Chapter 1312: Chapter 994: Chance for Revenge_2 Chapter 1312: Chapter 994: Chance for Revenge_2 The debrident pack, lidocaine, saline solution, and of course, sterile gloves, and sterile specin bags, scalpel blades, these were all materials lacking in the internal dicine ward. Other than gloves, the rest needed to be temporarily allocated. Director Jiang issued the orders, and Fu Xiaotao’s attending doctor and head nurse began to arrange for various dispatches. It was impossible to fetch materials from the warehouse on short notice; it’s usually borrowed from surgery.
In the borrowing process, due to the huge gap between internal dicine and surgery, people would occasionally co over to inquire what size of gloves were needed, powdered or powder-free, as well as the specifications of the blades – whether scalpel blades, round knives, or bent knives were needed.
Had it not been for Director Jiang already making the arrangents for the supplies, Professor Yang Ping would have simply made a call to have his own departnt’s doctors or nurses bring over a complete set, which would have been faster. After many back-and-forth communications, the oncology team finally gathered the materials needed for the minor surgery.
Of course, while they were arranging the materials, Professor Yang Ping was not idle. Drafting the surgery inford consent form and conducting the signature talks was personally undertaken, with Director Jiang standing by, unable to offer much help.
The minor surgery was conducted in the ward’s treatnt room. The attending doctor wheeled in Fu Xiaotao, then helped him onto the treatnt bed.
“You’ll be my assistant!” Professor Yang Ping ordered the student who ca along.
The student, flattered by the request, imdiately began to help. Probably due to nervousness, it took several minutes just to put on the gloves, and by the ti the student was ready to assist, both gloves were crumpled.
Professor Yang Ping’s movents were extrely swift. After the local anesthesia, the knife was raised and imdiately a lymph node was separated without any bleeding and dropped into the sterile specin bag. Director Jiang watched the scene feeling sothing oddly familiar, as if having seen a similar scenario in childhood, yet couldn’t recall it at the mont.
Throughout the process, Fu Xiaotao felt no pain, feeling as if after lying down, everything was over. It was too quick; he even felt he hadn’t found a comfortable position yet.
The graduate student helped deliver the specin directly to the Pathology Departnt. Doctor Wen Ruzheng was not in the departnt; Director Guan was there instead. Director Guan asked the graduate student which departnt was in such a hurry to send the specin, to which the student replied that Professor Yang Ping had ordered it.
Director Guan imdiately had the pathology slice taken in and didn’t forget to order, “Let Wen Ruzheng handle this specin, call him.”
A specin sent personally by Professor Yang Ping must certainly be another challenging case. Director Guan knew well that he wasn’t up to dealing with these kinds of specins, it was only Wen Ruzheng who could tackle them. Wen Ru might be a little odd in temperant, but he definitely had real talent. Director Guan had always cherished Wen Ruzheng and even intended to have him succeed as the departnt director.
After arranging for the specin, Director Guan had the graduate student convey a ssage to Professor Yang Ping: Wen Ruzheng would personally prepare and observe the pathology slides.
After the consultation was over, Professor Yang Ping returned to his departnt. It would take so ti for the pathology diagnosis to co out, even with Wen Ruzheng handling it exclusively, the results would be forthcoming after 24 hours.
The next day, after 6 p.m., as Professor Yang Ping had just finished a surgery and was in the doctor’s office discussing a case with Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang, he received a call from Wen Ruzheng: “I’ve figured it out, I’ve seen it!”
“What have you figured out?” Professor Yang Ping asked him, but Wen Ruzheng on the other end of the phone was silent, acting mysteriously.
Ever since the last ti Wen Ruzheng lost a bet to Professor Yang Ping and subsequently had to run three laps around the hospital naked, he had been stoking his resolve for revenge. Apart from the ti spent on daily necessities, he had devoted nearly all of his ti to studying pathology. Today, he finally saw his opportunity for revenge.
“Video call! Bring Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang; are they there?” Wen Ruzheng said, if those two weren’t there, they would have to reschedule the video call.
Mysterious indeed! Professor Yang Ping called Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang: “Let’s head to the Pathology Departnt and see what Wen Ruzheng is up to.”
So, the three of them arrived at the Pathology Departnt. Wen Ruzheng was lounging by a microscope, seemingly waiting for Professor Yang Ping’s arrival: “Professor Yang, please have a seat.”
“So, what’s the situation with Fu Xiaotao’s pathology slice? What did you find out?” Professor Yang Ping asked directly, not wanting to play any mysterious gas with him.
