Surgery Godfather
Chapter 840 - 750: Hemisphere Brain

Chapter 840: Chapter 750: Hemisphere Brain

Liao Yiyi recovered very well; there was no incision on her body, and the surgery truly left no scars, which made her naturally very happy.

During her hospital stay, the nutrition meals arranged by Liang Fatty were different every meal and suited Liao Yiyi’s taste perfectly.

The thing girls fear most is pain. Although it was a minimally invasive surgery without even a tiny external cut, there was still a small stitched incision inside the appendix, which was somewhat uncomfortable.

Anesthesiologists are best at pain management, and Liang Fatty personally devised a pain relief plan, ensuring that Liao Yiyi felt no pain throughout the entire post-operative period.

During these days, Liang Fatty also arranged for Liao Yiyi’s parents to undergo a full-body health check-up, accompanying them throughout the process without the need for queuing, and the doctors and nurses were warm and polite.

It’s inevitable for some issues to emerge during a middle-aged health examination, such as high blood pressure or high blood sugar. These were issues they had encountered in previous check-ups, where they’d been hastily prescribed medication. They wanted to ask the doctors more questions, but the doctors would only give brief explanations due to their busy schedules, not having the time for lengthy discussions with the patients.

This time was different; Liang Fatty arranged for the best corresponding internal medicine professors from Sanbo Hospital to personally examine them and provide optimal advice. The internal medicine professors spent a whole hour explaining the abnormalities found in the check-ups to the couple.

Hearing the patient explanations from the doctors, the couple felt especially reassured.

Naturally, their impression of Liang Fatty became very positive—they even felt that without a doctor son-in-law like him, they wouldn’t feel secure in the future.

There was no need to mention Liao Yiyi; after this incident, Liang Fatty’s heroic image was indelibly etched in her heart.

Now, Liao Yiyi felt that among her many suitors, no one could compare to Liang Fatty. He was highly educated, a doctor, and an outstanding expert. All other pursuers immediately seemed lackluster in comparison.

For example, Zhang Zikun became just a vulgar, boorish rich second generation with no substance. Compared to Dr. Liang, he appeared ignorant and unmotivated, a decadent youth with no dreams or aspirations.

Her young colleagues from Nandu Airlines also seemed insignificant in front of Liang Fatty. When her life was in danger, when she needed help the most, not one of them could offer assistance.

But Liang Fatty was different. He was there just in time, composed and confident. Liao Yiyi’s deep memory was clear on how Liang Fatty took her hand to comfort her, giving her a strong sense of security; how he received special care from Fuer; and how the helicopter appeared at the most critical moment.

Liang Fatty was the most important person in Liao Yiyi’s life, the Prince Charming of her fairytale dreams.

Liang Fatty sat by the bed, peeling an apple, then used a fruit knife to cut the apple into very small pieces.

"The intestinal motility might not have fully recovered after the surgery, so you need to eat slowly and chew well, no rush," Liang Fatty said as he handed the small pieces of apple to Liao Yiyi.

Her best friend Yu Yihan left the ward tactfully, giving them space to be alone.

After eating a few pieces of apple, Liao Yiyi said, "I have no scars on my body. How was the surgery done? How could you remove the appendix and take it out?"

Liang Fatty didn’t know how to answer: "Didn’t Yu Yihan tell you?"

"She said she was waiting outside and didn’t see the surgery. She also doesn’t know. She said you were involved in the surgery the whole time, so I should ask you," said Liao Yiyi earnestly.

Liang Fatty was somewhat troubled. How was the surgery done? How could he describe it?

After thinking for a moment, he said, "This question is a bit complicated. How about this, after you are discharged, I’ll explain it to you slowly."

"Then you must tell me."

"Don’t worry, I’ll definitely tell you in the future."

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Yang Ping had submitted 12 articles, and all that was left was to wait for news.

The surgeries he performed during this time all resulted in good recoveries for the patients. Teacher Sun from Plastic Surgery had always been working on facial muscle reanimation in Plastic Surgery. Facial muscle reanimation is the pinnacle of Plastic Surgery technique, involving not only training the facial muscles but also multiple subtle plastic surgeries, such as partial release or tightening of the facial muscles.

These treatments refined the facial muscles from rough to fine, improving them bit by bit, requiring extraordinary patience and skill.

Director Lan of Plastic Surgery learned a lot following Ivan. Many of the things were completely new to Director Lan.

High school student Lu Jiangbei had her muscle strength recover to level five after surgery and didn’t experience any infections. She would soon complete the remaining surgeries, such as the one for her pelvic fracture.

The construction supervisor Wang Dapeng, who underwent a fecal transplant at the Department of Gastroenterology, had already finished his treatment. However, there were small hiccups during the process—his wife’s fecal sample was not suitable, and in the end, they had to use a volunteer student’s fecal sample.

