Surgery Godfather
Chapter 821 - 735 World-Class Monographs

Chapter 821: Chapter 735 World-Class Monographs

Due to a lung infection, Lu Jiangbei’s surgery had to be postponed, and Yang Ping could only wait for the treatment results before deciding on the next steps.

If the lung infection could not be controlled, Lu Jiangbei would definitely experience respiratory failure, and then surgery would only hasten death, serving no purpose.

The surgery could be performed perfectly, but if the patient died, that would be the biggest joke in the surgical field, and Yang Ping certainly didn’t want that to happen.

During the morning shift change, Yang Ping noticed an extra person in the team of doctors. He didn’t pay much attention and simply lowered his head to ask Song Zimo beside him, "Who’s that? A new visiting trainee?"

Song Zimo said in surprise, "That’s Ivan. You actually forgot about him? He’s been in the Plastic Surgery Department for several days, and today he’s back to attend the shift change meeting."

Ivan had been out of sight for several days, and Yang Ping had almost forgotten about him.

Just like the interns and standardized training students who come and go in the department, sometimes they really do slip one’s mind.

Ivan had also been busy these past few days. During his previous clinical visits, he acquired some patients, and then due to the investigation scandal, the surgeries for these patients were suspended. After the scandal blew over, Ivan had to fulfill his promises and personally complete these surgeries.

Ivan personally performing surgeries created a limited number of slots, inadvertently setting off a ’hunger marketing’ strategy.

People flocked in, gathering every day near the outpatient services of the Sanbo Hospital’s Plastic Surgery Department, sharpening their wits to get inside information, hoping to secure a chance at surgery done by Ivan as the chief surgeon.

Even Ivan was shocked. There was such a massive market for plastic surgery in China, and some people seemed to be indifferent to the cost, especially some young women.

In this period, Sanbo Hospital’s parking lot was filled with various luxury cars, and most of the car owners were young and beautiful women whose sole purpose in coming to Sanbo was to inquire about plastic surgery.

If they couldn’t have Ivan as the chief surgeon, they’d settle for the next best thing. Director Lan was hailed as Ivan’s only direct disciple in China, and his fame soared, almost obscuring all other plastic surgeons.

Always an advocate of "marketing", Director Lan has now achieved his goal. Next, he planned to slowly process these patients, ensuring that each surgery was done well.

Previously, he was anxious. With such a high bar set, if the actual performance couldn’t keep up, he would eventually be reduced to fraud and deception.

Now he felt more at ease since Ivan seemed willing to teach him techniques and even actively offered to help him improve his surgical skills.

But Ivan had one condition. He hoped that Director Lan would help him build a strong friendship with Yang Ping. Ivan needed a bridge at Sanbo, and that bridge was Director Lan.

It was a mutually beneficial deal, and with time, place, and harmony on their side, Director Lan felt like he was the pig that had caught the wind.

After the shift change, taking advantage of a small break in Yang Ping’s schedule, Zhang Lin and Little Five handed over their revised manuscript drafts for Yang Ping to review, hoping he would provide guidance, and they had already invited him several times to write the preface for their book.

"Surgical Hook Science," the work filled a void in the study of hook science. It was said to be the world’s first monograph specifically discussing surgical hooks. After checking the literature, Yang Ping found that it was indeed the world’s first monograph on hook science.

"The world’s first surgical hook monograph!"

It seemed the book was positioned very high. Yang Ping put away the manuscript, deciding to have a proper look at it when he had time, as it was the world’s first and should not be taken lightly.

Yang Ping continued to read the introduction:

"The world’s first medical monograph using three-dimensional fold-out illustrations!"

"The world’s first medical monograph with an audiobook in the author’s original voice!"

He looked at the patents claimed to be world-firsts inside:

Convex point high-friction hooks? What was that? After scrutinizing the pictures and explanations, Yang Ping realized they were just hooks with many added bumps to increase friction.

