Surgery Godfather

Chapter 258: Chapter 0242: What About the HSK Score?

“Are you fucking kidding me?” Manager Xu was slightly annoyed, coughed a few times, and reluctantly said: “Is it the case that Professor Takahashi is arranged to exchange and learn in your department?”

Without turning his head, Yang Ping replied: “For exchange and learning, no matter which department, I don’t need to sign off on it. You guys arrange it, they can freely exchange and visit in our Orthopedics Department.”

With no other choice, Xu had to spell it out: “Professor Takahashi intends to further his studies in your department?”

“Further study?”

Upon reading the form, Yang Ping remarked: “Oh, further study, in our Department of Orthopedics, that does need my signature. You were not being clear about this ‘exchange and learning’, who’s in charge of teaching in our department?”

Song Zimo replied: “Dr. Zhang Lin is the teaching secretary!”

The teaching secretary is the one who manages interns, standardized training students, graduate students, and postgraduate trainees.

“Just go to Dr. Zhang. Follow the process.”

Yang Ping said casually, he simply had no time to quibble over this. He had to attend to the critically ill patient; a patient’s condition could change in an instant. It wasn’t all over just because the surgery was successful; post-operative treatment was also extremely important. @@novelbin@@

“No, Dr. Yang, this is Professor Takahashi from the affiliate hospital of Tokyo University, Dean Sun personally signed for him. He is to be given priority and fast-tracked–”

Since it was signed by the dean and to be given priority, it couldn’t be treated negligently.

Yang Ping paused in his work: “Show me his file. If he qualifies, he can complete the process and report to Dr. Zhang in the department. It’s a minor issue!”

As he spoke, Yang Ping looked over the documents handed over by Xu. There was nothing else, just a filled training application form, filled out by someone else: “There’s nothing here. Where is the rest of the file? Why are you asking me to sign with no documents? Brother, this is not how you conduct business.”

“Documents? What kind of documents do you need?”

Manager Xu was about to explode. When a big-shot Japanese professor wants to further his studies under you, you should be overjoyed. What’s with all these formalities? Just sign and it’s done.

“What kind of documents? Which country does he come from?” Yang Ping retorted Manager Xu.

“Japan!” Manager Xu replied.

“Yes, he’s a foreigner. What’s his HSK level? How many points? Where’s the certificate?” Yang Ping casually flipped through it, returning the documents to Xu.

“What’s HSK? Do I need this?” Xu was totally baffled.

“It’s the Chinese Proficiency Test!” Song Zimo explained.

“We need that too?” Xu had never heard of this before.

“Of course we need it. For a foreigner to further his study in our country, they must pass the language requirement. No negotiation,” Yang Ping said without a hint of compromise.

“I am fluent in Chinese, but I have not taken any ranking test. Professor Takahashi doesn’t understand Chinese,” Fujiwara Miyuki hurriedly said in Chinese.

Yang Ping shook his head: “No good. He must pass the Chinese language requirement. It’s fundamental. If you’re furthering your study in China and you don’t understand Chinese, how can you learn?”

“We’ve provided a translator for him,” Xu claimed.

“A translator? Song Zimo, when you went abroad for further studies, did they provide you with a translator?” Yang Ping laughed.

“No, I learned English and Japanese by myself, there’s no such thing as providing a translator,” Song Zimo responded.

If he truly intends to further his study, he should act like it. Now they even provide him with a translator. Is he here for study or to give a lecture?

“Okay, we’re busy. Let him prepare his documents and hand them to Zhang Lin for approval. We’re indeed very busy.” Yang Ping truly was.

“But—” Xu was at a loss for words.

What Yang Ping said was indeed reasonable. We are providing further study; why do we have to provide a translator?

However, since even Dean Sun has signed it, and yet he’s still not giving us any face, he is really fucking arrogant.

“Zhang Lin, you’re in charge of teaching for our department. From now on we must have rules. For foreigners, their Chinese language level must reach level four, otherwise it would be pointless even if they come—they wouldn’t understand. It would be like playing the lute for a cow. As for professional knowledge, Song Zimo, you need to develop a comprehensive set of test papers and everybody who comes for further study must take this qualifying test, no matter where they are from.”

Yang Ping briefly instructed Song Zimo and Zhang Lin. Although Manager Xu listening on the side was a little frustrated, he felt that what Yang Ping said was very true.

What’s happening? From the conversation and their expressions, Takahashi realized that something was amiss.

Fujiwara Miyuki reluctantly told Takahashi: “We can’t complete the task given by our teacher this time. You are ineligible for further study because your Chinese proficiency is not up to standard. Professor Yang’s language requirement for trainees is very strict, he insists on level four.”

Not eligible? He was not eligible to come for further study. That was indeed a huge blow.

Takahashi stood behind Fujiwara Miyuki, looking uncomfortable.

Manager Xu held the training document in his hand, without signatures, he didn’t know how to report back: “Dr. Yang, Dean Sun, and Director Zhou had signed it, and the food had been arranged in the canteen. If you disagree and won’t sign, I don’t know how to explain when I go back.”

