Surgery Godfather-Chapter 318 - 0302 Returning to the Country

Chapter 318: Chapter 0302 Returning to the Country

Markus, August’s assistant, was in his early thirties, a blonde, blue-eyed young man, smart and capable, a high achiever of Charité Medical School in Germany.

This time August brought two assistants, one was his medical assistant and the other one was arranged by the insurance company.

As an assistant, Markus tried not to disturb Mr. August’s private activities during his spare time, so he was currently discussing recent developments in spinal surgery with other doctors.

“Markus, you don’t need to come over, just see my message on Whatsapp and do as I asked.” August realized something and changed his mind.

Markus was meticulous and always able to exceed August’s expectations, never once disappointing him.

Now August instructed him to figure out if there is a social taboo in China: asking for contact information from a guest at the first meeting might result in the guest’s disdain.

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Upon receiving the task, Markus used all possible means: searching online, asking Chinese friends, and so on. Approximately ten minutes later, a report with academic rigor based on his survey was sent to August.

The conclusion was clear: there was no such social taboo in China.

Milton, old devil! August cursed, he was indeed being deceived, and perhaps Milton had successfully obtained Dr. Yang’s contact information.

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Looking at Milton, who had just returned from the restroom, August kept his composure. The competition was everywhere, with no end in sight.

August issued another instruction to Markus. Today, he must get Dr. Yang Ping’s contact information and establish some formal contact with Dr. Yang Ping’s team.

He believed that this young man would faithfully execute his commands and would surely succeed in the task. As for the process, he didn’t need to be concerned.

“Old pal, thank you, if it wasn’t for your reminder, I almost violated China’s social taboo. The consequences would have been unimaginable.” August raised his cup in thanks.

Milton sat down, and the two old pals lightly toasted, “Toast for medical progress, toast for friendship.”

A few drinks and some food later, they slightly squinted their eyes, like a slight drunken state after drinking, looked at each other for a moment. Milton began to speak first: “Pal, how is your research on spinal cord injuries progressing? After transecting the monkey’s spinal cord, is there any breakthrough in reconnection techniques?”

“No, the research has stalled. How about you? How was it when you used polyethylene glycol for connection?” August expressed regret.

Milton was also struggling: “That didn’t work either. We used stem cells to promote repair, but the results were still not satisfactory.”

August played with his empty cup: “We should cooperate, but you have hidden some data. If we are to cooperate, we must be honest.”

Milton puffed out his cheeks: “You are not sincere enough, how dare I give all my data? This is our many years of hard work.”

The two of them had been like this for dozens of years, tug of war, fighting and arguing, neither able to gain an advantage over the other. They had been discussing cooperation for decades, but with no substantial progress.

About fifteen minutes later, August received a message from Markus. He had collected all of Dr. Yang Ping’s personal phone numbers, work phone numbers, communication addresses, and WeChat information. Markus had also established formal contact with Dr. Yang Ping’s capable assistant.

August was very pleased with Markus’s work. Suddenly, he looked down at this English colleague – Want to trick me? He’s not qualified. Who’s out front and who’s still up in the air.

“Cheers to friendship!”

“Cheers to friendship!”

Both old pals were very happy. The trip to Malaysia was very fruitful.

In the buffet restaurant, to let Yang Ping chat freely with his friends, Xiao Su kept selecting food for him, not quite to the point of spoon-feeding him.

Song Zimo was having a pleasant chat with Markus; Zhou Can and Qi Yanan were sitting together, looking somewhat lonely; Fatty, Zhang Lin and Little Five were chatting with several doctors from Yingge Hospital.

Doctor Lin and Dr. Huang excused themselves to greet other experts, when Boss Cheng stepped in: “The local specialty products are already bought and will be sent by international express. This way it’s easier, and I’ll deliver them to your door.”

“President Zhu, aren’t you looking for a high-end private hospital to collaborate with? Old Cheng’s hospital is being upgraded, preparing to receive JCI accreditation.” Yang Ping thought their collaboration would be excellent.

Director Zhu didn’t expect Old Cheng’s hospital to have developed so rapidly, it was already entering the JCI accreditation process. In G City, there were still no hospitals with JCI accreditation.

Old Cheng modestly said, “We’re in the planning stages, Doctor Yang is our specially appointed Chief Expert. We will have a chance to collaborate in the future.”

Director Zhu immediately agreed, “No matter what, we have to collaborate. When I get some free time, I will visit your hospital.”

“We welcome your guidance,” Old Cheng said with a smile.

