Surgery Godfather
Chapter 973 - 823: Five Steps and Five Hundred Steps_3

Chapter 973: Chapter 823: Five Steps and Five Hundred Steps_3

Bird Tottori was in a difficult position. "But Zhu Cheng doesn’t have any personal stains, it’s hard to get a hold on him."

Ikuta Takashi gave his subordinate a disdainful look and said, "If there isn’t one, we’ll create one. Fabricate it out of thin air, understand?"

Wang Ge gave Ikuta Takashi a thumbs up. "Exactly, if we say there is, there is—that’s the real skill. Mr. Ikuta, it seems we are cut from the same cloth."

Ikuta Takashi shook hands with Wang Ge again. "A match made in heaven! A match made in heaven!"

"Transfer six million RMB to Mr. Wang’s account as preliminary funds. Three million is a token of our preliminary gratitude, and three million is for operational expenses. This is just our initial investment; we will add more funds as the event progresses. The entire matter is entrusted to Mr. Wang. No matter the cost, as long as the job can be done, we will certainly not treat you unfairly. We promise that the gratitude funds will be over ten million, and we will also invite Mr. Wang to be our company’s lifetime consultant," Ikuta Takashi instructed his subordinate and then turned to speak to Wang Ge.

"Also, Mr. Wang should have his own office. Tottori, handle this," Ikuta Takashi sternly ordered his subordinate.

Wang Ge nodded. "We must act quickly."

"By the way, about this doctor called Yang Ping, we want to take care of him too—what do you think?" asked Ikuta Takashi.

"That’s easy. He’s just a doctor, powerless as a feather, not to be worried about. He is like a vegetable on the chopping board, just one compelling article could ruin him forever. I can take care of it for you in passing," Wang Ge said with a cold laugh.

"He’s not an ordinary doctor; he has published 13 papers in CNS, his medical skills are very high."

"It doesn’t matter, no matter how skilled, he’s still just a doctor. Just wait for my good news."

Back in the day, Wang Ge started his career by dealing with doctors, and Zhu Cheng was ruined by an article he wrote—only Zhu Cheng was inexplicably tenacious, refusing to give up even in death. Now, he was the CEO of an insurance company, with resources far beyond those of the past. If the Japanese hadn’t come to him, Wang Ge would have thought he’d never have another chance for revenge.

"May we succeed soon!"

Ikuta Takashi and Wang Ge shook hands once again.

After Ikuta Takashi left, Wang Ge’s younger brother said with concern, "Brother, is it too—that? They are Japanese."

"What do you know? Tomorrow, push me to get a haircut and change clothes. Our opportunity has come, and from now on, if you follow your brother, I’ll make someone of you."

"But—" Wang Jian didn’t continue.

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Although Director Han was the head of the Major Orthopedics Department, he basically didn’t manage affairs anymore. Tan Boyun, the deputy head, took care of everything. Director Han had become a hands-off boss, contentedly drinking tea when free.

As for mentoring doctoral students, he only mentored two—Yang Ping and Song Zimo—and didn’t plan to take on any more, to save himself from headaches.

Originally, Director Han had the opportunity to enter politics, become a hospital dean, and even join the health administration system, but he had refused them all. He was an individualist, valuing his freedom. He was very satisfied with his current lifestyle, sometimes going to orthopedics to guide surgeries when interested and drinking tea or listening to Peking opera in the office when not.

Whenever he went to an academic conference or the like, no matter where he went, others would always treat him with great respect. In the field of orthopedics, who wouldn’t know this big shot, and his student was Yang Ping.

Director Han had always held a decent position in the world of orthopedics and had good interpersonal relationships. Now, mentoring a doctoral student like Yang Ping put him in a unique position in the orthopedic community. No matter who he met or where he went, he was always seated in the first row of VIP seats, with big shots personally keeping him company.

Director Han would also occasionally visit the Surgical Research Institute. Now that Yang Ping had fully matured, he no longer needed help, unlike when he first started, when he relied on Director Han’s presence. In the past, for any high-risk major surgery, Director Han would be there to cheer on Yang Ping and to take responsibility, always ready to sign his own name on the surgery form. Yang Ping would perform the surgery, and if anything went wrong, Director Han was there to take the blame.

It was because of this kind of support that Yang Ping was able to stand out so quickly; without those opportunities for surgery, all his skill would have been for naught.

"Professor Han!"

"Professor Han!"

"Professor Han!"

All the way down the corridor, every doctor and nurse automatically made way, respectfully calling him ’Professor Han’—he was a mentor figure to many.

Director Han nodded and greeted everyone in return.

He had come to see Yang Ping, partly to have tea. He and his disciple would have tea and chat every now and then.

He also wanted to recommend someone to Yang Ping, Dr. Wen Zhong from Spinal Surgery. This person had always been eager to learn, but Director Qin of Spinal Surgery had always held him back. Both Spinal and Joint Surgery had been lacking suitable candidates for mentorship. Wen Zhong was quite skilled, and Director Han wanted to send him to the General Surgery Department to be mentored by Yang Ping.

Wandering around the ward, Director Han saw Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang playing blind Go. Both of them were blindfolded, directing two graduate students to move the pieces, locked in a tight battle.

Director Han gestured to the graduate students helping them to avoid interrupting, then sneakily took a piece from each side.

As he walked on, Song Zimo said, "Why am I missing a piece?"

Shortly after, Xu Zhiliang also said, "I’m missing one over here too."

The graduate students said, "You’re not missing any!"

Both of them said at the same time, "Impossible, there definitely is one missing, or why would there be a gap here?"

Director Han gestured again for the graduate students to replace the pieces, then stealthily walked away.

Xia Shu didn’t recognize Director Han, but seeing everyone greeting him respectfully, she followed suit and quietly asked someone, "Who is that?"

"Professor Yang’s mentor!"

Professor Yang’s mentor!

Xia Shu immediately behaved more respectfully—Master! Mentor! Grandmaster!

"Teacher—" Yang Ping respectfully welcomed Director Han into the room.

Yang Ping used to call him Old Han or Director Han, but as his own status rose, he started addressing Director Han simply as ’teacher’.

Director Han nodded.

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