Color psychological suggestion hooks? What was that about? On a glance, Yang realized these were hooks in various colors, with the audacious claim that psychologists had chosen the colors to reduce surgeons’ fatigue---

Too much, these two guys were overstepping, Yang Ping closed the manuscript, planning to call them in for a talking-to.

But he immediately dismissed the idea, these things were indeed being used globally for the first time. No fault there, it wasn’t bragging or lying.

Impressive!

Yang Ping could only give this evaluation to Teacher Zhang and Teacher Lu. The hue they had cast was neither illegal nor faulty.

So many world-firsts, it really was a world-class monograph!

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The renowned power of the antibiotic ’nuclear bomb’ wasn’t in vain: under the suppression of Vancomycin, Lu Jiangbei’s temperature gradually dropped, and the infected area in her lungs began to shrink.

It was a sign that the dark clouds were about to disperse; looking at the temperature curve on the nursing record sheet, which showed a consistent downward trend, it finally stabilized below 37 degrees Celsius.

And the repeat chest films showed that the area of lung infection had begun to shrink indicating the infection was very well-controlled.

Director Pan and Doctor Zhou, in front of the computer screen with the test results, were quite excited. After so long a struggle, the fever was finally subsiding.

Moreover, several patients in the ICU with tracheostomies did not suffer a second case of MRSA infection. The dawn of victory was beginning to emerge.

These past few days, Yang Ping spent most of his time with Lu Jiangbei, making at least three trips a day to the ICU, personally involved in the treatment. Seeing these results, he felt a lot more relieved; this child was savable.

"The phlegm is much less."

Doctor Zhou finished the fiber optic bronchoscope suction and began to put away the equipment.

The head nurse was in the midst of preparing to turn Lu Jiangbei, with August and Robert sandwiched in the crowd, along with two male nurses and several younger nurses.

Turning a patient with a spinal fracture required axial rotation, the body had to be rolled as one complete unit without any twisting. This requirement was even more rigorous for patients with atlantoaxial dislocation; the slightest carelessness could lead to a cessation of breathing, without even a chance for resuscitation.

The cooperation in turning her over was seamless; Robert was the powerhouse of the group. He held his breath, cheeks turning crimson, his already red nose even redder; his broad and hairy arms were particularly strong. August carefully gripped the patient’s head with both hands, his expression solemn.

"1, 2, 3---" August was still the commander-in-chief of the entire team.

Following the commander’s signal, everyone flipped Lu Jiangbei an entire ninety degrees, temporarily relieving his back from the pressure of the bed surface. Such bedridden patients needed to be turned frequently to prevent bedsores; once bedsores occurred, it could lead to infections and increased energy expenditure.

So, no one dared to relax even in the slightest; they absolutely couldn’t afford any more complications.

Without Robert’s strength, it would have been much harder for the others to turn the patient. The head nurse saw it all.

"Professor Yang, could we borrow Dr. Luo and Dr. Ao for a few more days?"

The head nurse seized the opportunity to speak. She knew that with Lu Jiangbei’s lung infection under control, surgery would soon be scheduled. As soon as surgery was arranged, Robert and August would complete their special assignment and would return to the Comprehensive Surgery Department.

But such strapping "nurses" were hard to come by; every extra day they could stay would lighten the ward nurses’ burden. Robert alone might be able to handle turning some of the ordinary patients.

"You’d have to see what kind of salary you can offer if you want to keep Professor Yang," retorted Director Pan, jokingly dismissing the head nurse’s idea.

The head nurse wanted to argue, but Director Pan changed the subject.

"The temperature has been stable for three days now, and the infected part of the lung is absorbed. Do you think we should continue to stabilize for a few more days, or go ahead with surgery?"

"Schedule the surgery, schedule it for tomorrow," Yang Ping did not want to wait any longer.

If the cervical spinal cord was compressed for too long, the probability of recovery after surgery decreased. When the overall condition of the body allowed, surgery had to be done as quickly as possible.

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