Of course, he had always refused the distasteful fecal transplant, but he readily accepted a heterologous intestinal contents and mixed microbial flora transplant, and he would tell everyone that he used an internationally advanced method to cure his bizarre illness.

Now, the Comprehensive Surgery Department had completely stepped out of the shadow of Orthopedics. The department admitted inpatients of various specialties, like brain tumors, scoliosis, congenital heart defects, etc. This department had fully become an unusual existence.

Many other hospitals knew about the existence of such a department at Sanbo Hospital, so if they had patients they couldn’t solve, they would send them to Sanbo Hospital’s Comprehensive Surgery Department to try their luck.

The busiest place was the outpatient clinic on the first floor of the Comprehensive Surgery Department. Previously, only Professor Zhang Zongshun saw patients there, but since Professor Zhang specialized in Orthopedics, he clearly couldn’t handle the variety of outpatient cases. Dean Xia transferred all the old surgical experts from the expert team to the Comprehensive Surgery Department’s outpatient clinic.

These formidable old experts had been among the top in the nation. After retiring, they were hired by Sanbo Hospital to help establish academic teams. The expert team at Sanbo was also formed in this way.

To facilitate the management of the Comprehensive Surgery Department’s outpatient services, Professor Zhang Zongshun was honorably promoted to director of the department, leading a group of senior experts as he embarked on the second career of his life.

Of course, the century battle between Zhang Zongshun and Su Butong also made these senior experts quite nervous. They were Professor Zhang’s support team, always surrounding him during club trainings, cheering him on, passing him water, and wiping his sweat.

How could Sanbo ever lose to Fuer?

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The activity in Yang Ping’s international WeChat group had picked up again, as they were discussing cases. Everyone’s Chinese proficiency had improved very quickly, even Woodhead, who was considered a lost cause, had managed to pass the Chinese Level 4. It’s said that to celebrate, he sent continuous red packets in the group for an entire day and night, resulting in WeChat’s official platform flagging it as suspicious activity and freezing the funds in his Wallet, prohibiting the sending of red packets and transfers.

Of course, Woodhead made a direct call across the ocean, and lodged a complaint in fluent Chinese with the customer service, but whether the ban has been lifted yet is unknown.

[Is Professor very busy lately?]

Director John Ansen of the Mayo Clinic Department of Neurosurgery was the first to break the ice.

[Always busy.]

Robert, as the Professor’s close aide, was always ready to provide intel.

[Recently encountered a bizarre case that I have no idea how to approach.]

John Ansen introduced the point at hand.

[How bizarre?]

August asked.

Although everyone had different specialties, medicine is interconnected, and they were all curious about weird cases, a curiosity shared by all doctors.

John Ansen, not one for many words, went straight to posting pictures.

Several head CT images were uploaded into the WeChat group with the ease of a seasoned WeChat user.

The group was ready for some casual chatter, but the sight of the CT images immediately silenced them.

It was a CT image showing only half a cerebral hemisphere; the left side of the cranial cavity was empty, a dark void, with only the right brain present.

[Is he alive?]

[Indistinguishable from a normal person, if not for a head CT, you would never believe he only has one cerebral hemisphere.]

[Has he never had a head CT before, I mean in the past?]

[This is his first head CT in his life, he detests the thing.]

[Why the CT this time?]

[Unfortunately, he has developed an intracranial tumor, presenting symptoms of increased intracranial pressure.]

[Hmm, I see the mass in the images, does it require surgery?]

[Half a cerebral hemisphere is completely unfamiliar territory to me in terms of anatomy, and the tumor is likely situated at the midbrain of the hemisphere. Hence, I can only consult with the Professor here in the group.]

Professor had become an honorary title for Yang Ping among them, and they had established an unwritten rule: in front of Yang Ping, none of them could claim the title of Professor—it was exclusively reserved for Yang Ping when they addressed him.

[Let me see---]

[Any history of previous surgeries or trauma?]

[None!]

The Professor finally responded.

Then, a complete medical history revealing the patient’s personal information began to appear in the group.

Yang Ping zoomed in on the CT images on his phone. The skull was normal, with no history of surgeries or trauma, unlike those patients who had lost half of their brain due to surgery or trauma. This was a case of congenital malformation, which meant that the anatomical structures were abnormal, and the neural networks completely different.

Surgery on such a patient would require a thorough understanding of the anatomy and functional mapping of the half brain; otherwise, the surgery would likely damage vital structures, leading to death or severe disability, which was also why John Ansen hesitated to operate.

[He’s actually alive? Just like a normal person? Unbelievable.]

[I too find it, unbelievable.]

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