Chapter 257 - 0241 International Trainee
Chapter 257: Chapter 0241 International Trainee
The demonstration surgery had ended, but everyone was still engaged in lively discussion.
If the guest lecture session were to continue, no one would be in the mood to listen. After the excitement, fatigue follows, and everyone needed to relax.
Director Tan decided to postpone all remaining guests’ lectures to Sunday. There was still some time left in the afternoon today, so everyone could rest and then sit down to have a good Huashan Sword Conference on Sunday to discuss new technologies in trauma orthopedics.
Some guests came in a hurry. For example, Meng Heng and Fu Shancheng were invited by Professor Su. Their original plan was to show face on stage on Saturday and leave in the afternoon, which was a friendly guest appearance.
However, after watching the surgery demonstration, they decided to stay to finish the conference and have a good chat with Old Han and Professor Su at the dinner.
The second patient, although also in critical condition, was much simpler compared to the first patient. With the steady Director Tian as the Chief Surgeon, the operation went very smoothly.
The other few weren’t special patients, just routine trauma emergency surgeries. Director Bai and Director Ouyang were the main surgeons, and they were very happy to have the chance to perform this demonstration surgery. This could be boasted about for a lifetime, and their names could be left in the history of Sanbo Orthopaedics development.
Director Ding’s team dealt with two less critical cases. Essentially, they sat on the bench and regretted not being more proactive during training because Director Tan’s assignment wasn’t arbitrary.
After the surgeries, the patients’ vital signs were stable, and they were ready to be transported to the Trauma ICU.
Xiao Su was cleaning the instruments, gazing at Yang Ping non-stop, her heart filled with love and admiration.
Yang Ping took off his surgical gown and gloves. Immediately, Takahashi stood up, leaning slightly forward: “Professor Yang!”
He was unsure about how to address him and was unclear about the Chinese doctors’ professional titles, but he assumed that calling an impressive doctor “professor” wouldn’t be a huge issue.
“Hm!” Yang Ping greeted, symbolically, as he didn’t pay much attention to this Japanese man.
Yang Ping removed his gloves and operated the control panel himself to freeze the 3D reconstruction of the blood vessels displayed on the LCD screen.
Song Zimo followed him. Yang Ping explained to Song Zimo how to deal with these blood vessels, their order, precautions, etc. Over a hundred blood vessels tangled like a mess, and it was unthinkable to untangle them, let alone perform surgery on them.
Song Zimo listened very carefully because every explanation by Yang Ping greatly helped him, clarified many doubts, and elevated his understanding of diseases and surgeries to a new level.
He used to wonder why Yang Ping’s knowledge was so vast and deep, as many things could not be expressed without extensive practical experience. Later, he stopped pondering this question and focused on listening and learning carefully.
There’s no point in wondering who cooked a delicious meal, how they learned their craft, or where they bought their ingredients. The main course is to enjoy it thoroughly.
Takahashi couldn’t understand Chinese, so Fujiwara Miyuki kept translating for him in a low voice.
After hearing it, Takahashi also had many sudden realizations. The assistant was personally trained by Professor Yang, no wonder he was so impressive.
In the system, Yang Ping had completed all kinds of bizarre tumors, benign or malignant, over a thousand cases. In terms of efficiency, it was equivalent to over ten thousand real-life cases, which were likely more than Takahashi would ever encounter in his lifetime.
What does a vast amount of case resources mean? The case resources in the system space are truly vast. Only with such a wealth of cases could a doctor like Yang Ping be nurtured.
For example, this massive spreading hemangioma. Yang Ping had dealt with more difficult ones in the system space, and some even required tracking blood vessels into the spinal canal.
Thus, as Takahashi listened on the side, he was completely in awe and respects.
Japenese people naturally respect the strong and despise the weak.
In front of an absolute powerhouse, they would curb all so-called arrogance, bow their heads in respect, and adapt so quickly as to make one feel unaccustomed.
The gold hook and the silver hook, who is gold and who is silver, are no longer important. What’s essential is that the names of Zhang Lin and Little Five also appear on the screen, one as the second assistant and the other as the third assistant.
Zhang Lin had long called the training brothers in the department who weren’t in the operation room to take pictures for him. The picture with his name on it was instantly sent to his wife, meaning dinner would have a few more eggs.
As for Little Five, needless to say, the picture was sent to Xiao Qing, Xiao Qing sent to his parents, and his parents sent to the family group. This was an international academic conference, a top-level surgical operation. His son-in-law was a part of it. Although his name was at the bottom, it was still there, visible for all to see.
Director Han walked around with Director Tan. Of the six patients they took back, four were seriously ill and two were mildly ill. The four seriously ill ones were in surgery. There were no major difficulties and everything was moving smoothly for now. They should all be able to be rescued.
Takahashi tried to open his mouth to speak to Director Han several times, but didn’t know how to say it because he couldn’t speak Chinese. So he said to Fujiwara Miyuki: “Teacher—let me—we stay here a week—learn on the job!”
The sentence was broken down into several parts to get out, which made Fujiwara Miyuki so happy that she almost jumped up. This was exactly what she wanted, thinking about staying and playing for a few days. But staying around to learn was not the same as playing. The plan to go out and play on the high-speed rail would have to be put on hold.
“But how to stay for learning? Who should we talk to about this? How does the process go?” Fujiwara Miyuki also didn’t know.
Director Han came back again. Takahashi blushed: “Professor Han—”
Seeing him stuttering, Director Han asked, “Mr. Takahashi, is there something you want?”
“Well, Teacher Fujihara wants your private number, if that’s okay? Thank you!” Takahashi gritted his teeth and said it. He thought that it’s better to let Fujihara handle the issue and see how the procedure goes.
