Surgery Godfather Chapter 695 - 695 620 The Show Tour

Chapter 695: Chapter 620: The “Show” Tour Chapter 695: Chapter 620: The “Show” Tour Friday afternoon.

August sent a ssage that he was planning to return to China to continue his studies.

The Little Duke’s post-surgery condition has been extrely stable, with no signs of infection and no complications from spinal or nerve damage. His heart is truly stabilizing, and the residual function still supports the body’s circulation. Now, the Little Duke has successfully co off ECMO support.

This ans that the Little Duke will have ti to wait for a heart transplant to prolong his life.

Charite dical College quickly initiated a project to use the Little Duke’s surgery as a research topic. William, Lloyd, and Constantin brought together a group of doctors and basic dical researchers to systematically study Yang Ping’s surgery, in hopes of obtaining sothing valuable.

The Germans said, this surgery was a treasure trove, and they would dig deep.

Benefiting from the strength demonstrated by this surgery, the phase III clinical trial of the spinal external fixation fra in the German Ministry of Health has entered the approval process. The passing of it was certain. August needed to return to China as soon as possible, master the new technology, and then carry out clinical trials.

The Duke Foundation will establish a special charity project to financially support children and teenagers with spinal malformations. This project will first be implented in China.

Robert seed a bit lonely and anxious for August to return quickly.

Whether in the Departnt of Comprehensive Surgery or the Center for Sports dicine, intricate and severe shoulder and knee injuries keep coming in from ti to ti.

Most of these patients have no savior. After arriving at the hospital and being examined by the doctor, they are told: Try going to Yang Ping at Sanbo Hospital. Maybe there is so hope.

Thus, patients are referred to Sanbo Hospital. These doctors also only know of Yang Ping through their papers.

“Professor, how about we collaborate on a project? Let’s research knee cartilage regeneration. Aren’t you working on a project to cultivate organs with stem cells? If stem cells can cultivate cartilage, in the future, whether it is knee cartilage damage or osteoarthritis, we can try culturing artificial cartilage to transplant through surgery. I’ll handle the specific work. You just need to provide technical guidance.” Robert was interested in initiating a project with Yang Ping.

In the clinical trial of the spinal external fixation fra, he’s just getting projects for the Special Surgery Hospital’s Orthopedics Departnt in New York. This is not his specialty. Robert was keen on having his own project with the professor.

Yang Ping agreed that this project would indeed make a great extension of his own research topic.

Robert, like a student who’s just finished his howork and has been granted free ti by his parents, clenched his fists in excitent.

Yang Ping rembered that there was an anti-corruption education eting he had to attend – not for anyone else, but just to hear Director Wu confess in person.

It’s been a while since he saw the old director. Now that he was coming to Sanbo Hospital to “perform”, as a forr subordinate who received much care from the old director, he should at least show so support.

Why was the eting scheduled for Friday afternoon? Because generally, everyone has ti then.

On Saturdays and Sundays, the hospital is closed. Only ergency surgeries are perford, not elective ones. The heads of each departnt usually wouldn’t schedule a lot of surgeries on Friday, if possible, to avoid running late. Everyone tends to rush ho to spend the rare weekend with their family.

So directors also use the weekend to rush to other clinics—to perform surgeries in lower-level hospitals. After all, for surgeons, these gigs bring in substantial inco. For senior directors who are qualified and have the opportunity for such gigs, this inco is much more than their salary, and could even be their main inco.

However, not everyone is qualified or has the opportunity to make such visits. There aren’t many doctors who have a certain level of reputation or network of connections for these gigs and are at least an associate physician in a provincial hospital or university-affiliated hospital. Generally, these doctors are at least in their forties, and it’s indispensable to have doctorate degrees and study abroad experience.

These doctors, if translated into other industries, would be at least at the level of a provincial hall officer in the administrative industry; they would be well-known special-grade teachers in top-ranking schools across the province in the teaching industry; they would definitely be executives of several large state-owned or private enterprises in the business field.

For example, Director Ding in the Orthopedics Departnt is a major player in this external service. His network for such gigs is quite large within Nandu Province.

Many people wouldn’t attend this kind of eting in Sanbo Hospital’s administrative eting room if it weren’t for Dean Xia’s presence.

This eting was an anti-corruption education tour organized by the Provincial Health Departnt. It was organized by the Discipline Inspection Departnt of the Provincial Hall, which brought in several people involved in typical cases to “perform” in each major hospital. They used their own cases to warn everyone not to stretch out their hands; those who do will definitely be caught.

Yang Ping ca to the eting room alone and found a seat near the back. He rarely attended etings, and even if he did, he preferred to sit in the back where it was more convenient to slip away or make small movents.

Aside from the people from the Provincial Hall’s Discipline Inspection Departnt on stage, Yang Ping didn’t see any people involved in the case who would co forward to share. He thought that these people must be wearing prison uniforms, shaving their heads, lowering their heads and having signs hanging on their chests.

The Discipline Inspection Departnt’s leader was a woman in her forties, with short hair, looking very competent. She was talking to Dean Xia, with the other people chatting with each other.

