Yin Wan left several bodyguards outside and walked into Sanbo Hospital with his assistant Pavel.
In Yin Wan's mind, Sanbo Hospital is not an ordinary hospital. This hospital has the world's top surgeons. Therefore, to him, Sanbo Hospital has a sense of mystery.
Yin Wan's team has repeatedly confirmed that Professor Yang will perform surgery at the General Surgery Department of Sanbo Hospital today, and Yin Wan decided to try his luck.
Even if he doesn't meet his boss today, Yin Wan is not in a hurry. He can wait and has plenty of time to wait.
For the plastic surgery he took over, regarding bone plastic surgery, apart from Professor Yang, Yin Wan could not think of a second more suitable candidate.
Of course, if the quality of surgery is lowered, the number of candidates will naturally increase, but Yin Wan is a paranoid man when it comes to surgery, and he absolutely does not want to lower the quality of surgery.
Yin Wan came to the lobby on the first floor of the General Surgery Department as an ordinary patient. He was wearing a fashionable floral shirt and a gray Russian-style beard, which made him very eye-catching.
"Sir! Who are you looking for?"
The security guard in the lobby came over and asked nonchalantly.
For the security guards of the General Surgery Department, seeing foreigners is nothing new. In the ward, two tall foreigners help carry patients every day. The security guards are a little suspicious, whether there are new people joining the international team. p>
Yin Wan's assistant immediately said in Chinese: "We are looking for Professor Yang? Can you help us contact him? We came from other places and came to see Professor Yang for treatment."
Coming from a foreign country, they were considered out of town. The security guard looked at these two people for a moment. They felt refreshed and did not look like patients.
"Do you have an appointment?" the security guard asked.
Pavel immediately explained: "We don't know Professor Yang, we just came to see him for medical treatment. Can you tell us how to see Professor Yang? Just say Yin Wan, a Russian from New Zealand."
The security guard thought about it. Since he was a patient, of course he could help contact him. Professor Yang always attached great importance to patients. He went to the front desk and called the doctor on duty in the general surgical ward and asked the doctor on duty to tell Professor Yang that a patient was looking for him -
--Yin Wan, a Russian in New Zealand.
After making the call, the security guard asked Yin Wan and his assistant to wait in the lobby. The security guard was only responsible for telephone contact. Professor Yang ultimately decided whether Professor Yang could spare time to help with medical treatment.
Yin Wan was a little excited. He only knew Yang Ping from his papers before, but today he might meet him in person.
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Yang Ping is still in the stem cell laboratory, visiting the skin graft with everyone.
The doctor on duty at the General Surgery Department called and said that a Russian patient was looking for Professor Yang.
Yang Ping thought for a while and realized that he had not made an appointment with any Russian patients.
There are often patients who don't have an appointment at all, and then lie to the doctor or nurse on duty that they have an appointment with a certain professor and hope to help notify them.
"He said he is a Russian from New Zealand --- Yin Wan." the doctor on duty added.
Yin Wan?
Russians in New Zealand.
Yang Ping said to himself, there has never been such a person in his memory.
Robert frowned, "Yin Wan, a Russian from New Zealand, is the self-title often used by plastic surgery master Dr. Yin Wan.
Could it be that plastic surgery master? He came to China.
Could it be that Professor Yang rejected their invitation and Yin Wan personally came to China to invite Professor Yang? This is not in line with Yin Wan's style of conduct.
"Professor? This person may be Dr. Yin Wan, the master of plastic surgery!" Robert was not sure.
After all, it would be unbelievable for someone like Yin Wan to suddenly appear here.
Yang Ping finally remembered, Yin Wan! The protagonist of street stall literature? Yin Wan, the world's most powerful plastic surgeon?
"Bring him to the laboratory." Yang Ping ordered the doctor on duty.
Regardless of whether it’s Yin Wan or not, since he’s come to visit, I just want to meet him. Anyway, I’m free now.
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"I'll go up alone."
Yin Wan stood at the door of the elevator, led by a graduate student.
But Yin Wan soon changed his mind, because when he saw the Chinese sign at the elevator door, he immediately had a headache:
"Pavel, you better come up with me."
Under the leadership of Guipei Sheng, they took the elevator and arrived at the stem cell laboratory.
"Professor Yang!"
Gui Peisheng said respectfully.
"This is your Russian patient."
Everyone stopped talking about the skin graft and turned to look at the door. The Russian-style beard stood at the door, smiling and bowing slightly: "Dear Professor Yang!"
Of course, he spoke in Russian and needed an assistant to translate it into Chinese.
Seeing this Russian, most people immediately think of the Italian fashion master.
