"Mr. Morris, I’d like to hear your opinion. If there are no other issues, we will schedule their surgery." John Ansen ca to the ward to visit his fellow countryman, using a very Chinese approach: he brought a fruit basket filled with fruits Aricans like to eat—cherries, strawberries, and such.
Compared to Arican fruits, these have a better taste.
John Ansen believed that this Chinese way of visiting patients was much more practical than the Arican practice of giving flowers. Flowers are useless; they end up being disposed of like trash by the cleaners, and sotis their scent can pollute the air and cause allergies for so patients.
Fruits, on the other hand, don’t have these risks. It’s truly a healthy way to visit patients, and he hoped it could be promoted in the United States in the future.
"That’s wonderful, Uncle John Ansen, can we have the surgery now?"
"Is this true? Dad, you’re amazing, have you agreed to the surgery?"
The conjoined twins clapped their small hands excitedly. Due to the linkage of their head, neck, chest, and abdon, they suffered from severe spinal deformities, making many movents difficult. Even if they were born accustod to this way of life, they were still in pain.
Morris forced a smile at his daughters and then gave his wife a look to distract them.
"I happen to have so questions about the surgery to consult with you."
Morris led John Ansen out of the ward and into the hallway.
"Let’s talk privately. Those little ones are too noisy right now."
"Then let’s go to the eting room."
John Ansen took him to the eting room, which was specifically for doctors and patients to talk.
They sat down and closed the door.
"I... I’m sorry, Dr. John Ansen, but I need to think it over. Let’s postpone the surgery. I just can’t feel at ease about this; I don’t know why, but I always feel that the dical team here treats the surgery too lightly. This relaxed attitude actually makes uneasy. I feel like the risks of this surgery haven’t been fully assessed, which is very dangerous. You’re a doctor, you understand what I’m saying. I hope you can understand ; I am their father." Morris looked very guilty because coming to China was highly recomnded by John Ansen, and at the ti Morris was very happy and ca without hesitation, but now he was indecisive.
John Ansen could understand Morris’s thoughts. The more one is a neurosurgeon, the more one might think this is too far-fetched, because their knowledge dictates or limits their thinking, and their experience tells them that there is no precedent, and doing it this way is not feasible.
So, sotis knowledge helps you, and sotis it confines you.
If it were before, John Ansen would have thought the sa, having the exact sa mindset as Morris, but now it’s different. John Ansen had been educated many tis by the cases he personally witnessed from Yang Ping. Education makes progress, it broadens one’s vision.
"I completely understand your thoughts. If it were before, before knowing Professor Yang, I would think the sa way. But since I saw Professor Yang perform surgeries, I would never think that way again. You and I are ordinary people; don’t view us too highly. We beca experts in others’ eyes because of long-term focus on this profession, education, platforms and long-term dedication. It’s actually education that’s to thank, not our innate talent. But Professor Yang is different; he’s the only doctor I’ve seen who can be called a genius. So let’s not asure a genius with our way of thinking. Problems mathematicians couldn’t solve for a thousand years, problems that ordinary people couldn’t solve in a lifeti, were solved by Gauss in one night. That’s a genius. We are ordinary people, Professor Yang is a genius, and you must admit this fact to objectively view this matter. Do you understand what I’m saying?"
"You have to be clear, he is my teacher. What kind of person can be my teacher in this world?"
John Ansen patiently and earnestly guided Morris. He knew where Morris’s doubts lay; he had experienced it himself. But changing a person’s preconceived notions is harder than anything.
"But I always feel there’s too much exaggeration in this. Professor Yang’s plan for the surgery seems too perfect, so perfect that it feels fake. Like completing the separation of head and neck in the ti of a single local anesthetic—it’s insane. He even told he wants to correct their severely deford spine and let them live completely normal lives. And... my education taught to use common sense to judge things; anything that violates common sense is false. Please forgive my bluntness." Morris held onto his judgnt.
John Ansen smiled and said, "I appreciate your bluntness, but also please forgive my forthrightness. For ordinary people, using common sense as a basis for judgnt is not wrong, as it can significantly reduce the error rate of judgnts and the cost of making those judgnts, which is a sowhat reliable lazy thod. But we are different. We are the ones propelling dical advancent. If we use so-called common sense to judge at all tis, then we can only follow the beaten path and stand still. If Newton, like ordinary people, used common sense to judge, he couldn’t have achieved such great accomplishnts in physics. Mr. Morris, as a peer, I have to frankly tell you that this way of thinking will also determine that your professional level will lag far behind mine, and the fact is, it does."
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