“When is everyone planning to return home? I’ll fly back with you. As for the plane tickets, allow me!” Old Cheng was very enthusiastic.

Director Zhu said, “Dr. Yang will leave tomorrow. Our company is currently helping with booking the flight tickets. Give me your passport number, and we’ll book the tickets together.”

“Alright, I’ll go with President Zhu,” Old Cheng said straightforwardly.

Kobayashi Takeshi, standing in one corner, was eagerly asked by Ikuta Takashi, “Is there no chance of recovery?”

Kobayashi Takeshi was just a doctor, completely uninterested in their insurance company’s competition, “Mr. Ikuta, please stay away from me. I despise your mixing of medicine and business. I’m telling you seriously, there is no chance of recovery.”

In Japan, Juntendo University is equivalent to China’s Peking Union Medical College, and Juntendo Hospital is equivalent to China’s Peking Union Medical College Hospital. Its status is self-evident. The medical department of Tokyo University was established with the help of professors from Juntendo.

How could an executive of an insurance company dare to offend a professor at Juntendo Hospital? Ikuta Takashi immediately stood at attention: “I’m sorry for my rudeness just now.”

“As long as you understand that. Dr. Yang Ping’s lateness, is it related to you? Let me remind you, if such a thing happens again, Juntendo will cancel our cooperation with your Fuji Insurance, at least in orthopedics, we will permanently cease to cooperate with you.” Kobayashi Takeshi was somewhat indignant.

“I’m terribly sorry, really sorry, Mr. Kobayashi. We received intel that Dr. Yang Ping had completed a surgery at an academic conference that Mr. Takahashi Fumiya couldn’t manage. We were worried—” Ikuta Takashi explained tremblingly.

Kobayashi Takeshi reacted, “You said, he has interacted with Professor Takahashi? Repeat what you just said.”

Ikuta Takashi was apprehensive, unable to grasp Kobayashi Takeshi’s intentions, and kept apologizing, “I’m sorry, we may have misunderstood again, maybe it was just a rumor.”

Kobayashi Takeshi disliked this insurance person, “I want you to repeat what you just said. What did you just say?”

Ikuta Takashi stammered, “Yang Ping, at an academic conference, demonstrated a surgery. He completed a surgery that Mr. Takahashi couldn’t. This is no secret at the affiliated hospital of Tokyo University, everyone in Orthopedics knows.”

“What surgery?” Ikuta Takashi inhaled deeply.

Seeing that Kobayashi Takeshi didn’t get angry, he cautiously continued, “It is said that it was the removal of a huge damaged vascular tumor. Mr. Takahashi could only ligate ten blood vessels, but Yang Ping successfully ligated over a hundred blood vessels, completely removed the vascular tumor, repaired the damaged organ, and successfully saved the patient.”

The businessman’s shrewdness stretched too far. If Yang Ping was rejected, this patient would never have a chance to stand up again.

Although he was a little upset, he had the courage to face the facts. If one doesn’t even have the courage to face the truth, how could one become a great figure?

In the evening, Yingge Hospital arranged a sumptuous dinner. The head of Yingge Hospital personally attended. Several department directors of the hospital and renowned Chinese doctors from other hospitals were invited to accompany them.

Guo Jingyao’s family extended a warm invitation to the medical team to stay in Malaysia for a few days. However, Yang Ping declined. They had been out for a number of days and could not afford to cause further delay.

There had been no time for sightseeing this time. Perhaps there were lots of patients piling up at home. They heard that Director Han was personally leading a group of young people, working shifts and admitting patients.

Before leaving Malaysia, Yang Ping went to visit Guo Jingyao. The results of this kind of surgery were generally very rapid. The postoperative MRI showed that the edema of the spine had eased. Carefully examining the postoperative inspection, although the recovery of muscle strength was not obvious, there was still progress.

Guo Jingyao was very grateful, “Dr. Yang, you flew from China to perform the surgery, and now you have to rush back. We didn’t have time to entertain you.”

Yang Ping responded that he would come to Malaysia for a vacation when he had time. He couldn’t right now, as there were many patients waiting for him.

Guo Jingyao instructed his family to prepare a check, but Yang Ping refused it.

This trip was not at the invitation of Guo Jingyao himself, but at the request of Anning Insurance. Anning Insurance had agreed to pay a high consultation fee and surgery fee. To accept payment again, regardless of the amount, would be unreasonable. If it were the personal invitation of Guo Jingyao or his family, that would be another matter.