godfather of surgery

Chapter 1232 is not expensive, it's very cheap.

The development of Sanbo Hospital is Dean Xia's business; Yang Ping's work is in scientific research and clinical practice, which is what he is best at.

Li Zehui's willingness to come to Sanbo Hospital was largely due to the attraction of Yang Ping's personal charisma. This kind of thing is quite common. For example, the reason why those rocket experts in the United States can gather under Musk's banner is not only because of the high salaries they receive, but also because of Musk's personal charisma. These people are willing to follow him to fight for the colonization of Mars, regardless of whether the project can be successful or not. In any case, they have raised a banner of lofty ideals.

For top scientists, the banner is very important. Under the banner's inspiration, they have a sense of mission in their work. They firmly believe that they will succeed in the future. If it doesn't work in ten years, then fifty years; if it doesn't work in fifty years, then a hundred years.

To accomplish something, you always have to start. Starting doesn't guarantee success, but not starting guarantees failure.

Sisi was the first patient to undergo K therapy and the first to be cured. Because Sisi was able to directly enter the clinical trial, the research time for K therapy was greatly shortened. A follow-up examination revealed that all her indicators remained normal without any further fluctuations. Theoretically, she had met the criteria for a cure.

Professor Zhang Zongshun appeared in the doctor's office at the research institute with his hands behind his back. He had come to learn about Sisi's condition. He had heard that Sisi had been cured, which he found unbelievable, so he insisted on coming up to find out the situation in person.

Professor Zhang admitted Sisi to the hospital and kept a close eye on the little girl's treatment. At the time, he didn't have high hopes for the treatment. He just wanted to do his best to give this poor little girl some humanistic care, let her know that the world had not abandoned her, and let her feel care and hope in her final days.

Professor Zhang was still wearing the same glasses wrapped in tape. He was used to these glasses; they fit perfectly, and he had worn them for decades. He couldn't bear to change to other frames.

Students who heard the news tried to avoid him in advance, fearing that he would catch them and scold them. Professor Zhang was very strict. Even if he saw that a student's white coat was not properly worn, even if only one button was missing, he would go up and educate the student and then help the student button it up.

"Professor Zhang!" Yang Ping quickly welcomed Professor Zhang in.

Professor Zhang waved his hand: "You all go about your business. I just came up to check on Sisi and ask about her condition. I heard she has recovered."

The claim of curing malignant tumors that have already spread is something that would seem like a hoax if it hadn't come from a research institute.

Yang Ping asked Professor Zhang to sit down and then said, "After the most recent course of treatment, all the original tumor lesions on the imaging images have disappeared, and all the test indicators have returned to normal. Several follow-up examinations have shown the same result, and there are currently no signs of recurrence."

"Let me see." Professor Zhang took off his glasses and leaned closer to take a look.

The images of Sisi were displayed on the electronic screen. Professor Zhang took a closer look and confirmed that the original lesions were no longer visible, and all the tests were normal with no further fluctuations.

Professor Zhang was still vivid in his mind when he admitted the young girl to the hospital. He couldn't help but feel excited. This young man, Yang Ping, had really done it. He had pioneered a new method for treating tumors, and this brand-new method was the ultimate weapon for future tumor treatment.

Professor Zhang has now stepped down as the head of the expert group, and Director Han has taken over as the new head of the expert group. Professor Zhang now only sees patients at the institute's outpatient clinic. He used to invite a few old men to play games with him. He used to invite Zhang Lin, Xiao Wu, and Liang Pangzi to play games together, but now he rarely plays with them anymore.

Because these young people are now fully committed to their work, such as Zhang Lin and Xiao Wu who spend most of their time studying and researching, they also need to make their own achievements and not hold the institute back. As it turns out, these two have established themselves in the institute with their hook-up skills and have even become irreplaceable.

No one could surpass them in hooking techniques. It's no exaggeration to say that they are the best in the world in hooking techniques alone, after all, "Hooking Surgery" is a pioneering work in the field of hooking.

"It really did cure him!" Professor Zhang could hardly believe his eyes.

Yang Ping is not only skilled in surgery, but now he is also amazing in scientific research. He has developed a completely new treatment method in such a short period of time. Professor Zhang looked up at Yang Ping and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion.

When this young man first came in, Professor Zhang only thought that he was different from others, with a bit of confidence and a bit of dedication. But later, seeing him create one miracle after another, Professor Zhang and Director Han discussed it and decided to support him, letting him go all out and make a name for himself. They never expected him to achieve such great success.