“Well, I will report to Director Han later, and Director Han will communicate with Dean Sun and Director Zhou.” Yang Ping knew that Xiao Xu was in charge and would be criticized if the task was not completed.

Manager Xu had no choice but to take Takahashi and Fujiwara to the Medical Teaching Department.

On the way, Xiao Xu wondered, is there such a test? He was familiar with IELTS and TOEFL exams, but he had never heard of the HSK. Xiao Xu looked it up on Baidu and indeed such a test exists. This test has been set up in many cities around the world, including Tokyo.

It seemed that Yang Ping was correct. Isn’t it a prerequisite to have a IELTS or TOEFL score for studying in Europe and America?

As for medical doctors going abroad for further study, they also cram in English. Those who are serious about further studies will make an effort with language skills, otherwise they can only learn from other people’s gesture.

Of course, there are exceptions for those who purely go abroad to enhance their personal image. Whether they learn anything is irrelevant, as long as they take a few photos with their mentor, it can be considered as having studied abroad.

Why didn’t I think of that before? Xiao Xu felt something’s off — in this situation, it seems like we are providing a lot of services for him, is he actually coming to further his studies or to lecture?

Back in the office, he reported to Director Zhou that Yang Ping refused to sign the document on the grounds that Takahashi did not meet the training requirements due to inadequate language skills.

“What?” Director Zhou pounded on the table in anger.

This younger generation is being so arrogant. As soon as they are given a little ability and regarded as talents by the hospital, they become overbearing.

Can this matter be rejected by him alone? This matter is spearheaded by Dean Sun and the Medical Education Department, and perhaps Takahashi’s training would be made into a model case and promoted on important media platforms.

“Director, but Takahashi wants to train with Dr. Yang. Isn’t it within Dr. Yang’s rights to refuse or accept? Can we force him?” Xiao Xu seemed to understand a bit more.

“Yang Ping is also a doctor at Sanbo Hospital, and he must abide by the hospital’s overall arrangements.” Director Zhou was very angry.

Xiao Xu had just seen Yang Ping’s attitude, and he seemed to have almost no enthusiasm for Takahashi, treating him in the same way he would treat an ordinary person.

Truth be told, Xiao Xu was quite supportive of Yang Ping. A foreigner! Normal training is enough, why should we offer him so many extra privileges?

“Director, Takahashi intends to study at our hospital, why should we give him such special treatment?” Xiao Xu also felt it wasn’t right.

Director Zhou responded without hesitation: “He is a foreigner, and a well-known professor, of course he has to be treated differently. Xiao Xu, I was just thinking, whether we should arrange a life assistant for Takahashi?”

For just one week of training, a life assistant was to be provided. Yang Ping hadn’t even accepted Takahashi’s training request, this felt like a self-directed and self-performed drama. Xiao Xu thought this was a bit too much.

“Dr. Yang has already refused Takahashi’s application?” Xiao Xu reminded Director Zhou.

“Just because he said no, does it mean it’s a no?” Director Zhou was very interested in this matter, and if handled properly, it could indeed become a model case.

But Yang Ping was a little strange, and Zhou couldn’t figure him out. Logically speaking, let’s not talk about an internationally renowned professor, even an ordinary foreigner would be sought after for training, but Yang Ping was indifferent about it.

Yang Ping couldn’t be forced. Director Han values him so much, and Dean Xia treats him like a treasure. They really couldn’t force him. If he was upset and decided to leave the hospital, it could cause trouble, as there must be many organizations that wanted to poach him.

The banquet was lively, with Professor Su, Old Han, Meng Heng, and Fu Shancheng at one table.

Dr. Park, Dr. Lin, Takahashi, Fujiwara and other international friends sat at another table, accompanied by Director Tan.

Guests from other hospitals, for example, from The Provincial People’s Hospital, were grouped together, accompanied by Director Tian.

Wu Siwen from The City’s People’s Hospital couldn’t make it. He was busy with some troubles, reportedly related to Dean Xie’s incident, and he didn’t have the mood for the academic conference.

Takahashi had been upset all the time. He hadn’t even qualified to be a training student, something that he hadn’t expected at all. He began to plan on learning Chinese.

Dr. Lin from Singapore Central Hospital discussed the cooperation between the two hospitals with Director Tan, and Park Choon-ui also wanted to talk about cooperation.

There were many things that could be done in international collaboration within the medical academic field, learning from each other’s strengths and common development.

“Old Han, I didn’t expect this at all. You’ve trained such an excellent group of young people.” Meng Heng patted Old Han on the back.

The banquet took a green approach, no alcohol or alcoholic beverages were served, and everyone was merry chatting over non-alcoholic drinks.

“Old Su, looking at your expression, it seems like you’re even happier than Old Han?” Fu Shancheng saw that Professor Su was always smiling, which seemed a bit unusual.

“I’m happy for our orthopedics field. It’s like the saying, the new generation surpasses the old one.” Professor Su said cheerfully.

At the banquet, many people wanted to take a photo with Yang Ping, including Ou Lichun, but they couldn’t find him.

Yang Ping was busy in the Trauma ICU. He had decided to stay in the Trauma ICU that night to ensure the post-surgery patients could get through the first 24 hours safely.