Surgery Godfather
Chapter 736 - 656: I’m in Love

Chapter 736: Chapter 656: I’m in Love

The surgery ended, with an estimated duration of twenty hours, was successfully completed in four hours.

Song Yun was solely focused on the surgery and had no concept of how much time had passed. When he saw the timer on the wall panel indicating a little past noon, he himself found it hard to believe.

"What time is it now?" he asked the patrolling nurse.

For this type of surgery, over fifteen hours was the usual timeframe, now at four hours, he questioned whether there was a malfunction in the timer.

The patrolling nurse glanced at the panel: "Isn’t it 1:30?" He asked.

"Is that clock working?" Song Yun inquired, unable to put his mind at ease.

"It’s 1:30." The patrolling nurse also seemed uncertain, and specifically went over to the computer to check the time displayed there.

The anesthesiologist was quietly aiding Jing Yunsong with recovery from general anesthesia. The doctor maintained his usual reticent style, working without unnecessary chatter, having virtually no presence as if the operation had proceeded without an anesthesiologist.

"You guys go to eat, I’ll keep an eye on him." This was the second sentence uttered by the anesthesiologist.

He asked the surgeons, including Yang Ping, to go have lunch, as the meal had been delivered to the operating room’s rest area.

So far, during the four-hour surgery, the anesthesiologist had only spoken two sentences and hadn’t engaged in idle chat with anyone.

Everyone else seemed aware that he wasn’t a man of many words and, as such, they refrained from striking conversation with him.

Instrument nurse Qiu Ruo tidied up the instruments and sent them to the disinfection room for cleaning. The Patrolling nurse sorted the operating room’s bill of materials, sat down to check the surgical nursing records, and called for the cleaning staff to prepare for the cleanup of the operating room.

The operating room, pre and post-surgery, was incredibly tidy without a trace of disorder. It was truly indicative of a top-tier Chinese hospital’s standards.

Head Nurse Xin had never seen a surgery performed so swiftly. The chordoma had invaded three vertebrae, and to perform a full resection on all three in merely four hours was something unseen in her medical career.

In the aftermath of the surgery, she was at a loss, unsure of what the next step was.

"Dr. Song, please escort Professor Yang to have lunch." Head Nurse Xin found herself filling the silence with this suggestion.

While a meal had been prepared for the surgery room personnel, those in the meeting room were provided with fast food. As the surgery was originally expected to last for over ten hours, even the dinner prepared was in the form of fast food.

The surgery ending in four hours completely disrupted Xiehe Hospital’s plans.

Dr. Kong stayed behind to monitor the patient’s recovery while Song Yun accompanied Yang Ping to the rest area for lunch.

There were already many doctors having lunch in the lounge, all of them surgeons handling emergency procedures. They utilized this break to chat and relax before immersing themselves back into the intense surgical procedures.

Upon reaching the lounge, Yang Ping took off his mask and accepted the cup of water that Song Yun offered him. After four hours without water, he was quite thirsty and had to down three cups of water before his thirst was quenched.

The two of them found a spot and sat down to eat. Qiu Ruo had already finished cleaning the instruments and also came to the lounge to have her lunch.

This beautiful nursing postgraduate, with her refined features, radiated intelligent beauty. Even the scrubs couldn’t mask her excellent figure.

When she saw Yang Ping, who had removed his mask, she was simply taken by the charm that exuded from his handsome, refined, and extraordinary demeanor, seemingly more enchanting than during the operation.

"Hello, Professor Yang!" Qiu Ruo greeted Yang Ping.

Yang Ping responded with a polite smile as a reciprocation of the greeting.

"Thank you!" Qiu Ruo expressed gratitude for Yang Ping’s understanding during the operation.

"You’re welcome." Yang Ping continued with his meal.

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In the Orthopedics meeting room, everyone was now starting to have lunch as well.

A couple of doctoral students, carrying boxes, began to distribute fast food meals and bottled water to the attendees.

Professor Chene, who had been feeling frustrated, picked up a meal box and started to eat.

