Surgery Godfather
Chapter 738 - 657: The Suit Mobster_2

Chapter 738: Chapter 657: The Suit Mobster_2

"Mr. Chene, I really admire your straight forward communication style. Firstly, I have indeed been to the United States."

Chene seemed to have grasped a very valuable piece of information, "I thought so, because inventing a procedure would be very difficult."

Yang Ping ignored him and continued,

"However, I didn’t go to the United States to study. I have never studied in the United States or any other country. I went to the United States mainly to teach. I taught American doctors how to perform surgeries. As such, I have established deep friendships with many American doctors."

Wu Zi from Spine Center in your city is one of my friends.

Nonetheless,Yang Ping wouldn’t casually bring up such things.

"Secondly, you’ve claimed that my new technique was discarded by you guys ten years ago, which surprises me. Because If you had mastered this technique ten years ago, when I had just started attending university, I’m curious, Professor Chene, ten years ago, what surgical instruments did you use for the sub-osteal stripping?"

Chene was taken aback. Any lie is bound to crumble when it comes to the details.

Which tool did he use?

Chene, being a top professor, knew that Yang Ping was deliberately trying to catch him in a lie publicly. An unintended slip of the tongue could lead to a great embarrassment.

Should he answer with an osteotome? Can osteotome do such work?

Or should he answer with a laser knife? Was the laser knife applied in such surgeries back then?

Chene thought for a while before responding, "A laser knife!"

His answer was correct.

"So, Professor Chene, you should know which company’s laser knife that was? What energy level was required to perform the sub-osteal stripping?" Yang Ping continued his line of questioning.

Consecutive questioning is most lethal. If the first query is handled, it doesn’t mean the next one can also be dealt with. Eventually, one will falter at a point.

If he refuses to answer, he would be admitting to his own lies.

If he claims to have forgotten, no one would believe him. A surgeon, not knowing the brand or the energy level of the laser knife they’ve practiced with?

That would be equivalent to frequently performing joint replacement procedures but not knowing the brand of the prosthetics used.

It’s like saying you’ve served in the military but have no idea what kind of firearm you were assigned.

Chene hadn’t anticipated such a line of questioning from Yang Ping. He thought, being a U.S professor, Yang Ping wouldn’t possibly question him carelessly. Even if there were some doubts, out of respect or other reasons, he wouldn’t put him on the spot.

But Yang Ping was unsparing, treating him with no special regards, sticking to facts only.

"The brand--- the energy level--- it was ten years ago; I’ve forgotten about it. I don’t have much of an impression on discarded technology."

Sweating a little, Chene responded vaguely. He didn’t dare say anything rashly for fear of causing laughter if he got it wrong.

Being ambiguous like this mostly prevented major problems.

In the past, regardless of which hospital he was in, he was considered an absolute authority there.

If other hospitals had any new technologies, they would eagerly ask him for feedback, hoping to gain approval.

Unlike today where he is standing here so comfortably, being questioned by others.

"Professor Chene, I think you might be mistaken. If you really had such a great technology ten years ago, then why have you chosen to cut through the tumor to carry out the pedicle sectioning in your current new technology, rather than using the sub-osteal separation technique to achieve clean margins?" Yang Ping approached Chene.

Chene couldn’t look Yang Ping in the eyes, "Perhaps, there’s a misunderstanding here. Maybe I have made a mistake."

Good!

Director Hu internally let out a sigh of relief. He had long disapproved of this arrogant man.

Qiu Ruo sat at the back, watching Yang Ping corner Chene, so confident, so calm, so composed. The great American professor stood befuddled in front of Yang Ping. Qiu Ruo was so shocked that she almost fell off her chair. Words couldn’t describe the admiration she felt for Yang Ping.

Noticing Qiu Ruo’s distinct unease, her friend, a nurse from the other operating room, saw her fixated on the young professor on stage and teased her,

"You haven’t taken your eyes off him. Are you interested in him?"

"Am I supposed to watch you instead of the lecturer while attending a lecture? Aren’t you supposed to look at the speaker during a lecture?" Qiu Ruo indignantly replied but her gaze never strayed away.

This left the nurse with nothing to say.

Professor Yang and Mr. Chene were at the forefront of research on spinal tumor surgery. The unyielding Mr. Chene fired off numerous questions, turning the whole seminar into a battle between himself and Professor Yang, which was within the expectations of Professor Liang and Director Hu.

Chene was tenacious. Each time he was rebutted, he always provoked another question.

"Professor Yang, your surgery took four hours, which is quite fast, but it involves compromising on many steps. I don’t understand why you lessen the quality of the surgery for speed. Isn’t the goal of surgery effectiveness and not speed?"

"Mr. Chene, I usually don’t pay attention to the duration of the surgery; my focus is to steadily perform the surgery at my own pace. This surgery went slower than usual. Generally, similar surgeries don’t go beyond four hours, so the question of speed is irrelevant. Regarding your point about omitting surgical steps, you are referring to the penetrating surgical method. Those steps are not skipped; they are simply unnecessary. For instance, one could separate the tissue under the periosteum and there is no need to deal with the muscular blood vessels at the rear."

Four hours, even less than his usual surgery time, Chene was rebutted again and sat back down, deflated.

Not only did Yang Ping need to build confidence among the audience, but he also had to correct their attitudes, discouraging them from thinking they were inferior or doubting their own advancements to be somebody else’s rejected technologies.

We shouldn’t be blindly arrogant, but we also mustn’t have an inferiority complex.

"Professor Yang, does your judgement on tumor boundaries rely on experience or is it backed by theory? If it is the former, I think it is rather hasty."

Chene really was shameless.

Yang Ping calmly replied, "Our judgement is backed by robust theoretical support. We’ll publicize this new theory in the form of a paper later on, so I won’t elaborate further here."

Chene had hoped to get some valuable information out of him this way, but it appeared to be impossible.

In the face-off between Yang Ping and Chene, Qiu Ruo’s eyes were glued to Yang Ping, not drifting away for a moment.

The professor from Minneapolis in the United States, who acted high and mighty wherever he went, now sat dejectedly in front of this man after being rebutted and fell silent in his seat.

Although Yang Ping spoke gently, his words were incredibly powerful.

He was a true suave killer!

So domineering! Completely smitten!

Qiu Ruo took out her phone and sent another WeChat message to Xiao Su.

[Can’t believe Professor Yang is such a suave killer. He looks so refined, but doesn’t mince words at academic conferences. So dreamy! A man should be assertive, not weak.]

[Can you please stop sending me these messages? Let’s chat about something else.]

[Are you getting jealous? Isn’t he from your hospital? Should we compare? Even though I lost to you at tennis, I think I might beat you at life.]

[Pathetic!]

[Okay, calm down, we’re best friends. I understand how you feel, but stop raining on my parade, okay? You’ll find your prince someday, just wait. I’m not trying to upset you. I’m just excited and sharing my secrets. I think he’s interested in me. I can’t confirm if it’s love at first sight, but I definitely feel a good vibe. You know what? During the surgery, when I couldn’t keep up, he didn’t scold me. He quietly slowed down for me and he stood up for me to the head nurse. Such a warm feeling.]

[Poor thing, you’re so invested that I’ll let you dream a little. Waking you up will be cruel.]

[Great things always start from a dream, and the same goes for great love. I told you as a good friend to not rain on my parade. I’m only sharing this with you. If you’re not going to support me, who will?]

[Go for it!]

I bet you’re going to embarrass yourself in front of me, but never mind, we’re friends. There’s no harm in doing that once before me.

[Thanks, I’ll definitely try my best!]

Now that’s what best friends are for!

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