Surgery Godfather
Chapter 924 - 802 Too Late_2

Chapter 924: Chapter 802 Too Late_2

"Anning Group?" Academician Wang was surprised.

Anyone from China would know about Anning Group, the true giant among private enterprises.

"Yes, it’s said that this one billion is just the first phase of funding," Professor Cao didn’t know about it before, but he eventually learned.

It took Academician Wang a long time to overcome his shock. Sanbo truly lacked nothing, not technology, not research funding, and with Professor Yang receiving firm institutional support, how could one possibly poach talent from them?

Usually, if a person is unsatisfied at their workplace, it’s either due to unmet material needs or unmet spiritual needs. If neither is lacking and they are completely satisfied, poaching becomes very difficult.

Looking at it this way, coming to discuss recruitment now really was wishful thinking. If only Yang had been still studying, pursuing his Master’s or Doctorate—it would have been so much better. But there were no ifs in life.

"Let’s do this, I’ll talk with Professor Yang and see if we can follow Xiehe’s example. We at Fuwai will provide several dozen beds, assemble a team, ask him to practice at multiple locations, give regular lectures, make ward rounds, perform surgeries, and train the younger generation. I’ll talk it over with a few old friends; there should be hope," Professor Cao said wistfully.

From the sound of it, that seemed to be the only option. Academician Wang felt deep regret that such a talent was not part of Fuwai.

"What about your student? I haven’t seen him around," Academician Wang suddenly noticed someone was missing.

Professor Xin looked around and then called his student’s phone. The student was already in the CCU of Sanbo Hospital, monitoring Mai Zijing’s condition post-surgery. He had just helped transport the patient, all the way to the CCU.

"What’s this student’s name?" Academician Wang inquired.

Director Xin answered, "Xia Shu, he’s my doctoral student."

With so many doctoral students, others didn’t come; only he did, indicating a high level of enthusiasm for learning.

"This young man is quite good, very dedicated to research," Professor Xin said with satisfaction.

Academician Wang immediately suggested, "Weicong, there’s no time to lose. Go talk to Professor Yang and see if we can have Xia Shu stay here to study cardiac surgery under Professor Yang. As for the visiting professor matter, we can discuss that later."

"He still has shifts to cover; he had to swap shifts with someone to come over," Professor Xin said, feeling troubled, because shift work was a collective responsibility of the medical teams, and it would be difficult to suddenly pull someone out.

"He won’t need to do shifts anymore. We’ll find a replacement or rearrange the schedule. If Professor Yang agrees, let him stay," Academician Wang insisted.

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Mai Zijing’s parents were told the surgery went very smoothly, and seeing their child post-surgery, their emotion was beyond words. It was like living a dream.

Not long ago, they were still running around worrying about their son’s condition, and the doctors in Beijing were still debating whether to perform surgery without making a final decision. Now that the surgery was already done, and the child was well, how could they not be moved?

An Yinghui wiped away her tears all the while, and Mai Jifu’s eyes were also red. At that moment, Yang Ping was like a living Bodhisattva in his heart.

"Where is Professor Yang?" Mai Jifu wanted to thank him in person.

The physician in charge of transferring the patient said, "He’s having lunch in the operating room."

Mai Jifu truly appreciated Professor Yang’s dedication and immediately decided to express his gratitude properly.

Mai Zijing was taken to the CCU for postoperative observation. Director Kang had already familiarized himself with the case beforehand. The CCU had been taking over many comprehensive surgical cases, such as Guo Peihua, who constantly claimed his spirit had left his body.

Director Kang still assigned Doctor Ruan to manage this patient, because recently Doctor Ruan had overseen patients from the general surgery department, and in order to adapt to the needs of his work, he had read many books on the subject.

The difference between the Cardiac Surgery Intensive Care Unit and the Coronary Heart Disease ICU is significant, but still less so than with the general ICU, considering that they are all part of the cardiovascular specialty.

"It seems the hospital will soon establish a dedicated Cardiac Surgery Intensive Care Unit, right?" Director Kang asked.

