Surgery Godfather
Chapter 836 - 747 Dr. Liang’s Ward Rounds

Chapter 836: Chapter 747 Dr. Liang’s Ward Rounds

Liao Yiyi recovered very well after surgery; she began to pass gas the next day, and now her spirits are also very good.

She had never figured out how the surgery was performed without even a tiny hole on her abdomen, so she was very curious about it.

Her best friend Yu Yihan covered her mouth and snickered, "Later, ask your Dr. Liang, huh?"

"What ’your Dr. Liang’?" Liao Yiyi reclined on the bed, her pretty face slightly flushed.

Yu Yihan laughed, "Since he’s not ’your Dr. Liang,’ then I’m relieved. A doctor from Huaxi Hospital, a young expert from a provincial hospital, a member of a world-class surgical team, the best anesthesiologist, a man who can call a helicopter with one phone call—I’ve realized, I really like him."

"You dare—" Liao Yiyi blurted out but immediately felt she had given herself away.

Yu Yihan was covering her mouth and laughing again.

Yu Yihan and Liao Yiyi were both flight attendants for Nandu Airlines, serving the same flight, and with similar personalities, they naturally became good friends.

As for Liang Fatty pursuing Liao Yiyi, Yu Yihan was aware of it, but Liao Yiyi had many options, and Liang Fatty was just one of the many suitors. Lacking any stand-out qualities, he naturally didn’t catch Liao Yiyi’s eye.

This time, suddenly coming down with appendicitis, Liao Yiyi felt very fearful and helpless, so she called Dr. Liang.

Lying in the emergency department of Fuer, Liao Yiyi felt a sufficient sense of security from the moment she saw Dr. Liang, and the appearance of the helicopter was like something out of a fairy tale, fulfilling her deep-seated Prince Charming fantasy.

Yu Yihan pointed at Liao Yiyi’s heart, "Is it because you’re heartstruck?"

"Yiyi, but honestly, I think Dr. Liang is quite good. He’s a real young talent. Even though he doesn’t have a lot of money, being a doctor is like a golden rice bowl—it’s not about being filthy rich, but you’ll definitely have no worries about food and clothing. Plus, he’s the kind of person who is completely focused on his work; he will definitely be wholeheartedly good to you. Look how great he is—a doctoral degree, a provincial expert, high status, and he knows how to make money. No time to spend it, no time to skirt around. Isn’t that the best husband material? I’m not saying that Zhang Zikun is unreliable. He might be rich, but it’s not dependable. Money can’t buy everything, and it’s not yours anyway. Plus, have you realized how great it is to have a doctor as a husband? It feels so secure. If it weren’t for Dr. Liang, instead of just getting a cut on the abdomen, you might’ve ended up barbecued. I should find out if there are any unmarried men in his department. I’ve made up my mind; my future husband has to be a doctor." Yu Yihan sat by the bed, chatting with Liao Yiyi.

Hearing her best friend say this, Liao Yiyi felt very sweet inside.

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When getting off work in the evening, Liang Fatty thought about visiting Liao Yiyi in the ward, so he called Zhang Lin beforehand.

"Dr. Liang is coming for rounds!"

Upon receiving the call, Zhang Lin immediately informed everyone.

Everyone immediately put down their work, straightened their clothes, and followed Liang Fatty, much like during the head of department’s rounds.

In their pristine white gowns, they formed a long triangle moving towards Liao Yiyi’s ward. Nearly all of the doctors, graduate students, and standardized training students were part of it, with August and Robert also mixed into the crowd. The momentum was such that patients couldn’t help but feel awed, something even TV dramas couldn’t replicate in classic doctor scenes.

"Dr. Liang is making rounds, get ready."

Zhang Lin led the way as the procession marched forward mightily.

The door to the ward was pushed open, and Liang Fatty, followed by a dozen doctors, entered orderly, each taking their place in accordance with their rank and position.

Liang Fatty stood to the right of Liao Yiyi, which is the central position for ward rounds.

Zhang Lin, with the Physician in Charge, stood on the left side, with August and Robert as junior doctors also following Zhang Lin on the left, while the head of the bed was surrounded by nurses, graduate students, and standardized training students.