Every hospital, even for a few days of visits, has a procedure. It can’t be done on a whim.
“Give my phone number to Mr. Takahashi!” ordered Director Han.
Director Tan immediately wrote it down for him. Takahashi received the note with both hands and sent the phone number to Fujiwara Masao.
Fujiwara Masao personally contacted Director Han, hoping to have Takahashi stay for a week of study, preferably with Professor Yang Ping.
Fujiwara Masao was very sincere, and so was Director Han, who agreed to help make it happen.
But whether Doctor Yang would agree, he couldn’t be sure. His team had a certain level of autonomy, and he couldn’t interfere with these matters.
Fujiwara Masao, who had grown up under the scholastic system, understood that a powerful professor had absolute authority in his own domain, and no one else could interfere. He hadn’t expected it to be similar in China. Did academic leaders hold such high status here too?
Director Tan reported Takahashi’s request to study to the Academic Affairs Office. Director Zhou of the Medical Affairs Office thought he had heard wrong. At Sanbo Hospital, there weren’t many who came for further study, let alone foreigners. Since the establishment of the hospital, they had never encountered such a situation.
What should they do? They should consult higher-ups. But who? It seemed unthinkable to consult directly with Dean Xia. They should seek guidance from Dean Sun, the first vice dean in charge of operations.
Upon hearing this, Dean Sun immediately took it seriously. A foreigner coming for further study was an unprecedented case, and this was a well-known international professor. He had to take this seriously. He thought for a moment and outlined a few principles:
1. Assign a personnel to assist in handling this matter; 2. Select a qualified translator for Takahashi, responsible for translation work during his stay at Sanbo; 3. Have the canteen urgently find a chef who can prepare Japanese cuisine, or order from a Japanese restaurant, to be responsible for Takahashi’s meals for a week; 4. He had yet to think of the fourth principle.
With these instructions from Dean Sun, Director Zhou realized the importance of this matter. He immediately instructed the clerk, Xiao Xu, to handle this matter diligently, quickly, and efficiently. The process should be unhindered.
Xiao Xu thought about it carefully. There was also the matter of accommodations. This was an international friend. Safety during his stay was of utmost importance. What if something was lost? It would be very troublesome.
Takahashi’s further study became a big deal.
As an international student, this was a big deal. Dean Sun thought for a moment and gave Director Zhou several additional directives.
Truth be told, there were occasional enthusiasts coming to China to study traditional Chinese medicine. @@novelbin@@
As for western medicine, there were friends from third world countries who came to China for further study. But this was the first time they had encountered someone from a developed country.
Director Zhou felt that he must call Director Han next. After all, as department director, it was necessary to inform him about this further study opportunity.
Without wasting any time, he made a phone call. Director Han said he couldn’t interfere too much. Although he served as the head of the integrated orthopedics department, the specific clinical work was managed by Yang Ping. The Academic Affairs Office had to talk to Yang Ping about it.
Yes, call Yang Ping. But he didn’t answer! His cell phone was locked in the locker in the dressing room.
Director Zhou immediately instructed clerk Xu: “Drop whatever else you’re doing and prioritize this matter. Get in touch with Doctor Yang and get this matter of further study settled. Handle the paperwork as soon as possible and wait for Yang Ping to be free. Once he signs the form, everything is good to go.”
Further study followed a procedure. Even if it was fast-tracked, certain steps had to be followed. For Takahashi, a foreigner, they had to keep copies of documents such as his passport on file. They also needed a fax of his medical practice certificate and proof of employment from Japan. They couldn’t just let any random person claiming to be Takahashi into the operating room or on patient rounds, could they?
He also needed ID to take part in further study, a pass to enter and leave the operating room, along with a white coat, and an ID badge. This wasn’t a matter of just stomping your foot and declaring he can carry on with his further study.
In the afternoon, everyone was chatting and resting. When it was tea time, they drank and ate pastries to relax and get ready for the evening banquet.
Yang Ping took Song Zimo and others to visit patients in the Trauma ICU, while Takahashi and Fujiwara Miyuki were found by the folks at the Academic Affairs Office.
Xiao Xu accompanied them, helped them fill out forms, and managed their materials. All that was missing was a further study application form signed by Yang Ping.
This procedure had to be followed. The department for further study was integrated orthopedics, and the guide was Yang Ping. It wouldn’t be right if they didn’t let him sign and nod in agreement.
Finally, they found Yang Ping in the doctor’s office of the Trauma ICU.
Xiao Xu, accompanied by Takahashi and Fujiwara, found Yang Ping sitting at his desk, watching the latest test data of surgical patients on the computer. Song Zimo opened each test report on the computer for Yang Ping to read.
“Doctor Yang–”
“Doctor Yang–”
“Doctor Yang–”
“What is it? I’m busy!” Little Five, hearing Xiao Xu’s call, responded impatiently.
Clerk Xu immediately replied: “I have important matters for Doctor Yang. This is a document approved by Director Zhou and Dean Sun. Take a look–”
Yang Ping stopped reading the reports and turned to see Clerk Xu leading Takahashi and Fujiwara Miyuki: “What is it?”
“This is the application form for Professor Takahashi and Doctor Fujiwara to visit and exchange ideas at our hospital. Could you please sign it? Dean Sun and Director Zhou have already signed.” Clerk Xu said. To expedite the signature, he didn’t offer an explanation. Since the dean had signed, all he needed was Yang’s signature to fulfill the procedure.
Yang Ping picked up the document, glanced at it, and said: “Visit and exchange ideas? Why do I need to sign? You’ve got the wrong idea. If the dean has already signed, just arrange for them to visit and exchange ideas.”
“Continue–“! Yang Ping told Song Zimo to continue reporting the test results.
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