It is foreseeable that Toshitaka Osaki will have insomnia tonight and will keep thinking about this operation until dawn.
Cut off the connection between all the organs in the patient's chest and the human body, then take them out, lay them on the sterile table, start turning over the pile of organs eroded by the tumors, remove the tumors, and then remove this large pile of organs.
The guy was transplanted back into the human body.
Such a crazy idea, even if Yang Ping now tells it such a plan, Osaki Shunlong still finds it difficult to accept it.
For this case, Yang Ping could only give him a suggestion and a guiding plan. With this plan, they should be able to deal with it on their own.
Juntendo Hospital is not an ordinary hospital. In Japan, Juntendo Hospital’s status is higher than that of Tokyo University Hospital, just like Union Medical College’s status in China is supreme.
In order to remove the tumor, some top cardiac surgeons will also take out the heart, but no one has ever done it before taking out all the heart, lungs and great blood vessels and then re-implanting them.
If this surgery was performed in other, inferior hospitals, it would be impossible and unthinkable.
Heart transplantation is already the top major surgery, combined heart-lung transplantation, the crown of transplant surgery. More importantly, it also requires external tumor removal, repair of the left ventricle and left atrium, repair of the aorta and vena cava, and there may be more structures that need to be repaired. With Professor Amano at Juntian, cardiac surgery is world-class.
Yang Ping believes they will perform this operation.
If time were not tight, Yang Ping would be willing to spend some time on this case and even participate in the operation.
But time is too tight, Yang Ping must return to China tomorrow morning.
The family admitted several seriously ill patients, and Director Han was extremely busy. Zhang Zongshun also followed Director Han on stage to perform surgery.
If we don't go back, these two old men will cause trouble and kill people.
Director Han is in his fifties and can still fight. Professor Zhang is eighty years old. Yang Ping is really worried that something will go wrong if he is overtired.
Takahashi felt very guilty. Yang Ping came to Japan for three days, either for surgery or for meetings and case discussions. He stayed in the hotel and hospital between two o'clock and on the line. He didn't have any free time to go out and play. Only Xiao Su, Tang Fei, and Zhou Can followed him.
Miyuki went shopping in Tokyo.
"Dr. Yang, I have been in Japan for many days and have not gone out to play. I'm sorry!" Takahashi felt very sorry for not fulfilling his duty as a landlord.
Even eating is very casual. Except for Jihu Junaden, other restaurants are either fast food or casual meals in hotels.
In fact, Yang Ping is not very interested in these. His biggest interest is in treating diseases and saving people.
He originally had a strong interest in medicine, but since he established the system, Yang Ping feels that he has become a medical idiot or a medical madman.
"This is the best. I can perform surgeries, discuss difficult cases, and have academic exchanges with everyone. I don't like the excitement, so I have no interest in traveling to Tokyo." This is Yang Ping's truth.
Shopping and entertainment in Tokyo would be a waste of time if I didn’t accompany Xiaosu.
Fujiwara Masao specially came to the Forest Hongo Hotel to thank Yang Ping and his team. He likes this young man very much.
As a heavyweight in the Japanese medical community, he has never seen such a talented doctor.
In the end, Fujiwara Masao himself concluded that only a big country like China with a strong foundation can produce such an unparalleled genius.
Xiao Su was very happy and took Yang Ping to help with the luggage. She bought a lot of things, including her own, Yang Ping's, parents', brother's, Yang Ping's parents, all prepared gifts, and also gave gifts to Yang Ping.
Director Han and Professor Zhang all bought accurate and complete gifts, and they were all bought according to personal preferences. There were a lot of them.
"This is the horse oil from Pharmacist Hall. Your mother said last time that in winter, hands become very dry and sometimes cracked. Horse oil can protect the skin and prevent dryness and cracks." Xiao Su stacked many boxes of horse oil.
Together.
"Is this for my mother?" Yang Ping didn't expect her to be so careful.
Xiao Su smiled and said: "Yes, I have always remembered it. I originally wanted to ask someone to buy it, but when I had the opportunity to come over this time, I just happened to take some back with me."
"These two bottles of sake are for your dad," Xiao Su picked up the sake and looked at the brand, looking very satisfied.
This guy went shopping and bought so many things in just a short time, taking care of all aspects. It's really not easy.
Yang Ping didn't consider these trivial matters of life at all. Looking at this pile of things, his head felt a little numb.
"I---I haven't even thought about these things?" Yang Ping's face turned red.
Xiao Su carefully packed the two bottles of wine into boxes with cushions. A brief description was written on the outside of the box: The contents are sake, handle with care.
"Leave these things to me from now on!"
Xiao Su told Yang Ping while counting things.
Then he told Yang Ping who he bought these for and who he bought them for. Director Han’s Jade Dew Tea and Mr. Zhang’s reading glasses. As long as Yang Ping could think of them, he didn’t take off any of them.
Takahashi also directed the assistants he brought to organize things, and there was a special plane back to China. Takahashi was also much bolder in purchasing. He almost stepped on the quantity control of the customs and arranged for special personnel to purchase many Japanese specialties, including Zhang Lin Xiaowu's diapers.
