Surgery Godfather
Chapter 801 - 718 You’ve Chosen the Right Place to Advance Your Studies_2

Chapter 801: Chapter 718 You’ve Chosen the Right Place to Advance Your Studies_2

At the meeting, only two voices prevailed, while everyone else remained silent.

Seeing that Dean Xia did not speak up, Dean Sun also had to abandon treatment. The situation was beyond repair, and when the time came, the investigation team could write whatever conclusions they wished with a stroke of a pen.

"Don’t bring up other matters; we are investigating this particular incident right now. Why have you been complained about specifically, when others have not?"

"Then tomorrow, I’ll go and lodge a complaint at your Health Department. Do you dare to initiate an investigation?"

"Your Comprehensive Surgery Department, allowing a surgeon to perform all kinds of surgeries, is that reasonable? Who granted you the authority, who gave you the audacity?"

"We granted it to ourselves, is that illegal? If the law does not forbid it, it’s permissible. We have all the necessary licenses, we have all the required processes, why must you be the ones to assess? If we carry out a surgery that you have never performed, how can you assess it?" Zhang Lin retorted with a series of questions.

"Nonsense and sophistry!"

"We serve our patients wholeheartedly, fearing neither ghosts nor evil spirits!"

"Let’s not get agitated. We are conducting an investigation, and you have the right to defend yourselves. But let’s communicate calmly. This matter is actually quite easy to handle. We will review whether the case record matches the actual condition of the patient. Won’t we know once we see the patient together? As for whether the Comprehensive Surgery Department’s full scope of practice is justified, won’t we understand by looking at their surgery success rates?" Professor Li interjected, attempting to defuse the tense atmosphere and prevent the argument from getting out of hand.

"Let me say a few words. I won’t comment on the first two matters; the three complaints you’re facing do seem quite unreasonable, and it’s no surprise that there have been complaints. Was it really necessary to spend so much money building a laboratory? Our hospital’s revenue last year was several times yours, yet we didn’t invest in such a luxurious lab. Isn’t that just for show? Who needs such a big lab for experiments? In the end, isn’t it just a pile of scrap iron? You really have many other areas where money needs to be spent; why not save a bit and allocate funds where they’re most needed? For example, your nursing department’s office, to be honest, is far behind ours. The office computers are still those from ten years ago, even the dean’s office doesn’t look the part, with such old sofas." The nursing expert spoke seriously, and as a member of the expert group, it was important for her to assert her authority.

Actually, being part of such an expert group and conducting inspections elsewhere can be a very satisfying experience.

"The patient is back!"

The door was gently nudged open just a crack, and then a young doctor darted in; it was Li Guodong, and he brought good news.

"The patient is back? — Let’s see the patient," Professor Wang expressed in amazement.

Professor Wang had believed that this patient would never return, thinking that saying he would was just a stalling tactic; he never expected him to actually come back.

For a Plastic Surgery patient, it’s essential to see the person, and preferably to know what they looked like before and after the surgery. Since it’s already after the surgery, we can only check the post-operative appearance.

Anyway, the post-operative status couldn’t possibly be as perfect as the photos in the case record, virtually indistinguishable from a normal person.

"Bring the patient in!" Song Zimo instructed Li Guodong.

Everyone eagerly waited, looking towards the door for the patient to enter.

Dean Xia and Director Han had remained silent, letting these young people handle the situation, and also because it wasn’t convenient for them to intervene directly.

As the patient was brought in, everyone craned their necks to get a close look. This is a patient after severe burn reconstruction surgery? Impossible.

Apart from a slight stiffness in facial expression, there was no visible difference from a normal person. How could that be? Even though most were not Plastic Surgeons, they still had basic knowledge – while they might not have eaten pork before, they had certainly seen pigs run.

Professor Wang asked the patient to stand in front of him and scrutinized closely. How could it be possible? There was really no difference from the photograph.

Could it be?

Could it be that the photoshopped image was not from after the surgery, but from before?

Professor Wang had a keen memory of this special case, as he had been consulted previously. Now, seeing the patient looking completely normal after the surgery, he was certain it couldn’t be the same person he remembered. Professor Wang could make a conclusive judgment.

If so, and the patient had been a normal person all along with the surgery being fictitious, Sanbo was in for a big event.

Many experts stood up and walked over to observe the patient, marveling and even asking privately about some surgical details, curious to know how it was achieved.

According to the medical record, the patient had suffered severe burns all over the body, covered in scars, with only the perineal area having a patch of healthy skin. The features were severely deformed and the scalp was also scarred. Yet, after the surgery, the patient had returned to a normal appearance. Initially, everyone had doubted the authenticity of the photos, but now with the patient standing before them, it was indeed the case.

"Please, take a seat! May I ask you a few questions?" Professor Wang regained his smile and spoke kindly.

Li Guodong brought over a chair, asking Teacher Sun to sit next to Professor Wang, who began to question the patient in front of everyone: "First, I need to verify your identity information. Sorry for the inconvenience, but since we’re conducting an investigation, we must be thorough."

"What’s your name?"

"My name is Sun Zeming!"

"Your ID number?"

"---"

"When and where were you burned? Can you describe the detailed process of your treatment?"

Professor Wang believed this patient was a fraud; he didn’t believe in the patient’s story, so he asked in detail. The patient could bring someone else to feign compliance with the investigation. In many cases, Professor Wang knew more about what was happening than anyone else.

But medical history can’t be faked. Let him speak first, then verify the details again, and the truth will quickly become clear.

Teacher Sun recounted his medical history, narrating it like a story, clearly detailing the long process of seeking medical care: which year, which month, where he went, and whom he saw, with no confusion on any detail.

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