Chapter 196 - 0185 Good Seedling

In his twenties and doing such exceptional surgeries, his future is limitless.

“I am now a bit jealous of Old Han.”

“Haha, Old Ye, you’re always so straightforward! When you have time, I’ll bring Old Han over, and we can hang out together.”

Professor Ye took off his surgical gown and gloves, and walked out of the operating room with Professor Su, chatting as they walked, with Yang Ping and Su Nanchen following behind.

“Back in the day, we all shared a dorm room.”

“Sanbo’s Orthopedics Department is doing great work nowadays, especially trauma orthopedics.”

“Oh?”

“Since you’re now specializing in sports medicine, you might not be up to speed with this. They now have two wards in trauma orthopedics, with over a hundred beds, and a trauma emergency center. They perform several major complex surgeries every day. They’re about to host an international academic conference, the Asian Orthopedics Forum. They’re even planning to live-stream a major trauma surgery, simultaneously with Tokyo University’s affiliated hospital.”

“That impressive? I don’t have time today, I have to fly to the west for a surgery scheduled in the evening.”

“You’ve become so busy.”

“Can’t help it, it was a student’s request.”

“Next time you visit, let’s get together with Old Han?”

“Definitely!”

“Xiao Yang, come on, let’s add each other on WeChat.”

When they got to the changing room and sat down to rest, Professor Ye took the initiative to ask for Yang Ping’s contact information. Professor Su said: “Xiao Yang, don’t hesitate, you should reach out to Professor Ye more often.”

“I’ll scan your QR code, Professor Ye. Looking forward to your guidance,” Yang Ping said, leaning forward slightly.

“Xiao Yang, if you’re interested, how about visiting our Third Hospital?” Professor Ye invited.

“Thank you, Professor Ye. I will definitely visit when I have time. The books you have written about arthroscopy, I’ve practically worn them out from reading them over and over. I learn something new each time.”

“Really? A young person who is so keen to learn is a rarity. Old Han has no idea how envious I am, it’s not just a little bit.”

“Old Ye, shall I send my driver to take you to the airport?”

“No need to, Guan Sheng and Chen Ge will take me.”

“Xiao Yang, since you’re busy, you can leave first. Professor Ye needs to catch his flight as well. Nanchen, can you drive Doctor Yang home?”

“Professors Su and Ye, I’ll take my leave now since you’re busy.”

Yang Ping shook hands with each of them and bowed, appearing very humble.

“This kid! He hasn’t gotten arrogant, quite rare!”

“Yes, he is indeed a promising young man.”

Not just Professor Ye, but even as Professor Su watched Yang Ping leave, he thought highly of him: he’s a good seed, such a pity he’s not his student.

Through the few interactions with Yang Ping, his imagination, logical thinking, and practical skills were almost flawless, such a rare talent.

As he thought about it, he remembered something and called out to the two men who were walking towards the dressing room door: “Nanchen, Xiao Yang, wait a moment!”

Su Nanchen and Yang Ping stopped, and Professor Su kindly said, “Xiao Yang, come over to our First Affiliated Hospital once in a while. Attend some academic conferences, small lectures, case discussions. You and Nanchen are friends, so no need to feel constrained.”

“Oh, thank you, Professor Su!” Yang Ping felt a bit overwhelmed.

Professor Su was like a celebrity to him, and he never imagined that he would be treated so kindly. Finding Yang Ping’s bashful demeanor amusing, Professor Su thought to himself: “What a naive kid.”

“Off you go, Nanchen, drive slowly!” Professor Su advised.

Just after saying that, Professor Su recalled something and called to Su Nanchen, “Don’t you have an inter-hospital consultation in a few days? Why not take Xiao Yang with you?”

Su Nanchen nodded; yes, the city’s People’s Hospital had asked him for a consultation. The patient, a real estate businessman who played golf, had an unexplained weakness in his right shoulder that often dislocated. He wondered why this patient had gone to the city’s People’s Hospital when these types of patients always opted for the First Affiliated Hospital. Its sports medicine department was not the strongest in the country, but it was considered second-tier, undoubtedly the best in Nandu Province.

“Doctor Yang, I have a consultation at an outside hospital for a complex case of multidirectional shoulder instability. if you’re free, would you like to join me?” Su Nanchen asked on the road, speaking to Yang Ping.

