Chapter 2133: 2060 Echo (Part 2) (Monthly Ticket 71000 Bonus ×142)

Director Yan didn't go home, sat in the meeting room, with Vice President Yuan, Ye Qingqiu, and several department heads beside him.

The surgery succeeded, the livestream froze, but nothing was over; Lin Ge later sent the final video from his side.

The applause from the president, directors, and doctors of the Women and Children's Hospital proved everything.

"Doctor Zheng is really good," Director Yan said with a light smile.

If it were someone else, everyone present would carefully ponder the meaning of Director Yan's words, and their attitude and actions toward the person mentioned would change greatly thereafter.

But Director Yan was referring to Zheng Lao Ban, and nobody took it seriously.

Zheng Lao Ban is good—that's obvious; why say more?

"Director, should we ask the publicity department to promote this?" Vice President Yuan proposed.

"Hmm." Director Yan tapped his finger lightly on the table and said, "Supporting the sister hospital, performing surgery on unborn fetuses—Zheng Lao Ban's contribution is indispensable."

Vice President Yuan smiled; supporting the sister hospital was meant to solidify the 912's technical standing.

With the surgery successful, the settle‑up should be done openly between the brother hospitals.

If Zheng Lao Ban had painstakingly performed the surgery up front, only to have the Women and Children's Hospital steal the spotlight, anyone would be unhappy.

But… Zheng Lao Ban seems not to care about that.

Director Zhang stared dumbfounded, then suddenly said, "Director, this kind of surgery, I…"

"Hmm?" Director Yan glanced at her.

"Can I launch it?" Director Zhang asked softly.

There's no need to read too much into that sentence.

First, to launch a surgery never before performed in all of Asia… wrong—now we can truly say only one case has been performed.

This shows Director Zhang has ambition.

But ambition alone isn't enough; more importantly, the hospital must decide how much money to allocate for launching this technique.

If we learned the surgery from outsiders, the technical fee would be a large sum; but among our own people, this point can be deliberately overlooked, and I imagine Zheng Lao Ban wouldn't care about such petty cash.

Director Yan and Vice President Yuan have a rough idea of how much money Zheng Lao Ban can make.

That money is mainly intended for medical compensation if the surgery fails.

No matter how well we explain things to patients' families beforehand, once a problem arises, the huge medical compensation gives everyone a headache just thinking about it.

Although it might not be needed, we certainly must prepare it in advance.

This is only one aspect; launching a new technology means the patients' inpatient surgery costs will certainly be waived, which is also an investment.

Making the departments bear these costs is unrealistic.

If the hospital could bear it, Director Zhang felt she should… possibly… perhaps… more or less master this procedure.

Director Yan pondered for at least five minutes, then said, "Go coordinate with obstetrics and neonatology; this is a major project, and you alone can't pull it off."

Director Zhang's lips twitched slightly, but she ultimately offered no rebuttal and said nothing more.

Director Yan's meaning likely is that as long as several department heads are motivated and want to pursue this technique, the hospital won't mind giving them a push.

After all, with Zheng Lao Ban present, this is the classic case of "those near the water get the moon first."

"Director, why not let Director Ye handle the communication?" Vice President Yuan asked.

Is this Vice President Yuan's idea? Director Yan glanced at him, thought for nearly a minute, then smiled and said, "Let's ask Zheng Lao Ban first."

Fine!

That settles it.

However, this is a huge undertaking; from conception to full rollout, the time shouldn't be too long. Just the earlier staff training alone was a lengthy process.

Then an opportunity arises to launch the surgery; the idea is wonderful. But if preparation is insufficient, successive failures will mean there is no future.

"How did Zheng Lao Ban practice this surgery?" Vice President Yuan changed the topic, remarking, "It's Asia's first case—I haven't seen him do anything like this before."

"Maybe his technical level has risen, so he can do it effortlessly." Director Yan chuckled, stood up, and gave himself a pat on the back for today's wisdom and trust.

"Meeting adjourned; we'll discuss any other matters tomorrow."

Director Yan has a bad heart, recently underwent surgery, and staying up this late is already taking a toll on his health.

Director Zhang walked out last, still thinking about contacting Zheng Lao Ban.

If this surgery could become routine, not to mention how the 912 Department of Cardiology's academic standing would change—just saying how many fetuses could be saved… this is a doctor's mission and destiny.

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……

Director Lin sat on the sofa at home, holding his phone and watching.

Two hours, motionless.

"Old Lin, have you seen our little girl?" Lin's spouse anxiously peered over.

She doesn't have an Xinglin Yuan account, can't access it, can't see it. Plus, neither of them knows how to link the phone to the TV, so they can only make do like this.

Lin's spouse doesn't understand the surgery; her gaze and attention are wholly focused on catching a glimpse of her own child.

Only after the surgery ended did she recall disappointingly, as if she had caught just a fleeting glimpse—a corner of her child's sterile glove.

But the hand shape and fingers, she could clearly recognize—that was her child.

"Old Lin, our little girl can't even show her hand—what's the point of this surgery?" Lin's spouse complained.

But she was still delighted.

Earlier, Old Lin told her this was Asia's first surgery, performed on an unborn child.

Her little girl could be this amazing! Her heart swelled with pride.

"She's just a little brat—how could she perform such a difficult surgery?" Lin hadn't finished speaking when his old partner yanked his ear.

"Say it again, old lady!"

"Easy, easy—if you pinch it too hard, how will I explain it at work tomorrow?" Director Lin said with a woebegone face, "The surgery is too difficult; we'll have to wait until our little girl starts as lead surgeon before we can see her hand."

"What about showing your face?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover let go of his hand and kept asking.

No time, this is a Surgery live broadcast—why are you always thinking about showing your face?

If you don't even show your face, who knows who did it?

Sigh." Lin Yuanzhang really couldn't be bothered to explain, but the will to survive he'd accumulated over the years still saved him at the last moment.

Anyone daring to do a Surgery live broadcast, especially in front of all the doctors nationwide, is basically the only one." Lin Yuanzhang sighed, "If our girl had this level, Harvard wouldn't let her come back; she'd stay directly in the United States, giving her whatever she wants without saying no.

Is it that hard?" Lin Yuanzhang's lover, puzzled, asked, "Do you think our girl will have something to eat this Evening?

Going to the Women and Children's Hospital for Shou Bing, if there isn't even a meal afterward, that would be a huge joke." Lin Yuanzhang said disdainfully, "Don't worry, our girl will definitely come back having eaten her fill today; she won't go hungry.