godfather of surgery

Chapter 143 The Story Behind

Seeing that the blood oxygen saturation rose until it reached 100%, everyone was relieved, and their lives were temporarily saved.

With the blood oxygen below 80 just now, it really can't last a day.

From the discovery of respiratory failure to the use of the magic lung, and then to the delivery of the pipeline, it took very little time and the rescue was timely.

Therefore, after part of the sedative was metabolized, Mr. Ning slowly woke up.

"Dad, it's all right, it's stable now!" Miss Ning stroked her father's forehead.

Mr. Ning nodded vigorously: "Thank you doctors, thank you Dr. Yang."

Miss Ning said softly: "Thank you, you can rest assured."

Mr. Ning looked at the machine next to the bed. It was a magic lung and an artificial liver. There were various tubes connected to his body. The blood was drawn out, flowed through the machine, and then returned to the body. He smiled wryly.

Doctors and nurses sat at the workbench not far away, looking at various monitoring data on the screen.

The emergency ward of Huaqiao Building is guarded by doctors and nurses 24 hours a day.

Both the magic lung and the artificial liver also need to be guarded by people, especially the magic lung, which requires a medical team to stick to it day and night. If there is any problem, it must be solved immediately, otherwise it will endanger life.

"How's your brother's business?" This is what Mr. Ning is most concerned about.

Miss Ning's expression was a bit unnatural: "It's been confirmed, yes, it's my younger brother."

"Then I need Uncle Farmer to bring him back quickly!" Mr. Ning knew that he would not last long.

"Uncle Nong is booking a plane ticket, and he will be back in two days." Miss Ning said with a smile.

Mr. Ning tried to sit up, but Ms. Ning quickly stopped her: "Lie down, and I'll help you raise the bed."

Miss Ning raised the bed a little bit, which was allowed by the doctor, and it can reduce the load on the heart.

Now the magic lung uses a vein-to-vein model, which only undertakes part of the lung's function. His heart is still good, so he didn't use the magic lung to replace it.

"Is the sanitation of the bar done?" Mr. Ning asked worriedly.

Miss Ning nodded: "It was done many days ago, but you forgot again."

Mr. Ning gasped a bit: "Qiqi, think about it, is this the bar in his mind?"

"That's it. I remember his words clearly." Miss Ning chatted with her father.

Mr. Ning had a wry smile on his face, and then he said with relief: "You said that was what you said in middle school. Does he still like this style now? Bring the photo here."

Ms. Ning took out the photo album from the bar, Mr. Ning flipped through it, pointed to a photo and said, "Look, here is the red one, would he like it?"

"That's what he said at the time, he likes to use red and simple bricks here." Miss Ning said with certainty.

"Whether the money of the child who was beaten has been remitted this month?"

"It's been remitted. The bank remits it on time every month."

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"Director, I need you to rush over from home on weekends." Yang Ping felt embarrassed.

Director Han said: "It's okay, I'm worried, come and have a look."

In fact, Director Han is not worried about Yang Ping's medical technology. What he is worried about is some risks other than medical technology. He is afraid that he will step into a pit because he is young and energetic.

Seeing how calm he was when he explained his illness to his family members during the operation, Director Han was relieved a lot. This kid is not only top-notch in technique, but also a steady person.

"Aren't you going back in a hurry? Let's go back to Corey for a while?" Director Han suggested.

"Okay!" Yang Ping is fine, and it's fine to drink tea with Director Han.

In Yang Ping's heart, Director Han is a mentor and a bole. Yang Ping is a person with a heart of gratitude. Not to mention that his wings are still tender, one day his wings will harden. He is still respectful and loyal to Director Han.

The two chatted about Mr. Ning's condition on the way. With the support of the magic lung, as long as there is no major infection, thrombus or embolism of vital organs caused by tumor emboli, they can still last for a while.

Sometimes money can last your life. I have to admit that if an ordinary working class, let alone use this life-saving magic weapon, a targeted drug for liver cancer can ruin the fortune.

Director Han has rich social experience, and the depth and breadth of seeing problems is not comparable to that of young people.

Just like when the Overseas Chinese Building called Yang Ping to do tube placement, Yang Ping may only see the condition, but Director Han can consider all aspects.

Although the doctors are very simple and cooperate well with each other, some human weaknesses cannot be ruled out.

Doctors are human beings, and human beings have common weaknesses, such as selfishness, jealousy, and so on.

Mr. Ning is no small matter. The family business involves banking, securities, insurance, etc. You must know that those who can win these three licenses are the top players among the rich.

Once something happens, if someone is to blame, it will be complicated.For a person like him, even if the family members don't cause trouble, it is not ruled out that collateral, relatives and others make trouble.

