Surgery Godfather
Chapter 901 - 790 This Has Already Become a Metaphysical Problem_2

Chapter 901: Chapter 790 This Has Already Become a Metaphysical Problem_2

Seeing Director Xu’s expression, Yang Ping realized that this conversation was going nowhere. He threw out a casual remark, "Actually, there’s nothing difficult about doing eight bypasses. What’s the big deal about anastomosing a couple more blood vessels?"

How can young people talk like that? Eight bypasses are no big deal? Who are you looking down on? So disrespectful.

"Professor Yang---"

Director Xu stopped Yang Ping, "Fine, I’ll have Doctor Chu switch the case for you. You’ll be the chief surgeon for the eight bypasses, and I’ll be your assistant."

"Doctor Chu, give this eight-bridge case to Professor Yang. I’ll assist him on stage," Director Xu arranged right in front of Yang Ping.

After making the arrangements, he didn’t forget to look at Yang Ping, as if saying, It’s not that I’m trying to make things difficult for you, you chose this yourself, without realizing how deep the waters are.

Chu Shilin hustled over to verify with Professor Xu. After confirming, he smirked at Yang Ping disdainfully. Even he, Chu Shilin, wouldn’t dare to take on this case. Yet Yang Ping had audaciously taken it upon himself, as if Anzhen were some place to "gild oneself." He really had forgotten his purpose.

Clearly, they all already regarded Yang Ping as someone who came to Anzhen just to gild his credentials. And since Director Zhou Min had been consistently accompanying Yang Ping, everyone was sure this judgment was correct.

"So, should I set it up?" Chu Shilin asked with a smile.

Yang Ping replied casually, "Go ahead, thank you."

Professor Zhong had also arrived by then. Gradually, experts from Anzhen, Fuwai, 301, Xiehe, and other hospitals turned up. As judges observing the surgery, they had to be present at the scene.

Director Xin was not only sweating for Yang Ping when he heard that he had suddenly picked a case involving eight bypasses, but also that it was the most difficult case.

Finding a suitable moment, Director Xin approached Yang Ping privately and said, "Professor Yang, why did you change the case all of a sudden? This case is very tricky. Even Old Xu wouldn’t dare use it for a demonstration. Quickly switch it; I’ll go talk to Old Xu."

Yang Ping smiled faintly and shook his head, "Old Academician is doing nine bridges. This is just eight. Isn’t this about selecting a chief surgeon? Wouldn’t it be better to make it more realistic?"

Professor Xin, a straightforward man, anxiously said, "The demonstration is just to show the basic skills. With simple surgery, one can display their skills. If it gets too complicated and one can’t perform well, it’s easy to be at a disadvantage."

"Professor Xin, thank you, but don’t worry. It’s just eight bridges. There’s no real difference in connecting a few more or less, just ten to twenty minutes more," Yang Ping said with great ease.

Oh, my!

Professor Xin was startled by Yang Ping’s nonchalance, "You make it sound easy, just ten to twenty more minutes?"

Do you mean that setting up one bridge only takes a few minutes, on par with Director Xu’s skill level?

When it comes to vascular anastomosis, that’s Yang Ping’s fundamental skill. If the conversation continued, Xin might have been even more dumbfounded.

Because it was a large office, despite the low volume of Director Xin and Yang Ping’s conversation, other doctors around overheard it, casting contemptuous glances at Yang Ping.

These were all academic elites, mostly prideful and aloof. They naturally disdained Yang Ping’s naive claims.

Yang Ping never cared about controversies. He saw no need to waste his time and energy on such matters.

The experts greeted each other briefly and then, led by Anzhen’s doctors, headed to a meeting room where they used 5G technology for the live broadcast.

As Anzhen often held various meetings or trainings, it frequently performed surgeries for display, so it had a sophisticated live broadcast system. Many hospitals now had 5G live systems. Whether it was China Mobile, China Telecom, or China Unicom, they were all eager to support the promotion of 5G technology by participating in these live broadcast meetings.

For heart surgeries like this one, unless one was on the operating stage, nothing could be seen from the side. Therefore, Director Xin didn’t go to the operating room but stayed in the meeting room with everyone else to watch the surgery.

Director Ming Jiantai from Anzhen was responsible for hosting in the meeting room. In addition to the experts, there were also doctors, graduate students, and visiting physicians from Anzhen Hospital itself.

Director Zhou Min stood up, looked around, and beckoned to Professor Xin, indicating that he should come sit in the front, where seats were still available.

