Surgery Godfather
Chapter 923 - 802 Too Late

Chapter 923: Chapter 802 Too Late

Academician Wang insisted on pouring the tea himself, and while doing so, he purposefully glanced at the prominently marked emergency kit in the corner of the room.

It shouldn’t go without saying that watching the surgery had been more heart-stopping than watching a thrilling "Fast and Furious" movie in the theater, with his heart pounding. As an expert in cardiac surgery, he felt the presence of the emergency kit was very necessary.

The next surgery wasn’t a heart surgery, so it wouldn’t be appropriate for Academician Wang to stay and watch. After chatting for a while in the demonstration room with Professor Cao, Director Xin, and Director Chen, he left the operating room.

Professor Cao took Academician Wang on a few more tours around Sanbo Hospital. Director Zhao from the Medical Services Office, upon hearing of Academician Wang’s visit, made a special trip to shake hands and greet him, showing his respect for Wang.

"Our hospital’s strategy is now very clear, to lead by key points. Professor Yang’s general surgery department is the point, and the entire hospital is the surface. We hope that general surgery can drive the development of the whole hospital."

Now, whenever Professor Cao spoke, he proudly referred to "Sanbo Hospital" as "our hospital" each time he said it.

"At present, our Trauma Emergency Center has already become as renowned as Shanghai’s Sixth Hospital Trauma Emergency Center, with only two of such stature in the nation—very strong. The Sports Medicine Center is quickly catching up to Peking Union Medical College Hospital’s Third Hospital, and strengths in spine and joints are also prominent. Professor Yang’s new spinal correction technique has even drawn learners from Xiehe." As Professor Cao took Academician Wang on the tour, these details were shared on the go.

"Our Stem Cell Laboratory is directed by a doctoral graduate from Tokyo University, a top expert in stem cells and a student of Professor Fukunaga."

"Many of the hospital’s department heads are young experts in their forties."

Academician Wang listened and continually nodded in affirmation.

After touring the hospital, Professor Cao brought them to Sanbo Hotel to rest for a while as Academician Wang was busy and had to rush back for another appointment.

He needed to go back immediately to meet with the dean to discuss the recruitment of Yang Ping, having decided to offer Yang a chief director position. If Yang was brought in, Fuwai would instantly enter the world-class arena.

Although Fuwai was already a top cardiovascular specialist hospital in China, it wasn’t quite at the world’s pinnacle, at least not on par with the Cleveland Medical Center.

By bringing in Yang Ping, Fuwai would see both theory and surgical practice improved in an instant.

If word got out that Li Ze was Yang Ping’s student, then Fuwai would solidly occupy the apex of the heart surgery discipline.

Academician Wang shared this idea with Professor Cao and Director Xin, but Professor Cao shook his head, "You shouldn’t bother, people from Xiehe and the 301 Military Hospital have already come in several waves to recruit Professor Yang, who hasn’t accepted their offers to this day. That chief director position won’t attract him."

No appeal coming from Fuwai’s chief director? That symbolized the highest academic position in Chinese heart surgery, yet it held no appeal? Was his thinking really that outdated? Had the world changed that quickly? It seemed like he hadn’t left the medical field—continuously working in clinical settings, attending conferences, and sometimes performing surgeries.

Academician Wang began to question his own views, finding it hard to believe that a young doctor, not yet thirty, would be indifferent to the chief position he’d offered in Fuwai’s cardiovascular surgery department—a position that was quite generous.

"We are late to the game. You may not know, but he is already a visiting professor at Peking Union Medical College Hospital. There, he has 45 beds and leads a team. At Sanbo Hospital, he can have whatever he wants. Why would he be interested in our chief director offer?"

Academician Wang felt utterly disconnected from the world and let out a long sigh in his heart.

Yet, he really wanted to bring this young man to Fuwai. With such immense potential, who wouldn’t value talent?

"Maybe he has an affinity for heart surgery. Shall we try persuading him again?" Academician Wang wasn’t ready to give up.

Professor Cao still shook his head: "You don’t understand Professor Yang or Sanbo Hospital. If he liked heart surgery that much, why wouldn’t he just start his own group instead of going to Fuwai? Old Wang, let me tell you, this young man is not like the others. Wherever he is, that place is top-notch. Does he need to cling to a top hospital?"

"Creating a top specialty is not that easy; it requires time to evolve and the accumulation of several generations’ work. When it comes to heart surgery, what hospital has more resources than Fuwai? Not to mention anything else, at this hospital, could he apply for a research grant as easily as he could at Fuwai? We have over a billion in research funds annually." Academician Wang really hoped to bring Yang Ping over.

This time, Professor Cao laughed unfriendly, "Old Wang, I can tell you with certainty, from my experience working here, that it’s futile to try to recruit Professor Yang. And even if we could, it wouldn’t be our turn. A billion in research funding is indeed a lot, but you probably don’t know, one of his projects is funded with more than a billion."

This left Professor Wang at a loss for words. A single project with more than a billion in funding?

What kind of scale was that? Did China have such doctors?

Academician Wang was well aware of the recent distribution of research funding in China—among the hospitals that topped the list for research funds, there was no mention of Sanbo Hospital. Where did they get this much money?

"No way? In the recent national scientific research funding allocations, I didn’t see Sanbo in the lead. Where did they get these billions?" Academician Wang couldn’t make sense of it.

Professor Cao had to explain, "Professor Yang doesn’t need to apply for national funds for his research. Some enthusiastic entrepreneurs have voluntarily set up research funds specifically to support his research, with Anning Group alone having already provided funding of ten billion."