The Bao family was finally quiet for a while. Bao Yulou came back from outside and was in a trance.
He sat on the sofa in the living room, holding the cup and putting it to his mouth. His whole body seemed to be stiff for several minutes.
Mrs. Bao was anxious and waved her hand in front of her husband: "Old Bao, Old Bao——"
Bao Yulou did not respond, and Mrs. Bao shouted: "Junhao, your dad is dying, hurry up!"
Bao Junhao limped downstairs and saw his father like this. He must have had a stroke: "Dad! Stroke! I'll call 911. Please contact Manager Qian quickly."
Bao Junhao took out his mobile phone to make a call, and Bao Yulou came to his senses at this moment: "It's okay, it's okay."
"I was shocked. We thought you had a stroke." Mrs. Bao was frightened and kept patting her chest.
Bao Junhao was also in shock: "Dad, can you stop being so scary? I haven't married a wife yet and have a son, so you're going to raise your eyebrows ---"
"How are you talking!" Mrs. Bao glared at Bao Junhao and patted Bao Yulou on the back.
Bao Yulou didn't care: "Don't worry, it won't be cured for the time being."
"Lao He's child is gone!" Bao Yulou took a sip of tea, his eyes dull.
"Isn't his son about the same age as Junhao?" Mrs. Bao thought there was a mistake.
Bao Junhao also felt that his father had made a mistake: "Two months ago, we had dinner together."
"As for what happened last month, I just went to see Mr. and Mrs. He and I found out that in a car accident, the car ran over my lower abdomen and crushed my pelvis. I sent him to the nearest trauma emergency center, which is a secondary center. I heard that he was not lucky.
Well, the doctor who is best at this kind of emergency surgery went abroad for vacation, so he couldn't save her on the operating table."
"This guy - he's gone forever." Mrs. Bao babbled, feeling quite uncomfortable.
Bao Junhao looked pale at the side. He was alive two months ago, but why is he gone?
"The accident or tomorrow, I really don't know which one will come first." Bao Yulou said.
"Sometimes if you are lucky and meet a good doctor, the hope of saving your life is high. If you meet a bad doctor, the hope is much smaller. It is a thin line between life and death." Bao Yulou took another sip of tea.
Mrs. Bao seemed to feel something, and she felt a little scared.
After a long while, he said: "Old Bao, how about you take us to Dr. Yang to apologize?"
It's not that they suddenly became civilized and polite, accident or tomorrow, I don't know which one comes first, Mrs. Bao was frightened by these words, and suddenly she felt an inexplicable sense of dependence on the doctor.
"Dr. Yang will return to China on Saturday. Time is very tight. I want to give you some gift. The gift should not be too light or too heavy, and it should also show sincerity." Bao Yulou squinted his eyes. p>
"How about a free house? One with a sky garden. Anyway, your house hasn't been sold out yet." Mr. Bao blurted out.
Bao Yulou waved his hand: "No, they will refuse."
Bao Yulou closed his eyes and rested for a while and said: "It is no longer realistic to have surgery in these days. I can only go back to China for surgery. I contacted Sanbo Hospital and helped their hospital establish a relief fund specifically for the medical expenses of some poor patients."
Rescue; then, for the conflict between you and Dr. Yang at that time, we will write a written apology letter and formally submit it to Sanbo Hospital; finally, through the help of the hospital, I will take you to apologize to Dr. Yang in person."
"Junhao, maintaining a good relationship with Dr. Yang is not a one-time deal. As a football player, you will inevitably have bumps and bruises. Having such a good doctor is a guarantee. We two old people will inevitably need help in the future.
At really critical moments, a good doctor can save your life."
"Does it have to be like this?" Mrs. Bao didn't expect it to be so troublesome.
"This is the only way!" Bao Yulou can't think of a better way.
Mrs. Bao gave in and said, "It's up to you, let's find a time to return to China?"
"I don't want to stay here either, go back!" Bao Junhao held it in for too long.
Bao Yulou raised his head and said: "Don't think of the United States as a paradise. We are rich people and have no worries here. People without money can hardly move here. If nothing else, in China, even Concordia
Ordinary people can also register and afford medical treatment. In the United States, how many people can afford the 20,000 US dollars in appointment fees at such a top hospital? If you don’t have high-end private insurance, do you want to come here to see a doctor? The hospitalization fee is basically the same.