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Xiao Wu, Fatty, and Zhang Lin were crowded together, and they seemed to be packing their luggage.
"Meixue seems to have something to do with you." Song Zimo whispered in Yang Ping's ear.
Miyuki? Is this little girl still obsessed with you?
"Some things cannot be avoided and need to be explained clearly. Go ahead and say a few words to her. She can't eat you as long as I'm here." Xiao Su gave a playful look.
Well, it’s nothing in the first place, but it’s not good to be coy.
Yang Ping went out openly, and Miyuki was at the end of the hotel corridor, next to the window.
"Miyuki---" Yang Ping greeted.
Miyuki was very happy to see Yang Ping. She seemed to have a lot to say, but in the end she only said one sentence: "Will you come to Japan again in the future?"
"I don't know, I should be here for the meeting." Yang Ping said in a gentle tone.
Miyuki said "hmm", and she wanted to open the bag in her hand several times to take out something, but gave up.
"It's okay. When you and Xiao Su get married, you must inform me. I will definitely go to China." Miyuki pretended to smile sweetly.
"Definitely!"
Yang Ping made an OK gesture.
"Well---it's very cold in Tokyo!"
Miyuki held the bag in both hands, a little incoherent.
"Okay, thank you. Professor Fujiwara has just been here, right? I just saw my uncle and his vital signs are stable. I'm leaving. I can't see you off tomorrow morning." After Miyuki said that, she turned around, took the bag in her hand, and walked towards the elevator entrance.
Go.
Yang Ping couldn't help but feel a little sad. She is a good girl with a high degree of education, a beautiful face, a perfect figure, and a persistent pursuit of love.
However, love is exclusive and pure.
There is nothing he can do about it, he only has Xiao Su in his heart.
Looking at Miyuki's back, Yang Ping sighed lightly.
When we returned to the room, everyone was still packing their luggage.
"Cigarette, don't flatten it, don't flatten it." The fat man's voice was loud.
Then there was Zhang Lin: "Fat man, you used my son and daughter's diapers to protect your cigarette?"
"Oh, it's cushioning, and it doesn't affect the use of diapers. Why are you in such a hurry?" The fat man caught the few cigarettes thrown by Zhang Lin distressedly, checked whether there were any dents pinched by Zhang Lin, and cursed.
The staff sent by Ning Qi labeled the items they packed, and then sent a special car to load them on the plane in advance.
After finishing his work, Xiao Su took time out and asked, "Shall we go for a walk?"
"Now?" Yang Ping felt it was quite late.
"Downstairs of the hotel, on the road in front of the University of Tokyo."
"As you command!"
Yang Ping and Xiao Su came to the road in front of Tokyo University. There were trees on the side of the road.
Under the street lights, some couples from the University of Tokyo were walking hand in hand on the path.
Yang Ping also held Xiao Su's hand and walked while chatting. Around the corner, the street lights were dim.
Looking at the couple hugging each other under the big tree in the darkness.
Yang Ping couldn't help but grabbed Xiao Su and held her tightly in his arms.
Looking at the beautiful and gentle Xiao Su, the fragrance of her hair fills my heart.
Yang Ping couldn't control his heartbeat, it was beating against his chest like a fierce horse. Xiao Su raised her head and looked at Yang Ping with eyes like autumn water.
"You have worked hard recently and haven't had a good rest!"
"It's okay, hold me tight, I won't be tired anymore."
Yang Ping smelled Xiaosu's hair.
"Really?"
"Really!"
"What theory?"
"A derived theory of the stimulus-response principle."
"Evidence-based?"
"Not yet. No, I'm planning to write a paper on this topic and need to collect information."
"What information is collected?"
“Let’s study the anti-fatigue effect of kissing first.”
The next day, at around five o'clock in the morning, before going to the airport, Yang Ping went to Dongda Hospital for ward rounds and visited Ning Jue and Fujiwara Tanio. Their vital signs were very stable. As expected, they should recover well after the operation.<
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After watching Ning Ju and Fujiwara Tanio, Yang Ping and the Chinese doctors started to board the bus and headed to the airport under the farewell of Fujiwara Masao, Miyuki, Takahashi and other Japanese doctors.
Among the people bidding farewell, there was Toshitaka Osaki.
Osaki Junlong still has many questions to ask Yang Ping. I didn’t expect Yang Ping to leave Japan so soon.
"Dr. Yang, let me ask one last question!"
Toshitaka Osaki seized the opportunity.
Takahashi hated this man very much. He was like a dog-skin plaster. It was early in the morning, and everyone came to see him off warmly. He only asked questions when he opened his mouth.
Looking at Osaki Junlong with panda eyes, Yang Ping knew that he hadn't slept all night.
"Ask?"
"The plan you proposed yesterday? Do you have any experience in this kind of surgery?" Osaki Toshitaka really didn't have the guts to implement such a wild plan.
Yang Ping thought for a while: "No, but it should be no problem. If it is convenient, bring the patient to China and we will study it together. If you have any questions, please contact Takahashi."
Yang Ping boarded the bus.
Osaki Juntaka stood in the cold wind.
Empty the entire chest, not cut out an organ.
No one in the world has ever done such a crazy thing.