Professor Xin preferred sitting in the back, but as Director Zhou had specially invited him, he reluctantly sat in the front seat beside him, joining Director Dai Yuansheng from 301’s Cardiac Surgery Department.

"This young man applied for an eight-bypass case at the last minute. Today’s case was initially supposed to be led by Director Xu, not for the selection. He insisted on taking it. Did you discuss this with me?" Director Zhou Min wanted to know if Director Xin had been consulted since Yang Ping had been recommended by Director Xin; they must have communicated privately.

Director Xin was puzzled: "No, I didn’t know about it. Just now, I was even considering suggesting a switch. The selection surgery is just to evaluate basic skills, but he wouldn’t agree."

"This young fellow, confidence is a good thing, but—sigh!" Director Zhou Min couldn’t help but sigh.

Director Xu had said that this surgery was difficult for him as well, and since Yang Ping wanted to give it a try, he let him, but Director Xu never actually thought he could succeed. So when he said he would go up on stage, he actually planned to be the chief surgeon himself.

Having performed so many surgeries and honed his skills over the years, he had reached this level of expertise.

Yang Ping, a child with barely any experience in surgeries, let alone being the chief surgeon of any.

Director Xu had seen such arrogant youngsters before—after coming back from Cleveland Medical Center, they thought they could manage any surgery with their high spirits and pride.

Once on stage, they felt they were geniuses, but after operating for a while, they realized they were just talented. As they continued, sweat started forming on their forehead, they thought they were just ordinary. Pushing on with a stiff upper lip, their hands began to tremble, they couldn’t go on and had to admit: "Director Xu, perhaps you should take over."

At that moment, the so-called genius thought he was nothing.

"Let’s just wait and see. He must have some reason for his confidence; I think he is very sure of himself," said Director Xin. He had some understanding of Yang Ping, so he didn’t jump to conclusions. He had learned his lesson from the last time when they had the case with hypertrophic obstructive cardiomyopathy, where he thought Yang Ping was just a novice, but he turned out to be a top-tier expert.

Later, the case with aortic dissection, wasn’t it the same? He said there would be no problem, and indeed there wasn’t. He completed the surgery much faster than Director Xin.

Normally, neither of those surgeries could be explained. Yang Ping had graduated not so many years ago, how many aortic dissections could he possibly be exposed to, how many surgeries could he have done to perform so well?

Director Xin thought more and more mysteriously?

Unexplainable, truly unexplainable.

If Yang Ping really managed the coronary bypass as well, it would be even more inexplicable.

"Don’t worry, just watch, Professor Yang guarantees success! What are eight bridges?" Director Xin’s tone suddenly changed.

Upon seeing Director Xin’s confidence, Director Zhou Min and Director Dai Yuansheng were puzzled, and Director Zhou asked, "How can you be so sure he can handle it? Have you seen him perform such a surgery?"

"I haven’t seen it!" Director Xin admitted honestly.

You haven’t seen it? If you haven’t seen it, why recommend him? Are you setting him up for a fall?

Director Zhou Min suddenly felt uneasy. Xin Weicong, what are you up to, making such a big fuss when you haven’t even seen Yang Ping perform heart bypass surgery.

"You haven’t seen it? You recommend him to come to Beijing for the conference and also suggest him as the backup chief surgeon? Why? On what grounds?"

Director Zhou Min was almost ready to curse; he wondered if he should ask Dean Liu and Commissioner Qiao how to handle this matter.

"I can’t explain it to you clearly. If you really want an explanation, it has reached the realm of metaphysics," replied Director Xin.

Metaphysics, you talk to me about metaphysics for such a serious matter?

Director Zhou Min would like to cut a piece from Professor Xin Weicong right now. Such a serious issue and he babbles about metaphysics.

"Why are you so nervous? Just focus on the surgery. If I say you can relax, then relax, understand? Didn’t we ask Professor Yang during the meeting if he could do it?"

"Yes, we asked."

"Didn’t he answer—no problem?"

"Yes, that’s the answer he gave."

"Then that settles it. If he says there’s no problem, then there’s no problem. Even if there is a problem, it will be fine. It’s as simple as that."

Director Zhou Min stared at Professor Xin Weicong, puzzled by such logic, which indeed sounded like metaphysics.

With this metaphysical mindset, Director Xin was very calm. The experience from two incidents showed that as long as Yang Ping said there was no problem, then there definitely wouldn’t be any. As for the reason, he didn’t need to understand right now; this metaphysical approach seemed to work very well.

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