âDoctor Yang! Hello, Iâm Huang Jiahui, we had coffee together once, at the Starbucks near the hospital.â She smiled warmly.
âHello! Huang Jiacaiâs younger sister?â Yang Ping remembered her now, no wonder she looked familiar.
âArenât you working at Tianji company?â Yang Ping recalled that she had given him some pamphlets on surgical robots.
âAfter graduation, Iâve worked in trauma, spine, joint, sports medicine appliances and surgical robot manufacturers. My brother suggested I familiarize myself with every aspect of orthopedic appliances, and then focus on a specific area. Iâve recently joined this sports medicine manufacturerâRuixing. Even though Iâve only just started, this is what Iâve decided to dedicate my career to. Iâm now in charge of business with Sanbo Hospital. Earlier, Professor Song informed us that tomorrowâs meniscus suture surgery will require our equipment. I brought you some information about Ruixingâs meniscus suture gun. We are a wholly domestic manufacturer, specialized in the field of sports medicine, and can supply a full range of sports medicine products, including consumables and instruments for knee and shoulder operations, among other things.â
Sheâd rehearsed this speech so many times that she blushed as the words came out.
Having finished speaking, Jiahui looked a little lost as she held out the product information with both hands.
âHmm, Iâll take a look at the information. Say hi to your brother for me, have a seat!â Yang Ping said as he took the materials, sat down and began to flip through them.
âThis suture gun is designed entirely based on principles of human engineering, making it very easy to operate. A single gun can suture a stitch, and itâs disposable, eliminating the need for repeated sterilization and reducing the risk of infection. Just pulling the trigger twice can complete one stitch, which is very fast and convenient. I brought a sample for you, Doctor Yang, have a look!â Huang Jiahui took out a sample from her bag to show to Yang Ping.
Yang Ping had done thorough research on their products, but seeing her enthusiasm, he didnât want to disappoint her, so he sat down and listened carefully to her explanation.
âThese built-in sutures were developed independently by us. Their strength is twice that of similar products on the market.â Huang Jiahui took out a woven suture from her bag and demonstrated by pulling it forcefully.
âHmm, thank you for your explanation. The surgery will start at 8:30 tomorrow.â Yang Ping closed the materials.
Huang Jiahui was ecstatic, she felt that she had been acknowledged by Yang Ping, her face glowing with a blush: âIf I may, can I scrub in tomorrow?â
âAlright! Come over tomorrow then.â Yang Ping didnât have the heart to disappoint a girl who had just started out in the field.
âIâll definitely be on time for the operation. Thank you, Doctor Yang, for this opportunity.â Jiahui said gratefully.
Agreeing to let her scrub in meant that he would use her products, which would give her a chance to get more affirmation in the future.
âYouâve received training on surgical room sterility, havenât you?â
âThe company provided specialized training!â
Yang Ping picked up his cell phone and dialed Su Yixuan, who was still on duty.
After the call, he said: âGo to the fifth-floor operating room and find Nurse Su. Youâll need to take a test on surgical room sterility. If you pass, you can register. Only then will you be allowed in the operating room tomorrow.â
âOkay, thank you!â Jiahui was excited.
Although Ruixingâs products were also chosen as potential suppliers along with a few others, among dozens of stockpiled items in the operating room, no one had used them yet. Truth be told, there is still a gap in product quality compared to international brands.
âDoctor Yang, what do you like for breakfast? I can bring it for you tomorrow.â Jiahui took advantage of the momentum.n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om
Yang Ping found her a bit naive and cute, so he joked: âNo need, thanks, I was quite satisfied with your product introduction just now. You should head home early, Iâm about to finish work as well.â
âDoctor Yang, take care!â Jiahui bowed slightly as she saw him out.
After Yang Ping left, she clenched her fists and silently cheered, âYes!â
Her performance was not bad, though a bit stiff due to nervousness. It would get better with time.
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Before knocking off, Yang Ping went to the Overseas Chinese Building to see Mr. Ning. His open-mindedness surpassed his expectations, it might be an act to avoid worrying his daughter, or perhaps he really had an understanding of life and death.
Miss Ning had her head resting on the edge of the bed, her fatherâs hand in hers: âWeâve gotten news. Uncle Nong is rushing over to confirm.â
âThis is his picture!â Miss Ning took out her phone and showed the photo.
Mr. Ningâs trembling hands took the phone, staring at the photo for a long time as tears fell unconsciously.
âHeâs lost weight ââ he said after a while.
âWhere did they find him?â Mr. Ning asked, regaining his composure.
Miss Ning tenderly wiped away her fatherâs tears with a tissue: âIn Vancouver, Canada. He was performing at a bar there.â
âHmm, good that they found him. I need to go. You must take good care of your younger brother. Your dad knows youâre sensible. Youâve had a tough time these past years.â Mr. Ning patted his daughterâs head.
When they heard Yang Ping knock on the door, they immediately ended their conversation.
âPlease come in!â
Miss Ning greeted him with a smile as she stood up: âDoctor Yang, hello!â
âMr. Ning, are you feeling okay?â Yang Ping asked, standing at the bedside, noting that he looked fine.
Mr. Ning smiled: âI donât feel any pain in my chest at all, Iâm very grateful. There is a little pain in the liver area, but itâs bearable. Doctor Yang, havenât you finished work yet?â
âIâm about to finish. Before leaving, I thought Iâd come over and have a look. Please turn on your side, I need to check the catheter.â Yang Ping approached the bedside.
Miss Ning helped her father turn onto his side, while Yang Ping took a pair of gloves from the bedside cabinet and put them on.
After a careful check, he found the catheter was in the correct position and had not come out.
After finishing the check, Yang Ping removed his gloves and threw them into the yellow wastebasket.