Harmfulness is not allowed, and defensiveness is indispensable.

The two first went to Director Han's office to sit, and Director Han changed the purple sand teapot for water and added tea.

"Just started the course, are you still used to it?" Director Han asked.

Yang Ping also helped with the work: "I'm used to it."

"Don't worry about the income. Do the surgery well, but you also need to make money. Everyone has to eat to support their families. This is a very real problem. Without reality, there is no way to talk about ideals. Now you are in charge of comprehensive orthopedic surgery, and you perform the surgery yourself. , The consumables are all yours, it is the time when you are short of money, in the future, when you buy a house, get married and have a baby, whoever does not need money, if you have any difficulties in work and life, you can tell me at any time, you can call and send WeChat face to face."

"Thank you, Director, all the consumables are mine, so what can I do?" Yang Ping disagreed.

Without Director Han, I would not be where I am today. Orthopedic consumables are divided according to rules and proportions.

"That's it. You obey the arrangement. Follow me, improve your technology, and improve your economy. You work hard every day, but you end up drinking northwest wind. How can this work? You don't have to worry about consumables, you may not I know, Dean Xia of our hospital has the means, this piece is white, just take it without worry, I will tell you slowly later." Director Han is very firm about his arrangement.

Since Director Han arranged it, he has his own reasons, and Yang Ping no longer has any objections: "Thank you, Director!"

The tea was also slowly boiling. Director Han took out a purple sand cup from the disinfection cabinet: "I will drink tea in my office in the future. This is for you, and I marked it."

There is really a flat character on this cup, Director Han has a heart.

"To do big things, you must have a sense of teamwork. Song Zimo is also very talented. Although he is not as good as you, he is still a rare talent. You must take him well, and he will become your right-hand assistant in the future."

"Well, I understand, Director, I will lead the team well."

The two chatted until they had lunch, and went to a nearby beef restaurant called Niu Mowang for dinner.

After eating, Yang Ping went back to the department to sit and Zhang Lin was on duty. He just finished eating, and the pediatrician packed up the lunch box and went home.

"Is this love meal good?" Yang Ping sat down in the dining room and joked with him.

"Don't blame me, your little Su's cooking skills, you will have no problem eating a full banquet in the future." Zhang Lin said so, very happy in his heart.

"The house is settled?" Yang Ping said.

Zhang Lin was a little embarrassed: "Not yet, the down payment is about to be paid, and the down payment has not been paid yet."

"How big is the house?"

"Eighty Square"

"How much is the down payment"

"It's more than 90 yuan. Both of our families are working-class, and our parents can only add up to 60 yuan. We have only started working soon, and we can only save about [-] yuan in savings. The down payment alone still has [-] yuan. How many gaps." Zhang Lin frowned.

Yang Ping looked around, but there was no one else: "I have tens of thousands in my hand, if you need it, you can tell me anytime."

Zhang Lin clapped his hands: "Thank you, let's not say anything else, thank you brother in advance for this sentence, I will see if I can raise it first, and then I will talk about it if I can't."

"I'll keep it for you, you need to tell me at any time." Yang Ping didn't have enough tens of thousands to buy a house anyway, so he might as well let Zhang Lin do the work.

Xiao Wu, that guy, probably doesn’t need money to buy a house. Don’t look at his foolishness. It is said that Xiao Qing’s family is in the CBD of G City. They are all people who have properties. They are still engaged, and Audi has given them transportation. It is said that To send a Porsche Cayenne for transportation, it is too high-profile to drive.

Xiaoqing doesn't want to marry him, but Xiaoqing's parents are also very satisfied with Xiaowu. He is a graduate student, a doctor, and he is also handsome and has a sweet mouth.

"Why did you come back with Director Han on the weekend? I heard that Mr. Ning from the Overseas Chinese Building is dead?" Zhang Lin is a know-it-all.

"Yeah, sudden respiratory failure, using the magic lung." Yang Ping said.

Zhang Lin knew everything: "This old man is just waiting for his son. I don't know if he can wait until then?"

"How do you know? This is a family matter?" Yang Ping was surprised.

"A person of his status still has family affairs? His son was beaten and paralyzed ten years ago, and he was imprisoned for five years. It is said that his son blamed him for not saving him. What happened, Nizi!" Zhang Lin understood it in detail.

"Where did you get this information?" Yang Ping felt that this kid knew everything.

"Don't ask, talent, just like your surgery." Zhang Lin smug.

This kid, where did you find out the stories behind these.

Zhang Lin smiled: "The matter about his son was published in the newspapers back then."

(End of this chapter)