The plane carrying the retired cadres' medical examination group, which Dean Xia mentioned, was about to arrive at the airport. Dean Xia and Professor Zhang Zongshun personally led a group to the airport to welcome them, and even held a small welcoming ceremony at the hospital. These retired cadres are all meritorious citizens of the country, so the atmosphere should be lively. However, Dean Xia didn't dare to be too extravagant. These retired cadres have a simple and frugal lifestyle, and seeing a luxurious scene might make them scold him. Therefore, Dean Xia strictly controlled the degree of the welcoming ceremony; it couldn't be absent, nor could it be extravagant. Originally, Professor Zhang wanted to chat with Yang Ping a little longer to learn about the cutting-edge technologies in the medical field, but he had to pick up someone from the airport in the afternoon and couldn't stay any longer.

In short, he recalled Yang Ping's experience with great emotion. The young man was extremely talented and grew from a resident doctor to a Nobel laureate in just two or three years.

Whether it's space-guided gene therapy or K-therapy, these are both highly imaginative innovations. It seems that young people's minds are more efficient and they don't follow the rules.

After getting off work in the afternoon, Yang Ping, accompanied by Song Ziming, rushed to the lobby of the Overseas Chinese Building at the hospital to welcome the retired cadres' medical examination group. These old heroes are all seniors who have made great contributions to the country.

Although they are quite old, they are all in good spirits. Coming for a physical examination is a benefit provided to them by the government.

Many elderly people still felt it was a waste, saying that a physical examination only needed to be done nearby and there was no need to fly so far. Later, when they heard that Professor Yang Ping was here, everyone was happy and said they wanted to have a comprehensive physical examination and ask Professor Yang to take a look.

Yang Ping performed coronary artery bypass surgery on several elderly patients at 301 Hospital. Those surgeries became legends among the elderly patients. His hands were simply superb; even the most difficult surgeries could be performed beautifully in his hands.

These veteran comrades have already done ideological work with this group of retired cadres, telling them how capable Yang Ping is and how he has helped them get rid of all their old problems one by one.

The retired cadres were quite excited when they saw Yang Ping welcoming them in the lobby: "We've finally met Professor Yang in person!"

Yang Ping felt very embarrassed. In front of these old heroes, he felt insignificant. Without their blood and sweat, he wouldn't be able to devote himself to being a doctor and doing research today. He probably wouldn't even be able to eat properly.

Dean Xia said, "Before they came, the veterans of 301 Hospital gave them a lot of publicity. They all gave you a thumbs up when they talked about you. Several of our veterans have health problems and need surgery, so they came here specifically to have you perform the surgery."

The boast has already been made, and now Yang Ping feels immense pressure. Not everything in medicine can be solved through surgery.

Yang Ping understood that these veteran comrades were just talking; if the problem couldn't be solved, they would understand. These were all experienced and broad-minded seniors who had weathered many storms, and they wouldn't hold such a grudge against him over such trivial matters. Therefore, Yang Ping felt much more at ease.

"Dean Xia, you mustn't put pressure on Professor Yang. Professor Yang, don't worry, we all have old ailments. No one can cure old age. If it can be cured, then it will be; if it can't, it's not a big deal. There's no such thing as immortality in this world. Birth, aging, sickness, and death are the laws of nature. We must be realistic in everything we do and not go against objective laws." An old cadre said kindly to Yang Ping, while criticizing Dean Xia instead.

Dean Xia quickly apologized, saying, "You've all come all this way because you trust our hospital. We will do our best to help you."

"It's just a physical examination, no need to make such a big fuss. Don't take up too much of everyone's time. Professor Yang, please don't mind us. We were just joking around. We know you're usually quite busy, so please don't let us disrupt your work. We already feel bad about bothering you, but if we waste too many medical resources, we won't dare to come again," said another retired cadre who had spent his entire life researching rockets in the west.

Everyone entered the ward in an orderly manner and settled in. Seeing the luxurious ward, they couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.

An elderly cadre waved to the accompanying doctor and nurse, asking, "How much does it cost for this day?"

The doctors and nurses were surprised that the elderly person would ask this question, and stammered, "It's not expensive, it's very cheap."

P.S.: This book has about 100,000 words left to finish. Originally, it was supposed to be over a million words long, including the grand climax, but some content has become unsuitable for the novel, so it has to be cut entirely. I've made some progress and advancements at work recently, and the workload isn't as heavy as before, so I'll have more time to write in the evenings.

This is the author's first book, and there are many aspects I'm not satisfied with. When I was conceiving the idea, I didn't anticipate that some parts wouldn't fit into the novel, so there are still some minor regrets. A new book is also in preparation. With the experience gained from the first book, writing the new one might be easier. In short, I will try my best to ensure that the new book won't have the same frequent hiatuses as this one. Thank you all for your support.