Surgery Godfather Chapter 971 - 971 823 Five Steps and Five Hundred Steps

Chapter 971: Chapter 823: Five Steps and Five Hundred Steps Chapter 971: Chapter 823: Five Steps and Five Hundred Steps Guo Jingyao was soon transferred from the CCU back to a regular ward, and though he could have been moved to the deluxe ward in the Overseas Chinese Building, he feared being too far from Professor Yang and preferred staying in a regular ward. However, the surgery departnt still arranged for him to be in the only suite.

Having narrowly escaped death, he knew it was all thanks to Professor Yang’s team, so he began making donations to Yang Ping’s research fund, and of course, the sums he donated were not small.

No amount of money could compare to his life because only if Professor Yang had sufficient research funds could he continue to develop new dical techniques and solve dical mysteries, ultimately benefiting himself as well.

The wealthier one is, the more they value their health, especially the older wealthy individuals.

Guo Jingyao instructed his son to walk around near the hospital to familiarize himself with the surroundings. He planned to acquire so properties near the hospital and increase his investnts in China, deeply feeling that China was his greatest security.

President Ning Qi of Anning Group, took ti to visit her family business’s partner Mr. Guo, and also to see Yang Ping.

Each ti she visited, she always brought a box of cookies she had made herself, and each ti, she left her assistant and bodyguards downstairs, carrying the delicately crafted cookies by herself to the surgery departnt.

Her beauty, height, and professional deanor, along with her status as a tycoon company president at just over thirty, always attracted countless gazes.

“Professor Yang—”

She smiled slightly, her smile as refreshing as a spring breeze.

“President Ning!” Yang Ping looked up and saw the poised female president at the door.

“These are so cookies I made, a small token.”

“You are too kind.”

“They aren’t well made, and they haven’t improved.”

“Thank you!”

She placed the cookies on the table and sat down to chat with Yang Ping for a while, sotis discussing the follow-up condition of his brother, and at other tis discussing other matters. Nevertheless, Ning Qi always had a smile on her face.

Yang Ping was very busy, but Ning Qi knew how to maintain proper decorum, chatting for just over ten minutes before tactfully excusing herself.

After sending off Ning Qi, Yang Ping went to the stem cell laboratory, where Tang Shun and his team were vigilantly posted, day and night. These successful muscle specins had completed structural analysis and were starting the functional testing phase.

Ruixing Company was also hurrying to design and manufacture experintal supporting equipnt, such as an artificial heart-lung machine that simulates human circulatory functions. This artificial heart-lung machine was entirely different from those used clinically. Its main function was to perform complete perfusion for cloned organs, and the perfusing fluid was a synthetic nutrient solution mimicking blood. The machine’s various pipelines needed to be able to connect arteries and veins of various sizes, then using the machine to establish a simulated circulation for the organs.

Besides the artificial heart-lung machine, supporting equipnt also included a neurostimulation device, which could stimulate the newly generated nerves in cloned organs, allowing them to function normally once connected to the human body.

Cloning muscle tissue was only the first step; the entire experintal process was extrely complex. After functional testing, the cloned organs had to undergo genetic sequencing to check for any genetic mutations or defects.

Finally, this piece of muscle had to be transplanted into a human body to test its survival ti within a human.

Of course, it wasn’t possible to transplant directly into a human now, so experints would be conducted on animals to test the organ’s survival ti after being integrated into a body.

“Professor, look, the tendons at both ends of this muscle are very intact. What we’ve cultivated is a complete composite structure, not just a simple muscle fiber structure, it seems cultivation is advancing faster than biological 3D printing,” said Tang Shun, clad in a white coat and gloves, pulling out a piece of muscle, examining it, and then putting it back.

Yang Ping, while observing the muscle in the transparent cultivator, said, “Biological 3D printing technology is still limited by the developnt of physical technology, while cloning technology is not limited by physical technology. However, biological 3D printing technology has a lot to offer, especially for simple organs like skin, cartilage, bone, ligants, tendons, etc. In the future, biological 3D printing will still have its uses, particularly in transparent cartilage, which has a relatively simple structure without intertwined nerve vessels, allowing for custom shaping that could address dical issues like osteoarthritis and cartilage damage.”

“Professor, you are really amazing, how can you succeed on your first experint?” Tang Shun was always curious.

Yang Ping casually replied, “It’s like playing chess—you can only see five moves ahead while I can see five hundred.”

Tang Shun was montarily speechless, realizing the simple truth.

The gap between five and five hundred steps was indeed significant, but in reality, this gap was far greater than just between five and five hundred steps.

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Ikuta Takashi t his long-awaited friend from China in a hotel room, which was uncomfortably dim for him.

The curtains were barely pulled open a bit, allowing just a sliver of light in, which made the room seem less dark.

“Mr. Wang Ge, I have long heard of you!”

The wheelchair slowly turned around, and Wang Ge reached out his hand, clasping it with Ikuta Takashi’s.

“Please have a seat!”

Next to the wheelchair, Wang Ge’s younger brother, Wang Jian, invited the guest to sit down.

Ikuta Takashi and his subordinate settled onto the chairs, and Ikuta Takashi wasn’t one to beat around the bush:

“I traveled all the way from Malaysia especially to et Mr. Wang, hoping you could help us handle our business opponent—Zhu Cheng! Please trust our sincerity,” Ikuta Takashi gestured.