After dinner, Gao Qiao took Yang Ping to the hotel.
Hotels near Tokyo University Hospital - Morin Hongo.
Along the way from Edogawa District to Bunkyo District, Takahashi kept explaining to Yang Ping the scenery and stories of every place in Tokyo.
Even the darkness of night cannot hide the prosperity of Tokyo. Even late at night, it is still very lively.
Many izakayas, bars, karaoke, cinemas, retail stores, etc. are open until midnight, and many stores are open 24 hours a day.
The neon signs on the streets are bright and colorful, some are in English, Japanese, and many are mixed with Chinese characters.
"The real exciting life in Tokyo is at night. During the day, you are busy and depressed at work, and you can find your true self at night. After get off work, Japanese people do not rush home, but go to taverns to drink. Everyone believes that wine is the best lubrication in life. This dose can relieve you of the fatigue and pain of the day."
Takahashi said conclusively through the car window.
This reminded Yang Ping of a cartoon he had watched before - Hayao Miyazaki's "Spirited Away", and there was a scene in it that he still remembered vividly.
As night falls, the lights begin to turn on, the quiet streets begin to become lively, various pubs and restaurants begin to come and go, and souls come to the soup houses on luxury cruise ships to consume.
The car arrives at Forest Hongo Hotel.
This is also the hotel where other participating professors stayed. It is not luxurious, but it is very close to the University of Tokyo Hospital, only a few hundred meters away.
Exit the hotel gate, turn left for more than 100 meters, and you will reach the gate of the University of Tokyo. The University of Tokyo is only one street away from the Tokyo University Hospital.
Even late at night, everyone is waiting at the hotel door early.
When the car stopped, Boss Cheng jumped out of the car first, opened the door, and stood aside.
This caught Takahashi a little off guard. He should have done this job originally.
In the crowd, Yang Ping saw Xiao Su. She ran up quickly and then controlled her steps.
The moment the two people made eye contact, they understood each other.
Sincere things are so simple and do not need to be publicized in public.
Song Zimo came up to him: "No one is willing to rest, we must wait for you."
"Dr. Yang, welcome to Tokyo!"
Fujiwara Miyuki's face turned red as she greeted Yang Ping.
Wait until everyone has finished saying hello to Yang Ping.
Ning Qi was the last one to come up and stretched out her hand gracefully: "Thank you for your hard work!"
"You're welcome!"
Yang Ping shook hands with her gently.
For the sake of her younger brother, Ning Qi put down her official duties and came to Japan in person. She had been busy for many days.
It can be said that she has gone through many hardships. She lost her mother in her early years, her brother left home for ten years, and her father left with regret. Now her only relative, her brother, returned to her, but something like this happened.
This thirty-year-old woman tried her best to look calm at this time, hiding the anxiety and haggard behind it.
"Don't worry, find a place and let me take a look at Ning Jue's medical records." Yang Ping comforted her.
"Thank you!"
Yang Ping asked to see the medical records as soon as he got off the bus, regardless of the long journey. Ning Qi was very moved.
At this time, Yang Ping was like a solid mountain, becoming the only support for her confidence.
"It's too late, do you want to rest first?" Boss Cheng suggested.
"Yeah, don't worry, we'll see tomorrow." Ning Qi couldn't bear it.
But Yang Ping insisted on reading the medical records tonight. He only had three days to stay in Japan, and he had to use every minute to ensure the success of the operation.
"I have prepared a suite specifically for your meetings." Gao Qiao immediately told Yang Ping.
Song Zimo arrived in Tokyo two days in advance and is already very familiar with the place. Naturally, he is also familiar with the suite prepared by Takahashi.
Late at night in winter, everyone was in high spirits and gathered in the suite of Senlin Hongo.
Song Zimo opened his laptop and connected it to the dedicated electronic screen for reading.
He copied Ning Jue's medical records and treatment completely on his computer, and also arranged for the doctor in charge to complete the preoperative examination.
Although these doctors have strong feelings of resistance, Dongda Hospital's strict medical system ensures that every medical order is implemented to the letter.
These doctors were psychologically resistant and did not go out of their way in their actions.
I have to admit that the management of Dongda Hospital is very organized, with special details in place, and the quality of the doctors is also very high.
Each imaging examination report is written in a very standardized and detailed manner. Ning Jue’s head contrast-enhanced CT report has more than ten pages and is described in great detail.
The medical records are accompanied by more than a dozen anatomical drawings hand-drawn by doctors as a supplement to the written medical records.
Yang Ping has actually studied this information many times, and now he will go through it again to reassure Ning Qi, so he takes the opportunity to communicate with everyone again in advance.
"How is it?" Song Zimo asked softly.
Yang Ping withdrew his gaze from the screen and accepted the tea from Boss Cheng: "The tumor has not metastasized yet. It was discovered very early and can be completely removed. The surgery must be very precise and bring out the drawing I sent you."
Song Zimo immediately called up Yang Ping's hand-drawn drawing. Yang Ping pointed at the drawing and said: "This larger tumor is very similar to Professor Feng. During the resection process, there will inevitably be several cardiac arrests. You see, it interferes with this."
Arrest will occur in all three places, but don’t worry too much. As long as the rescue is timely, this arrest can be reversed. However, these two small tumors are very difficult to locate. It is very dangerous to reach the tumor accurately along the curved approach.
, All personnel during the operation must be our own, first assistant Song Zimo, second assistant Xu Zhiliang, instrument nurse Su Yixuan, hand washing nurse Zhou Can, anesthesiologist Liang Jing, and Zhang Lin Xiaowu are responsible for maintaining discipline in the operating room."
"We have a temporary surgical license, and the Japanese side must have a director-level professor to come on stage." Song Zimo told Yang Ping.
