Tang Shun also donned a scrub, translating words in the operating room.

"Rest assured, you just spit it out, don’t worry about my translating skills." Tang Shun said with ease, then translated Zhang Lin’s words verbatim.

Mitsui and Komori turned pale with anger.

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