Medical insurance reimburses at most one-third, and the rest is supplemented by commercial insurance. Who can afford high-end private insurance? So in the United States, top hospitals are not open to ordinary people."
"I think it's hard for me to move here. I'm incompatible with the life here." Bao Junhao was full of resentment.
"I told you to learn English well, from elementary school to college, if you still use the same vocabulary, it will definitely be difficult for you. Many of my friends and children have entered prestigious schools." Bao Yulou hates his son.
"Everyone has their own strengths. Junhao's specialty is playing football. Junhao is no worse than them now." Mrs. Bao was unhappy again.
"Okay, as long as you are happy." What else can Bao Yulou do?
"Junhao, listen to your dad and come back in a few days." Mrs. Bao felt a little cold all of a sudden for some reason.
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The conference room in the administrative area of the Hospital for Special Surgery in New York was packed to the rafters.
All the doctors in the hospital, as long as they were available, came, and many orthopedic surgeons from other hospitals in New York also came.
New York Hospital for Special Surgery invites professors to guide surgeries. This alone is attractive enough.
The United States has always been a country that likes to argue, and there is no concept of advocating authority. This kind of academic conference will definitely not lack sharp questions.
However, all these questioners were refuted by Yang Ping. Several professors, whom Robert called the "Stones of Pride and Prejudice", were also in the conference room, sweating and whispering to each other.
In the history of the Hospital for Special Surgery in New York, it is unprecedented for Chinese people to be invited to perform surgery, and it is also a teaching surgery.
Being number one for a long time will inevitably lead to arrogance among some people. These conservative stones are very unhappy and always want to refute Yang Ping, but now they have been completely refuted by Yang Ping.
This Chinese man looks as gentle as jade, but he shows no mercy when debating with them. Now no one dares to ask questions.
"Now you know why I didn't say anything. A few months ago, Jung, you would have been considered a stone." Robert sat in the first row with Professor Jung.
Jung did not deny Robert's statement: "At least I am not now."
"So you are not the hardest one. You see, those few are the hardest, but they have been completely smashed by Dr. Yang." Robert smiled, he was very satisfied with the effect of this academic lecture.
After being number one for so long, everyone has become inert. The passionate era of his predecessors seems to be gone forever. He thinks back to the time when his grandfather and father studied artificial knee joint prostheses with John N. Insall.
How exciting.
It is difficult for such epoch-making innovations to appear now. The dean told Robert to invite Dr. Yang to give lectures, which aroused everyone's sense of crisis. Robert also agreed with the dean's words.
"Are there any questions? If so, keep asking. If not, Dr. Yang needs to take a rest."
Robert walked to the podium and asked everyone.
No one answered, and no one could ask any more questions.
Robert ended the academic lecture with satisfaction and sent Yang Ping to the hotel to rest. In the evening, he arranged a sumptuous dinner.
He will invite all the Chinese doctors who are studying in New York, and most of the doctors from the New York Hospital for Special Surgery will participate. Professor Jung's seat is next to Yang Ping.
This was the result of four years of friendship as classmates at Harvard Medical School. Jung wanted to invite Yang Ping to his department for ward rounds, so he carefully selected a few difficult cases, hoping to resonate with Yang Ping.
Due to a temporary emergency, Johannessen could not come to New York to meet with Yang Ping, so he called to apologize.
We are all doctors, so we can understand that an unplanned surgery can shatter any good and well-thought-out personal plan.
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Johannesson finally waited until three o'clock in the afternoon.
The Johnson Space Center medical team convened almost all specially invited experts to discuss Steven's slowing heart rate.
In twenty days, Steven will return to Earth, and he will return to the ground aboard SpaceX's Dragon spacecraft.
"Finally, I no longer have to buy the high-priced tickets from the Russians. A seat of US$81 million is too expensive."
Steven received the news that the Dragon spacecraft coming to take them back would be SpaceX's Dragon spacecraft. He joked to himself.
In order to return successfully, he doubled his daily exercise. He must maintain the strength of his bones and muscles to adapt to future life on the ground.