Yang Ping nodded: "Yes, but the Japanese professor must not take action and can only stand symbolically."
"Understood!" Song Zimo wrote it down.
"After the preoperative discussion is over tomorrow morning, if there are no problems and the operation time is determined, Song Zimo will still be responsible for the medical technical communication with Dongda Hospital, Gao Qiao and Xu Zhiliang will assist you, and Zhang Lin will be responsible for administrative communication, that is, the administration of Sanbo Medical Group
Officer, Xiao Wu will assist you."
"Me? Administration?"
Zhang Lin pointed at himself. He only knew a few words in Japanese, how could he possibly communicate?
Everyone couldn't understand this arrangement for a while. Logically speaking, the arrangement is most suitable for Tang Fei. Tang Fei understands Japanese and there will be no communication barriers.
"As long as you speak Chinese, Gao Qiao, can I borrow your Chinese teacher to translate for Zhang Lin?" Yang Ping had a very good impression of this Chinese teacher.
"No problem, Teacher Tang, please excuse me."
Takahashi turned to Tang Shun, who was always following him.
"Easy to say, easy to say!---" Tang Shun was very happy.
"I will calculate the cost separately for you, and it will still be calculated by the hour."
"Okay, what kind of money are we talking about? How about we start calculating now?"
Soon, Gao Qiao and Tang Shun finalized the business changes.
"Old Xu, what about me? No, I know how much I weigh. In terms of business - that - and so on, I'm a bit weak -" It was Zhang Lin's turn to stammer and ask Xu Zhiliang for help.<
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Xu Zhiliang cheered him up: "What are you afraid of? Dr. Yang said that you are responsible for administrative communication, administration? Do you understand? Just talk with skill. Your mouth is enough to cope with it. Many deans don't necessarily have any professional skills.
It’s a request, right? People don’t take it well.”
Is this encouraging me or mocking me?
Zhang Lin muttered, but after hearing what Xu Zhiliang said, he immediately felt confident that administrative communication was understood. He immediately cheered up and straightened his back.
"Haven't you always liked to show off since you were a child? This time I want you to pretend to be an international celebrity!"
Xu Zhiliang patted him on the back and whispered in Zhang Lin's ear.
"Zhang Lin? Is it okay?" Yang Ping saw that Zhang Lin did not formally agree.
Zhang Lin immediately raised his hand: "Make sure to complete the task!"
"That's good!"
Yang Ping continued to explain Ning Jue’s condition.
"I have told you repeatedly before this operation, and I will tell you again now. The most dangerous step is for these two small tumors to follow this exposed route, wander from the gap between the nerve nuclei, and finally reach the tumor. In some places
The operating space is very narrow. Once the operation is missed, the patient's heart will stop beating. This kind of stopping cannot be reversed, and there must be no mistakes in the whole process."
Everyone present felt nervous. The operation hadn't even started yet, but they were already feeling anxious.
Ning Qi was also very nervous, but she believed in Yang Ping. This kind of trust seemed to require no reason and was a natural trust.
"Do you have any questions? It's getting late. Let's take a rest."
Everyone began to go back to their rooms to rest.
"Dr. Yang---"
Ning Qi wanted to say something, but she just yelled softly.
The calmness on his face can fool others, but he cannot fool Yang Ping.
"Don't worry, it's okay, I'm here!"
"He can definitely go back with you!"
Yang Ping speaks softly, but is very confident and firm.
"Hmm---"
Ning Qi nodded, her eyes couldn't help but moisten.
The reason why brainstem surgery is difficult and risky is that this is where the life center is located. They control a person's heartbeat and breathing. If the life center is disturbed, the patient will die.
With the advancement of neurosurgery, everyone's research on the knowledge of brainstem anatomy continues to deepen. Doctors have found some safe gaps. Surgery in these safe gaps will not endanger life.
However, these safety gaps are currently only superficial anatomy and are far from mature and precise.
So even with these safety gaps, the success rate of brainstem surgery has hovered around 20%.
For cases like Ning Jue, the success rate in the world is currently zero, and there is no successful precedent.
The same goes for Fujiwara Tanio, the success rate of the operation is zero, and these top Japanese doctors are unable to do anything about it.
"Teacher Zhang, this is Teacher Tang, let him follow you." Gao Qiao recommended Tang Shun to Zhang Lin.
"Well, Secretary Tang, can I call you Secretary Tang?" Zhang Lin found the feeling.
Tang Shun immediately shook hands with Zhang Lin: "Of course, from now on, I will be your translator. There is nothing wrong with calling me secretary. Don't worry, my Japanese level is absolutely reliable. Whether it is from Kansai or Kanto, they
Even if you speak in tongues, I can translate it for you."
Zhang Lin and Tang Shun exchanged phone calls and WeChat messages to facilitate contact. They told Tang Shun not to leave even half a step tomorrow morning, and then they went back to the room to rest with Xiao Wu.
"Fifth brother! Tell me, there are so many talented people, how come Dr. Yang picked me to be the administrator of this medical group?" Zhang Lin still doesn't understand.
Xiao Wu smiled and said: "The person in charge of administrative communication, as you said, is an official. Among us, you are the most like an official. This position belongs to you. Look at Song Zimo, he has a heavy responsibility and cannot be distracted.
I don’t have this kind of temperament in me either; Xu Zhiliang, forget it, three words can make the Dongda Hospital reduce its staff; Tang Fei, originally in good condition, but lacks an official air; only you, Teacher Zhang! The temperament exuding all over your body
"You are born to be an official. This thing is about aura. Only you, Teacher Zhang, have this aura. Dr. Yang's decision must be carefully considered and not random."
"Brother, is it true? Why don't I notice that I still have this kind of temperament?" Zhang Lin was doubtful and touched his chin.