"Yin Wan, a Russian in New Zealand, took the liberty of paying a courtesy visit to Professor Yang."
As a plastic surgery expert, his understanding of temperament exceeds that of ordinary people. Among the crowd, Yin Wan recognized Yang Ping's temperament at a glance. A person's temperament cannot be disguised.
Confident, proud, and calm!
Apart from Professor Yang, Yin Wan couldn't think of anyone else who exuded these qualities.
Professor Yin Wan had no doubts about his judgment. He walked towards Yang Ping and stretched out his hand.
"Professor Yang! I am very excited to finally see you in person."
Before this, Yin Wan had only seen Yang Ping's papers.
Moreover, he didn't expect to see Yang Ping so approachable and easy to meet.
"Dr. Yin Wan?" Yang Ping asked.
"Yes, Yin Wan, majoring in plastic surgery, please forgive me for pretending to be a patient to see you!" Yin Wan apologized.
At this time, listening to the speed and tone of Yin Wan's speech, everyone immediately thought of the preaching pastor.
He is Dr. Yin Wan, a master of plastic surgery. Robert has met Yin Wan, and he is almost certain now, especially with this unique way of speaking.
"He is the Russian plastic surgeon Yin Wan." Robert said softly in Chinese next to Yang Ping.
He didn't want a stranger to get close to Professor Yang's experimental results with just a few words.
August had met this plastic surgery master in Germany, and he nodded, confirming Robert's judgment.
"We are visiting the experimental results, and it just so happens that Dr. Yin Wan can help us verify the quality of the skin graft. This is the skin cultivated by our in vitro skin expansion technology." Yang Ping had no unnecessary words.
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Yin Wan didn't expect that the first meeting was so simple and direct, which was completely unexpected.
Perhaps out of professional self-consciousness, his eyes immediately turned to the piece of skin on the platform, and then he narrowed his eyes slightly: "Professor Yang, can I really take a look?"
August and Robert gave up their positions, and the crowd in a circle slightly expanded the circle. Yin Wan slowly walked towards the skin, his eyes shining with surprise.
He didn't even wear gloves. He gently pinched a corner of the skin with his fingers and felt it carefully with his fingertips.
For a long time, the corners of Yin Wan's mouth trembled a few times.
This is a goal that he has been pursuing for many years but has not yet achieved. The quality of this skin graft exceeds that of the skin grafts he cultivated himself. It can be used as a material for facial plastic surgery, and the effect after the operation is not much different from normal facial skin. p>
"Is this a skin graft that you cultivated using in vitro amplification technology? Is it also developed based on the results of Professor Mannstein?"
Yin Wan believes that all skin in vitro amplification technologies in the world should come from Professor Mannstein’s technology.
"No, this is our own formula. Professor Yang's formula has nothing to do with Professor Maninstein's technical route." Tang Shun explained to this strange foreigner as the director of the laboratory.
Isn’t it Professor Mannstein’s formula? Is there a second technical route in this world? Yin Wan has never heard of a second technical route.
He lowered his head again and stared at the skin piece in his hand, as if the treasure he had been searching for had finally been found.
"The thickness, elasticity, and color of the skin are impeccable, but I wonder how it tolerates ultraviolet rays?" Yin Wan asked worriedly.
"From the perspective of the skin's fine structure, the tolerance will be very good, but we haven't had time to experiment yet, and we will conduct experiments in this area soon," Tang Shun explained.
As the director of the stem cell laboratory, he quickly got into the mood. At this time, Professor Yang should not be allowed to explain in person, but should be explained by himself.
"I have never heard of a second technical route in the world!" Yin Wan was skeptical.
Tang Shun smiled and said: "I have never seen it before!"
Yin Wan reluctantly put down the skin, and then carefully arranged and paved it. Creating a new technical route was not easy.
However, the quality of skin grafts in this clinic cannot be achieved by relying on Professor Mannstein's formula.
Others in the laboratory had no idea who the Russian was and could only watch the excitement. Anyway, given Professor Yang’s status, it was not a strange thing for a foreign professor to come and visit.
Several trainees even secretly rejoiced that there were international friends joining the general surgery training team. In that case, they would have one more labor force that they could usually recruit to help.
Now August and Robert work extremely hard and bear no complaints, and can be regarded as role models for trainees.
Therefore, these graduate students and graduate students all believe that as long as they are foreigners, they must work hard, and one can do more than others.
"Unbelievable!"
Yin Wan is a little confused.
He lifted up a corner of the skin graft again, very carefully, and looked closely with his eyes: "Can the distribution and growth of hair follicles be controlled?"
Because Yin Wan noticed that the distribution and development of these hair follicles are not naturally formed, but are subject to some kind of control.
