Surgery Godfather
Chapter 953 - 815 His Hobby is Surgery

Chapter 953: Chapter 815 His Hobby is Surgery

The professors had a hard time believing that the words they had just heard came from a foreigner.

"What is this doctor’s name?"

Academician Wang, equally curious, seized Robert and asked.

"You can call me Xiao Luo!"

Knowing that Academician Wang was a guest of Professor Yang and considering his senior age and prestigious title, Robert responded with utmost respect and politeness.

"Dr. Luo, how long have you been in China?" Academician Wang felt that this foreigner’s Chinese was exceptionally proficient, achieving a certain level of mastery.

Phrases like "the higher-ups are cold and alone" or "seeking defeat in solitude" are not commonly used even by Chinese people.

Robert replied honestly, "Only a few months."

A few months and speaking Chinese this well? Academician Wang could hardly believe it: "Which hospital did you come from?"

"The New York Special Surgery Hospital in the United States," Robert answered.

Academician Wang wasn’t an orthopedic doctor, but he was well-aware of the hospital’s reputation—it was revered by orthopedists worldwide and ranked number one.

"Why are you here?" Academician Wang inquired.

Without hiding anything, Robert stated: "I’m here for advanced studies at the Sanbo Institute of Sports Medicine; Professor Yang is my mentor."

Academician Wang was speechless. In cardiac surgery, Yang Ping was Li Zehui’s mentor, and in sports medicine, he was this American doctor’s mentor. And this was a doctor from New York Special Surgery Hospital, looking at his age, probably an expert, a world-class expert at that.

Professor Yang was so outstanding that he bridged multiple disciplines and could even act as someone else’s mentor.

"Your Chinese is really top-notch," Academician Wang praised.

"Elder Wang is overpraising me. Chinese is actually quite easy to learn. Master a few thousand characters, familiarize yourself with some phrases, and the rest is just reading like mad. It’s a bit more difficult than English in the beginning but gets easier as you progress. A few thousand characters allow you to read anything under the sky," Robert said frankly.

"Why don’t you come visit our capital, Beijing, sometime?"

"I’ve been there a few times before. I’m very familiar with the Jishuitan and Beijing’s Third Hospital, and I’ve been invited to lecture on several occasions."

"You shouldn’t have any difficulties communicating in Chinese in daily life, right?"

"Look at what you’re saying, I write several medical records a day, and so far, the medical records office hasn’t had any trouble with me."

"Impressive!"

Academician Wang wanted to chat more with this interesting foreigner, but at that moment, a voice came from outside the door: "Old Luo, Old August, where are you hiding? The 200-pound patient is waiting for a bed transfer."

"Coming, coming, I just finished changing my clothes."

Robert immediately stood up: "Old August, hurry up, bed transfer!"

"Goodbye, we’ll talk next time. We’ve got work to do."

Robert waved goodbye to Academician Wang.

What was going on? Such big-name experts were being bossed around like standardized training students, Robert and August tightened their belts and immediately sprinted out.

The professors looked at one another again, bewildered by the place where seemingly nothing made conventional sense, as though they had walked onto the wrong set.

"Wait for me!" Li Zehui quickly followed.

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Song Hanhui was admitted to the CCU, and family members were not allowed direct contact with patients there. Even visitations could only be done by looking through a glass wall from afar.

But Yao Xiurong could not contain her anxiety, repeatedly ringing the CCU’s doorbell, begging each time she saw the duty doctor to let her in to see her son.

After being refused by the doctors, she wouldn’t wait long before pressing the doorbell again, presenting the same request repeatedly.

The CCU doctors were extremely busy and didn’t have time to indulge her, nor would they allow her to enter the CCU to visit the patient. Some principles cannot be compromised.

To maintain the normal operating order of the CCU, whenever the doorbell rang, the nurse on duty would check the entrance camera, and upon seeing Yao Xiurong, the nurse would not hesitate to disconnect the bell, preventing it from ringing again. After a dozen attempts, Yao Xiurong eventually gave up the idea of going into the CCU.

Because she couldn’t reach the doctors or nurses, Yao Xiurong had no choice but to vent her frustration on Old Song, who was good-natured and didn’t take her anger to heart, simply humming to himself.

Yang Ping usually made personal visits to check on his patients in the CCU, coming once in the morning and once in the afternoon.

Yao Xiurong, who had been waiting at the CCU entrance, rushed to Yang Ping the moment she saw him and grabbed his hand, hoping he would take her inside.

Yang Ping calmly said, "I can take you inside, but first, you must write a declaration and sign your fingerprint on it. The declaration must clearly state that because Song Hanhui’s surgery has been very successful, you are not satisfied and insist on entering the CCU to disrupt the treatment, aiming to lower the treatment’s effectiveness."

Yao Xiurong stared at Yang Ping, who looked utterly serious: "Write just like that, sign, and leave your fingerprint. I’ll hand it over to the chief doctor to be included in the medical records, and then I’ll immediately take you inside. It’s rare to see family members unsatisfied because the surgery went too well, unlike your case, where they are typically discontent with bad outcomes."

Seeing Yang Ping’s solemn demeanor, nothing like jest, Yao Xiurong forced out an awkward smile. After glancing a few times, she dropped the subject, quickly dragged Old Song away, while he struggled to keep his laughter inside.

Yang Ping disliked those who were unhelpful, especially when they did so under the guise of morality.

Take Yao Xiurong, for instance. No one doubted she was genuinely anxious and cared deeply for her son, and her motives were certainly pure, but her actions resulted in extremely negative consequences.