Yang Ping was also interested. Su Nanchen was well-connected, and accompanying him might allow him to expand his own network. Agreeing readily, he said, “That’s brilliant. But is it appropriate? They have invited you for the consultation, and you’re bringing me along?”

“No problem, I will notify them in advance,” assured Su Nanchen promptly.

This was in line with standard protocol. When a hospital invited an expert within the discipline for a consultation, if the expert found the case particularly challenging, they would use their network to solicit help from a more skilled expert, and then recommend this expert for the case.

For example, if a nationally renowned cardiac surgery expert was asked for a consultation about a case of congenital heart disease in a child—a very rare and complicated case—after their consultation, they might contact a cardiac surgery professor from the American Cleveland Medical Center for a discussion. Eventually, they would invite the professor from America to the hospital to perform the surgery together, successfully resolving the problem.

The top experts were always meticulous and would not rush things. They treated each case, especially rare ones, as subjects for research.

“Where is the consultation? Within the city?” Yang Ping wondered.

Su Nanchen replied, “Oh, yes, within the city, at the People’s Hospital.”

The People’s Hospital? Wasn’t that where he had worked just after graduating—and then been let go? The thought stirred a pang in his heart. It was a place where he had left many youthful memories from his early years in medicine.

He still remembered his last day there, how he had bandaged a few patients who had then asked, “Doctor Yang, it doesn’t hurt when you change our bandages—could you do it again next time?”

“Of course!” Yang Ping had smiled, but his smile was bitter.

That day, standing in the corridor with his bag, he had felt a twang of reluctance to leave. Going back for a consultation wouldn’t be so bad—he still had many memories there.

Back at the hospital, Song Zimo’s surgery was already halfway done. He was performing well, each step carefully and meticulously executed.

Yang Ping quietly entered the operating room and quietly took a seat in the corner, trying not to disturb them. They were so focused on the surgery they didn’t even notice Yang Ping’s return.

Xiao Su was aware that Yang Ping didn’t want to disturb them, so he just smiled and greeted him.

“Did you say our senior brother is now performing surgeries at the First Affiliated Hospital? Is his magical operation scaring the hell out of those guys?”

“If nothing else, just his skill of perfectly drilling the tibial tunnel without a guide. I bet those professors are racking their brains trying to understand how he does it.”

“How is he so skilled? Even the First Affiliated Hospital invites him to perform surgeries. They usually invite big shots from the industry or international masters, right?”

“The First Affiliated Hospital has a young professor, Su Nanchen, who’s good friends with him. Without Su Nanchen’s persistent invitations, he might not have gone to the First Affiliated Hospital.”

“I’m going a bit slower, waiting for our senior brother to come back and guide me. With this surgery, I can reach a score of 70 to 80, but getting above 90 is challenging. Temporarily, I am not able to score 100. I need our senior brother’s guidance. I’m not very proficient in balancing these several ligaments. It’s strange how our senior brother can get it right in one shot.”

“Huh! How did you manage to come back?” Song Zimo suddenly noticed Yang Ping sitting quietly in the corner.

“Is the surgery done? Quadruple reconstruction?” Song Zimo asked. For him, penta-reconstruction was no big deal, let alone quadruple reconstruction.

Song Zimo, this fellow, was quite talented. For a multi-ligament reconstruction of the shoulder joint, he was doing a decent job. The quality of this surgery, while not top tier, was definitely an 80 percent, which was enough to get him to the national second-tier expert level. With a little more training, he might even reach the first class.

Indeed, you’re doing quite well, Junior Brother Song.

“I was just about to ask you, these several ligaments, how do you adjust their balance, especially dynamic balance? The shoulder joint is a flexing joint, and its dynamic balance requirements are very high, even for ordinary people.” Song Zimo asked while continuing with the operation.

“Have you ever seen a juggler juggling?”

“You mean throwing up three, four, or even more balls simultaneously, while always keeping one ball in hand, and the other balls remain in the air?”

“Yes, once you have mastered this practice and understood its essence, come and ask me this question again. I will tell you the secret and help you take your performance to the next level.”

“Making it sound so mysterious. Fine, whatever you say.”

But what does juggling have to do with surgery?

Song Zimo was perplexed.

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