The physician in charge was Doctor Qi Chengxiang, a graduate student in general surgery and a class below Li Guodong. Doctor Qi nodded and said, "Given the current pace of development, it’s only a matter of time."

Director Kang felt somewhat disheartened, knowing that if a specialized Cardiac Surgery Intensive Care Unit were established, Professor Yang’s patients would no longer be placed here, and this area would merely be a temporary transition.

For a doctor, the greatest sense of achievement comes from saving patients with high difficulty and high risk, such as Guo Peihua before and Mai Zijing now. If suddenly there were no such patients, Director Kang would feel deeply disappointed.

It’s like someone who relies on coffee every day for stimulation suddenly being cut off from their coffee—extremely uncomfortable.

These "good days" were probably not going to last, which left Director Kang feeling somewhat melancholic.

Post-surgery observation for Mai Zijing’s case carried fears of bleeding or rupturing at the suture site. Should such a problem arise, emergency surgery to open the chest and rectify the issue would be required, making blood pressure monitoring critically important.

Secondly, there was concern for arrhythmia or sudden cardiac arrest.

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Li Zehui was extremely busy with work, with many surgeries scheduled, and he had to buy a ticket back to the United States right after finishing a surgery.

At this time, Li Zehui was very grateful that his parents had made him learn Chinese from a young age, allowing him to communicate in Chinese without any barriers. He had passed the Chinese Proficiency Test Level Six and was currently the only one in the international group who had done so, while Robert and Takahashi were still preparing for it and likely wouldn’t pass in the short term.

This was Li Zehui’s second visit to Sanbo Hospital, and he would often come back here after this. For reasons unknown to him, he felt a natural affinity towards Sanbo Hospital, as if he were returning to his own school—perhaps because every time he came to Sanbo Hospital, he was able to learn something new.

Any place where one can learn new knowledge feels like a school to people.

In the general surgery ward study room, Li Zehui organized his materials and sat down to slowly digest and absorb the day’s surgery.

The difficulty of the entire surgery was self-evident. If it were up to Li Zehui to perform it, he wouldn’t be able to complete it in less than twenty hours, and moreover, he might not even dare to attempt it.

The courage needed to face challenges is often greater in medicine than in other fields, because doctors get only one chance—it’s either success or failure. The consequence of failure is the loss of a patient’s life, which is a huge cost.

Hence, before taking risks, doctors often think it over repeatedly, wrestling with the decision sleeplessly, as Academician Wang and Professor Chen had done this time. Without taking risks, the child had no hope, but with risks, the child might not survive the surgery.

If Yang Ping were not the best choice available, Academician Wang would certainly have stepped up to the operating table himself. He was unconcerned about his reputation—compared to a child’s life, it paled into insignificance.

Li Zehui checked the time, noting that there was still a while before his flight. He had plenty of time to get to the airport, so he decided to stay a bit longer.

Yang Ping was still on the operating table, and just as Li Zehui had come in haste, he would also leave in haste.

A few on-call doctors with students glanced into the study room, then left. They were simply curious and wanted to see what the top surgeon from Cleveland looked like.

Li Zehui would study the materials for a while, then head to the Sanbo Hotel. He wanted to book a long-term room to make future visits to Sanbo Hospital more convenient, and to have a place to stay when he could spare the time to come for further studies.

However, Sanbo Hospital did not allow bookings for such long periods, and reserving a room also required proof or recommendation from Sanbo Hospital, such as a hospitalization certificate for the relatives of inpatients, to prevent the hotel rooms from being overbooked by outsiders.

Unable to secure a long-term room and needing to catch his flight, Li Zehui couldn’t spend much more time on it. He planned to secure a long-term room at a nearby hotel during his next visit.

August and Robert were still in the operating room, and with no one to accompany him, he walked around the hospital to familiarize himself with the surroundings, then packed his belongings, checked out of the hotel room, and headed for Nandu Airport to catch his plane.