Surgery Godfather-Chapter 313 - 0297: Super Group

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Chapter 313: Chapter 0297: Super Group

After Yang Ping finished explaining the surgery, everyone removed their VR glasses and placed them on the table.

Everyone now had a clear understanding of the entire surgery, and no one had any more questions.

“Does anyone have any objections?” Doctor Lin was making the final summary.

He knew that everyone was clear-headed and had unified opinions now, but according to the meeting procedure, he still had to ask this question.

This difficult case was like a powerful enemy, everyone was initially beaten and defeated. Now that Yang Ping appeared and attacked the enemy, everyone’s confidence was instantly restored, gathering under Yang Ping’s command.

“Does anyone have any objections?” Doctor Lin asked again.

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Everyone shook their heads. All the questions that needed to be asked were asked. There wasn’t any conflicting opinion; now they were all eager to see the surgery of this Chinese doctor and what kind of team he led. Even Dr. August’s offer to assist was rejected by him.

“If no one has any objections, then this surgical plan will be confirmed.” Doctor Lin asked the meeting secretary to record the consultations’ statement and the final conclusion.

These discussions would be included in the patient’s medical records as a basis for surgery.

Any decision in medicine is not made out of thin air; it needs to have a foundation and be able to withstand scrutiny, even decades from now.

Doctors sitting around the oval long table were all top experts in their respective fields within their countries. Now they were all looking at this young Chinese man as if he were an alien.

Yang Ping remained calm and unconcerned about how others viewed him. He was calculating the surgery plan in his mind, constantly simulating the surgery in his mind to catch and correct any flaws.

“The earlier the surgery is performed, the better!” August urged.

Milton had a different opinion, “Monitor the plasma D-dimer, if it remains within normal levels, it indicates we can wait; should it show a rising trend, we operate immediately.”

The plasma D-dimer is a biochemical indicator in the blood. If it’s normal, it can exclude the presence of a thrombus within the body. Once it rises to a certain extent, it indicates that there might be a thrombus.

If the thrombus blocks the blood supply to the spinal cord, it will cause spinal cord ischemic necrosis, equivalent to spinal stroke. This necessitates thrombolysis treatment, increasing the difficulty of treatment. The effect of such thrombolysis is also not good, spinal cord ischemia implies irreversible paralysis.

This created a dilemma. Operating earlier would be preferable, but whether it’s Dr. Lin, Dr. Huang, August, or Milton assisting, Yang Ping lacked confidence in them, at least they were unfamiliar.

If the surgery is delayed, there is a risk of a thrombus developing. If the disease crosses a certain critical point, it will cause a qualitative change. Currently, the location of this critical point is unknown.

Yang Ping weighed the pros and cons repeatedly, analyzed Guo Jingyao’s progression of the disease trajectory, and his recent plasma -D dimer values, eventually deciding to monitor the plasma -D dimer dynamically and operate immediately if there is a rising trend. If it maintains its original level, he would wait for his team to arrive.

For this surgery, the most crucial step requires an excellent assistant to help relieve the surgeon’s pressure.

As the pre-surgery discussion was going on, Sanbo Hospital was quickly organizing a team to rush to Malaysia. Dean Xia personally commanded and dispatched a proficient English-speaking staff member from the hospital office to lead the team.

Sanbo Hospital, a provincial level three hospital, was full of talents. Qi Yanan, a young office worker in the hospital office, had graduated with a master’s degree three years ago. She was a student union cadre at school and was very active. After joining Sanbo Hospital, she didn’t practice clinical medicine. Instead, she switched to administrative work in the hospital. She was proficient in English listening and speaking, and was a part-time translator in the hospital’s translation department.

Dean Xia personally appointed Qi Yanan to lead the “Flying Knife Squad” to Malaysia. Interestingly, she was once a pursuer of Song Zimo, but Song Zimo only had feelings for Tang Fei, so she had to give up temporarily. Of course, Dean Xia was unaware of this emotional relationship between the young people.

Anning Insurance didn’t initially expect Yang Ping to play a major role in Guo Jingyao’s treatment. After receiving Director Zhu’s report, they also immediately dispatched a competent team to Malaysia to coordinate with Director Zhu.

The next morning, they all boarded a plane to Malaysia.

“How does my hairstyle look? It cost 600 yuan, and was done by an image designer.” On the plane, Zhang Lin asked Little Five, who was seated on his left.

“Your short hair, however it’s styled, still looks the same. I think there’s no difference from when you cut it yourself,” Little Five said disdainfully.

Zhang Lin touched his head, “Five, you just don’t get it. It’s all about image, you know? Image! Look closely, how can there be no difference? A 600 yuan image design, you can’t see it, you just lack judgment.”