The attendees filed in one by one. Director Ding ca in while on the phone: “Pick up the patient on ti, you start with disinfection and bedsheeting, I’ll be there in two hours —”

He was heading to a town hospital that night for a gig. Director Ding was pretty busy, belonging to one of those people with a strong financial mindset, and thus, he had quite a lot of patients on a regular basis.

At Sanbo Hospital, his surgeries also had a characteristic: no matter what the surgery, he always used the most expensive materials. When his junior doctors scheduled surgeries and ordered equipnt, they didn’t even need to discuss with him. Picking the most expensive option was always right, as Director Ding loved the idea of ‘getting what you pay for’.

Director Ding scanned the conference room, seeking out Director Han, then took a seat beside him, primarily to establish his obedience and discipline in front of Director Han.

Back in the days of the Sino-Japanese friendship academic conferences, Director Han would conduct equipping drills before etings, training all the mbers of orthopedics; Director Ding thus narrowly escaped being kicked out by Director Han, fortunately putting the brakes on right at the edge of the cliff.

Once everyone had nearly arrived, the imposing figure of Dean Xia moved to the front of the podium to deliver an opening speech, highlighting the importance of the conference.

Then, the female supervisor led a recap of so typical dical industry cases from the past two years, particularly the cases of Xie and Wu, hoping to serve as a warning to all.

Yang Ping also had a copy of the study material, which included case information about Xie and Wu.

It was shocking to him that Dean Xie was so capable, maintaining no fewer than twelve mistresses of all ages from their twenties to their forties. Each one received an apartnt, a luxury car, and hundreds of thousands in spending money each year.

Seriously, he had money and energy to spare!

No wonder the hospital was left destitute, even deducting the doctors’ night shift fees, with the shift funds being used to fund his mistresses.

Like a vast net of heaven and earth, with its shes wide yet letting nothing through, this guy got what he deserved.

Yang Ping flipped through the study material again. Dean Xie had gained a fortune through purchasing equipnt, hospital infrastructure construction, and dical supplies procurent. Even sugar saline solution used daily by the hospital beca a tool for wealth accumulation due to its enormous annual consumption rate.

Back in the day, the so-called departnt director competition put people in position at the highest bidder. If you didn’t pay, then sorry, please step down.

Of course, with experts like Dean Xie, there were a hundred justifications to let the non-paying departnt directors to step down. If you were young, he would claim you lacked experience and needed more training; if you were older, he’d claim that it was ti for younger people to step up; if your technique was good, he’d say you lacked managerial abilities; and if you had good managent skills, he would say you were corrupted by greed, treating the departnt like a business, you’ve lost your original intention to serve patients.

It’s a pity Old Xie played himself right into confinent.

Director Wu was no better, he gained promotion by secretly giving gratifications to Dean Xie. He accidentally befriended Jiang Baicheng, a notable figure in the political and business spheres, and almost beca the vice president. If he’d continued on this trajectory, he would have been the next Dean Xie. Luckily, Jiang’s family discovered the truth in ti to prevent another Dean Xie from erging.

The conference room suddenly fell quiet as the disciplinary official concluded her speech, and a man with a shaved head stepped onto the stage, certainly looking the part of a guilty party.

Yang Ping’s eyesight was superb, and he imdiately recognized, wasn’t that Old Director Wu?

Director Wu, is that you?

Yang Ping seed to want to go up and ask.

His forrly thinning hair had been replaced by a shaved head, his voice was husky, and unless you knew him well, you wouldn’t dare to recognize him.

No matter what, it’s always best not to break the law.

Director Wu, with his raspy voice on stage, tearfully expressed with rich emotions, recounting his journey and fall from grace, losing his initial rectitude, straying from the right path, and acting against the law and discipline, eventually receiving punishnt by law.

He wasn’t wearing a prison uniform but a shirt and trousers. His style of dress hadn’t changed at all, with the shirt always appearing sowhat untucked, one side laxly hanging out, bulging.

Following Director Wu ca Dean Xie.

Dean Xie wasn’t able to realize his wish of gardening in Australia. Like a shriveled old man, he intermittently read off a script on the stage. It’s clear he didn’t have the passionate performance of Director Wu, it was more like he was doing an assignnt.

Yang Ping heard from his forr departnt colleagues that Director Wu’s right-hand man, Director Fu, had made great contributions to this case. Director Fu confessed much clearer than anyone else, anyways everything bad was instigated by Director Wu. However, Director Fu didn’t get a good end either, he’s now in prison, not even having the chance to co out and report.

At least Dean Xie and Director Wu are still able to get out, get so air, hold so talks.

“Should we go up and spit on them?”

Little Five and Zhang Lin sneaked in, sitting next to Yang Ping to join in the spectacle.

Yang Ping shook his head: “Forget it, they have already been punished by law. There’s no aning in beating a dead horse.”

Yet, Little Five viewed it differently: “I’m not as magnanimous as you, I’ll call out their nas and spit on them later to vent.”

Zhang Lin spurred him on from the side: “Right, I’ll join you. The opportunity knocks but once.”