He thought the Chinese were too narrow-minded, too stingy, even studying in exchange required a queue, moreover, he did not admit that he needed advanced training, but defined his learning need as studying in exchange.

How could a four-hour surgery possibly be completed in four hours?

He knew in his heart that Chinese technology was much more advanced than his own, but he couldn’t admit it out loud, so he pondered how to get his hands on this technology.

New technology like Yang Ping’s wasn’t something that could be mastered just by watching a demonstration and video once, one must understand the underlying supporting theory, otherwise even following a video to perform surgery would not achieve good results.

The more Chene thought about it, the worse he felt, his appetite was poor, he only ate a few bites of a chicken leg and could not swallow anything else.

Just like a certain rich man in the village, his neighbor was a poor man whom the rich man had always despised. But with the poor man’s efforts, one day, he was actually living a wealthy life, even better than the rich man. The rich man was very uncomfortable, not because he became poorer - his life was still wealthy; it was because the poor man became rich, who could now sit on an equal footing with him and have his quality of life.

This was exactly Chene’s feelings of discomfort, as if ants were crawling in his heart.

"Professor Hu!" Chene said to Director Hu after he finished his meal.

"You may be misunderstanding. I mean we ought to exchange doctors for study, not send doctors to your training. We have all created new technologies. New technologies will have flaws. The essence of your new technology is still different from European and American technology. It’s better to let us help you evaluate this new technology, then we can discuss exchanging the two new technologies - each can learn from the other," Chene said brazenly.

He was very aware that some people in China held an ideological trend of believing that Western technology was definitely more advanced than China’s. Regardless of what task was at hand, they always hoped for approval from the West.

"Exchange study? Professor Chene, we are not planning on involving this technology in any exchange studies for the time being. If you wish to apply for advanced training, you may join the queue. If it is for exchanging studies, there is, unfortunately, no opportunity to queue at this time," Director Hu unreservedly said.

Chene was getting more and more frustrated, he did not expect Director Hu to be so unyielding.

"Professor Hu, don’t you want our approval of your new technology? Recognition from North America or Europe is very important. It’s beneficial for your promotion, for you to publish papers, and for you to win international awards. Your technology does show some backwardness. Don’t be fooled by the speed of surgery. The effect of the surgery is the most important. Pursuing speed is very naive. Some of the demonstrated techniques are ones that we have already discarded. Continuing to use them is very dangerous. As a colleague, it is my duty to remind you." Chene’s face was actually very thick, lying comes without any psychological pressure.

"Practice is the only standard to test truth. We can evaluate whether the technology works ourselves - you don’t need to worry. You should be more concerned about your new technology. We don’t care if our new technology is the best in the world for now, but it is definitely the best technology Chinese doctors can master." Director Hu was completely ignoring Chene’s set-up.

Chene saw Director Hu was hard-set, it was very infuriating, but he was not able to vent his anger.

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After finishing her lunch, Qiu Ruo took out her phone and sneaked a WeChat to Su Yixuan. She had a crush on Professor Yang and was hoping to gain all the information about him from her good friend.

[Is Professor Yang from your hospital married?]

[He has a girlfriend]

[I asked if he is married?]

[No!]

[Alright, I’m going to tell you a secret: I’m in love!]

[?]

[What should I do if I find myself falling in love with Professor Yang from your hospital at first sight? I feel like I’m in love when I see him.]

[Give it up, he has a girlfriend. He won’t like your type, you won’t be able to handle him.]

[Are you so sure? Just you wait and see, I’ll make him fall for me.]

[You’ll be socially dead!]

[Are you jealous? Really, he’s my Prince Charming.]

Qiu Ruo, as a nursing graduate student, is currently a nurse at Xiehe Hospital. As a nurse, she’s the elite among elites, also comes from a good family background, not to mention her excellent appearance and figure.

Like Xiao Su, she enjoys sports and fitness and maintains a devilish figure.

A girl like this actually has very high standards when choosing a partner.

Now looking at Yang Ping, it’s as if she’s found her own Prince Charming, who’s unmarried, this must be the Prince Charming bestowed to her by Heaven.

Fine, just wait for your social demise.