“Since you’ve spent 600 yuan, you need to firmly believe it’s worth it. Even if you shave it bald, this bald head is a 600 yuan bald head, not like the ordinary ones that cost tens of yuan. People didn’t just come to shave it; they wash and massage it for you, making you comfortable before shaving. I heard that when feeding Japanese wagyu, they play music for them and help them with regular massages before they are slaughtered when they grow up. I don’t know if the meat is more delicious, but the cost indeed rises.” Fatty analyzed eloquently, even relating a haircut to slaughtering cattle.

As Zhang Lin listened, he realized something was wrong, “Fatty, are you saying I got cheated?”

“I didn’t say you got cheated, I said the cattle got slaughtered—” Fatty’s gaze shifted to the aisle of the cabin, where a flight attendant was elegantly walking by.

“Miss, could you please get me a drink?” Fatty immediately raised his hand.

Little Five tugged at Fatty, “Call the flight attendant!”

Fatty immediately corrected himself, “Flight attendant, hello, could I please have a glass of juice?”

“Hello, sir, we have orange juice, mulberry juice, mango juice, and apple juice. Which one would you like?” The flight attendant smiled sweetly, having a melodious voice.

Fatty pondered, “Could you make a recommendation or pick the one you think is best?”

“Sir, how about a glass of orange juice?” The flight attendant had gotten used to his glances, whether they were intentional or not.

Fatty seemed to have difficulty deciding and took a long time before saying, “Alright, I’ll have the orange juice.”

“Fatty, you’re pretty bold. Usually, you can’t get a word out when you see girls, but today you dare to order orange juice?” Little Five, sitting between Fatty and Zhang Lin, made fun of him once the flight attendant walked away.

“Stop messing around. Show some class. We’re all educated people, don’t give anyone the wrong impression.” Fatty took out a book and began reading it.

“We’ve got instructions from our senior. The surgery this time is very challenging, considering it’s our first time operating overseas. Everyone should rest well.” Song Zimo had been studying the patient’s file the entire time.

“It would be best if everyone could get some sleep. We may have to go straight to the operating room once we disembark.” Tang Fei added.

Qi Yanan and Xiao Su were sitting together, both were resting.

After approximately four hours of flight, the Sanbo team arrived at Kuala Lumpur International Airport. Director Zhu was there to pick them up and immediately took them to a hotel near the hospital.

Xiao Su hadn’t seen Yang Ping in two days and felt as if they had been apart for quite some time. If it hadn’t been for the crowd, she would have rushed over to hug Yang Ping the moment they met.

Xiao Su’s lips moved, “Didn’t sleep well, did you?”

“And you?” Yang Ping didn’t know what to say.

“I got a few hours of sleep on the plane, everyone’s here.” Xiao Su said.

“Never thought that we would actually fly together this time. It feels a bit like a dream.” Fatty, who liked to punch people’s shoulders, wanted to give Yang Ping’s shoulder a slight punch.

Song Zimo immediately stopped him, motioning him with his eyes,’ Xiao Su was still speaking, why are you in such a hurry to get up?’

“Take a seat, we’ll eat after a bit of rest.” Director Zhu called everyone to sit.

The suite was spacious. The living room was quite large and didn’t seem crowded even with so many people there.

Yang Ping’s phone rang, “Doctor Yang, it’s Old Cheng, which hotel are you at in Kuala Lumpur?”

“Old Cheng, where are you? You’re in Kuala Lumpur? No way, what a coincidence.” Yang Ping couldn’t believe it. This was Malaysia, how could it be such a coincidence that Cheng Liquan was also there.

“I’m coming to see you, ask the front desk at the hotel to expect me. I know Malaysia well, I have several relatives here. You didn’t even tell Old Cheng about such a big event, let’s meet and chat—” Old Cheng hung up the phone.

When Cheng Liquan heard that Yang Ping was consulting in Malaysia, he immediately bought a ticket and rushed over. He arrived a day earlier than the Sanbo Hospital team as he had bought a flight from Malaysia Airlines.

He was familiar with Malaysia and wanted to provide logistical support for Yang Ping. Although he knew there were people from the insurance company in charge of this, he believed no one knew Malaysia as well as he did, and no one’s mind was as agile as his.

Without wasting a moment, Old Cheng let his cousin drive him to the hotel where Yang Ping was staying.

“I have a friend coming over. Shall we wait and go eat together?” Yang Ping asked Director Zhu to wait.

Director Zhu wasn’t in a hurry. Since Yang Ping had spoken, his friend was also a friend to him. It would be nice to meet and get to know him.

Before Old Cheng arrived, Yang Ping briefly introduced the surgery to everyone. After lunch, they would go to Yingge Hospital to familiarize themselves with the case using VR, and then acclimate themselves to the anesthesia machine, surgical instruments, microscope, etc., in the operating room.

Never fight an unprepared battle, this was something Yang Ping often told everyone.

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