Wen Ruzheng wasn’t in a hurry to answer, he just smiled enigmatically: “No rush, no rush, Professor Yang, how about we make another bet this ti? The sa kind of bet as last ti.”
“A bet? What bet?” Professor Yang Ping had already forgotten Wen Ruzheng’s last streaking bet.
With full confidence, Wen Ruzheng said: “This patient’s pathology slice, I have successfully deciphered. I am one hundred percent confident in my findings. If you can figure it out too, I lose. I’ll run three laps naked around the hospital. If you can’t, I’m sorry; you’ll run three laps naked. How about it?”
Damn, this is about revenge. Professor Yang Ping finally understood why Wen Ruzheng was acting so secretive and had insisted on bringing Song Zimo and Xu Zhiliang along – he just wanted to recreate the previous scene.
The thought of Professor Yang Ping running naked! Just the thought was thrilling. Ha-ha, Wen Ruzheng was already laughing heartily inside.
“What, you don’t dare?” Wen Ruzheng unveiled his act of provocation at just the right mont, afraid that Yang Ping would back out at the last second and cause him to lose this perfect opportunity for revenge. He wanted to rise from where he had fallen—this ti, Wen Ruzheng was determined to stand up with dignity.
Wen Ruzheng thought to himself, if I may say so, there are very few hospitals in the world that could make out this pathology slice, and even in the United States, only institutions of the caliber of Mayo and Hopkins could possibly recognize it. My skills are not for show—I’m world-class now. In China, probably only two or three people could make it out. As a surgeon, Yang Ping does have impressive pathological knowledge, but it’s hardly possible for it to reach this level. Professional barriers do exist; I’m one hundred percent sure to win this bet.
If Wen Ruzheng hadn’t devoted himself to intense study recently, he might not have been able to make the right call. Opportunity, oh opportunity, it cos to those who are prepared.
“Let take a look—” Yang Ping thought to go over for a glance.
Wen Ruzheng imdiately stretched out his hand to stop Yang Ping, blocking him with his body in front of the microscope: “Let’s get this straight, are you betting or not? If you don’t bet, it’s the sa as admitting defeat.”
“Wen Ruzheng, what are you playing at? Everyone is busy; we don’t have ti to fool around with you. Just tell us what the illness is,” Song Zimo said impatiently.
Wen Ruzheng imdiately responded unhappily, “Young Master Song, what’s the matter? Are all of you afraid? Did I, Wen Ruzheng, show fear last ti? Even after losing, didn’t I run around naked for three laps?”
“Well—us—being—afraid—is—just—we—don’t want— you—to—lose face again. we’re all brothers, there’s no need to be so—cruel,” Xu Zhiliang said seriously to Wen Ruzheng.
Song Zimo also persuaded him, “Yeah, once is enough. Why go for it a second ti? Unless you’re telling us your muscle mass has improved recently and you want to show off.”
On hearing this, Wen Ruzheng felt even more displeased: “You don’t need to worry about . I’m willing to accept the consequences of the bet, what’s the problem, do you dare to bet or not?”
Song Zimo shook his head, having seen those who aren’t afraid to die, but never one quite this unafraid: “This ti, no underwear allowed!”
“Done!” Wen Ruzheng agreed without a second thought.
Sighing, Yang Ping said, “Doctor Wen, given our relationship, must we really do this? Is there no room for compromise?”
“No! But rest assured, if I, Wen Ruzheng, lose again, I absolutely won’t run away. I will run three laps around Sanbo Hospital without wearing underwear,” Wen Ruzheng declared emphatically.
Yang Ping had no choice but to say, “Okay, let’s bet!”
Only then did Wen Ruzheng step aside and let Yang Ping go to the microscope. Yang Ping sat down, glanced through it, and within less than a minute, said, “Kasabach-rritt syndro!”
Hearing the diagnosis from Yang Ping, Wen Ruzheng felt as if struck by lightning, petrified on the spot, hardly believing his ears.
“Buddy, pick your ti, but rember, no underwear!”
Song Zimo patted the petrified Wen Ruzheng on the shoulder, and the three, pressed for ti and having obtained the result, left the Pathology Departnt straight away.
“Little Wen! Are you okay?” Director Guan ca out of his office to find Wen Ruzheng sitting on the chair, motionless, his expression blank.
“Little Wen! Little Wen! Little Wen!”
Director Guan called out three tis, but Wen Ruzheng showed no reaction, which gave Director Guan a start. He imdiately rushed over, fearing sothing might have happened since he was so still.
“Oh—nothing!”
Wen Ruzheng finally made a sound.
“You gave a scare. I thought you had a stroke,” Director Guan took a deep breath.
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