Liao Yiyi and Yu Yihan were overwhelmed by this powerful presence, a palpable pressure descending upon them.

"Patient Liao Yiyi, female,---"

Li Guodong, as the physician in charge, began to report the medical history. Throughout the report, Liang Fatty’s expression was very serious, nodding from time to time as a sign of affirmation to the reporter.

After the medical history was reported, Liang Fatty extended his right hand, and someone respectfully handed him the medical chart with both hands.

Liang Fatty carefully reviewed the medical chart, page by page, "Hmm, very good. Appendicitis as complex and dangerous as this is not very common clinically. Both the surgery and the anesthesia involved great speciality. I hope everyone will be more dedicated, and consult more literature and monographs----"

Next, Liang Fatty spoke at length, touching upon articles in international journals, occasionally interspersing his Mandarin with fluent English. Robert and August, with the humility of students, would also use English to ask Liang Fatty for clarification on certain points from time to time.

Of course, Liang Fatty handled it with ease and, when a junior doctor couldn’t answer a question accurately, he did not hesitate to criticize them harshly. Academic matters are to be taken seriously after all.

"How does it feel, not too painful, right?" Liang Fatty said gently.

Liao Yiyi shook her head, "It’s okay, not so painful anymore."

Then Liang Fatty pressed gently on Liao Yiyi’s forehead, and the nurse immediately said, "She just had her temperature taken, ear temperature 36.2 degrees Celsius, no fever."

"Good!" Liang Fatty nodded.

"Are you getting used to staying in the ward? Let the nurses know if you have any requests." Liang Fatty showed great concern.

Liao Yiyi nodded, feeling the meticulous care she was receiving.

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At this moment, Liao Yiyi’s parents were in the hallway, facing the wall with doctor profiles.

"Old Liao, look, this Xiao Liang is a doctor from Huaxi, see, all these surgeries were anesthetized by him."

"Of course, on the operating table, the anesthesiologist is responsible for the patient’s life safety. Half the credit for a successful surgery goes to the anesthesiologist."

"Really? Oh my, this patient is all bent out of shape, and they can still do surgery to fix him straight. Makes my head spin just looking at it. This one, half his body gone, and they still managed to save him. They’re like living Bodhisattvas---" Liao Yiyi’s mother said upon seeing some of the typical surgeries showcased in the pictorial introduction.

"This team has won the Golden Knife Award before; that’s the nation’s top award for surgery," Liao Yiyi’s father also heard that from Yu Yihan.

"Just now I saw two foreigners following them, didn’t I?"

"They are here for advanced studies. I heard one is American and the other German."

"Why would they come to China for training? Isn’t it usually us going there?"

"This team is world-class, brings honor to the Chinese people."

"It must be hard to get accepted as a doctor at Huaxi, right?"

"Of course, Huaxi is a top-tier medical university, very tough to get into, only the best students can."

Liao Yiyi’s parents were chatting softly in front of the publicity board.

"This Dr. Liang, he’s Professor Yang’s anesthesiologist, which is quite impressive. For major surgeries led by Professor Yang, only he is trusted to administer the anesthesia; others just can’t manage it. Look, all these surgeries, the anesthesia was all done by Dr. Liang. Not long ago, there was a patient with burns all over his body, his face completely destroyed, he got a new face right here."

A patient, just strolling in the hallway, joined in on the curiosity.

"A face transplant surgery?" Liao Yiyi’s mother said in amazement.

The patient nodded, "Yes, that patient is still in the plastic surgery ward, hasn’t been discharged yet."

"The anesthesia for the face transplant surgery was also performed by Dr. Liang," said the patient.

"Why does it always have to be him who provides the anesthesia?" Liao Yiyi’s mother asked eagerly.

"Other doctors just aren’t up to the task. Look at what kind of surgeries these are, one small mistake and you might not come back from the operating table, you need a top-notch anesthesiologist. Just yesterday, a young girl had an acute appendicitis, heard she even went into shock, probably would have been less fortunate in another hospital, but luckily they airlifted her here, that girl really was lucky."

The patient went on chatting with them, not knowing they were Liao Yiyi’s parents.