Chapter 3121: with translation of chapter title

Professor Yang was sleeping soundly at home.

The phone rang; although it wasn't his three-shift duty, years of habit kept him sleeping with his phone on, not daring to set it to silent.

Who knows when a major rescue will occur—an oil tank explodes, a train derails, a drunk driver drives his car straight into things.

In this world there are countless what-ifs; sometimes Professor Yang even feels that the people who most wish for world peace are just like him—those who lose sleep over others' slightest troubles.

Others say world peace is nonsense, but I truly fucking hope for world peace.

Woken by the ring, Professor Yang cursed harshly, then glanced at the screen. The name displayed on his phone instantly woke him from sleep—it was a blend of angel and demon—Ye Qingqiu, Director Ye.

Morning grumpiness? It doesn't exist in front of Director Ye.

Professor Yang leapt up from bed bare-chested, not even having time to worry about disturbing his lover's sleep.

"Director Ye!" Professor Yang wore a respectful expression, even though Ye Qingqiu couldn't see him. Still, he felt a bit uneasy—Ye Qingqiu calling him in the middle of the night was a night owl showing up for no reason.

"Professor Yang, can you independently complete the Shou Bing for Ge Xie Disease?"

"The simple ones I can do." Professor Yang weighed it; it was the middle of the night, Ye Qingqiu personally called, and he spoke conservatively.

"Women and Children's Hospital, Ge Xie Disease, pregnant woman, poor fetal heart, needs emergency Shou Bing." Ye Qingqiu said solemnly.

"……" Professor Yang stared for a moment, then shook his head, but he immediately realized Ye Qingqiu couldn't see him shaking his head, so he quickly added, "Director Ye, this Shou Bing is too difficult; I'm afraid I can't pull it off."

"Zheng Lao Ban's call, he……"

Ye Qingqiu simply reiterated the "complex" Shou Bing process that Lin Ge had just mentioned.

"Um……" Professor Yang also froze.

Is this remote surgery? Or remote teaching surgery? The matter involves the life and death of a pregnant woman and a fetus; Professor Yang dare not take it lightly, he pondered a few seconds and said, "It should be possible; I'll do my best!"

"I won't keep you on the line; drive yourself, let's meet at the Women and Children's Hospital." Ye Qingqiu said solemnly and then hung up.

Time is urgent; the patient has no time to wait for these warm pleasantries.

Ye Qingqiu's stern voice still echoed in his ears; Professor Yang hastily changed clothes.

Just now that "complex" Shou Bing process, the more he thought about it, the more feasible it seemed. But perhaps such a model hasn't existed in the world yet—can he pull it off?

A few days ago he was mocking Feng Jianguo for using a phone video to have Zheng Lao Ban help check an endoscopic Shou Bing; now it's his turn—where can he reason?

Not the same, Professor Yang realized. I am the chief surgeon! Chief surgeon!

No! The chief surgeon is Zheng Lao Ban, and I am merely the blade. Network transmission and the mechanical arm have been replaced by video signals and my own arms.

It also mixes in years of technique accumulation; he should probably count as a biological mechanical arm, Professor Yang thought absentmindedly.

From mechanical arm to biological mechanical arm, it turns out only one night is needed.

After getting dressed, Professor Yang drove quickly to the Women and Children's Hospital. Having clarified the location, he first went to see the patient and check the medical record.

When Professor Yang arrived, the fetal heart had already slowed from fast to slow, and the doctors and nurses of the Women and Children's Hospital were sending the patient to the Operating Room.

Time was pressing to the point of suffocation; he only had time to glance briefly at the patient's appearance and the vital signs on the ECG monitor before the patient was pushed onto the operating table.

The Shou Bing would certainly start with a C-section; he still had about an hour. Professor Yang sat in the office, familiarizing himself with the medical history.

This too he learned from Zheng Lao Ban.

Every abnormal value on each lab report must be considered during the Shou Bing; the Shou Bing has changed from mechanical carpentry work to something full of vitality. Although it's multiplied the trouble countless times, it can ultimately prevent many accidental situations.

Even if 99% is useless, as long as 1% is useful it's enough.

Of course, these are all high-difficulty Shou Bing, and they can only reduce the probability of problems occurring in the Shou Bing from a tiny possibility to an even tinier number.

But he still does it.

As for how Zheng Lao Ban would conduct on-site teaching, Professor Yang didn't even consider it. Actually, if he did this Shou Bing himself he'd have a 70% chance of success, but that probability in China's medical environment is too minuscule, almost like an absolute no-go zone.

Countless people almost simultaneously sprang into action, sending all the patient's images to Fan Tian Shui.

At the Community Hospital's 3D printer, Fan Tian Shui is already skilled at operating it. Although he looks rough and fierce, his mind is meticulous; he just inputs the existing data into the program, and operating it isn't difficult.

After 22′32″, Ye Qingqiu left the Community Hospital with the 3D-printed simulated person, heading straight to the 912 Interventional Surgery Room.

And the Vice President Chen in charge of clinical affairs at the Women and Children's Hospital arrived at the Hospital looking bewildered.

As the director of the Women and Children's Hospital, being called from home in the middle of the night, President Chen initially felt a bit dazed.

But upon hearing the details—Ge Xie Disease plus fetal heart problems, and Zheng Lao Ban, who could perform the Shou Bing, still far away in Sweden—these things gave Vice President Chen a strange sense of despair.

How are prenatal checkups done? Grassroots hospitals really aren't reliable! Vice President Chen silently cursed. Still, she knows that although ultrasounds have no radiation, they cost money. Should every prenatal checkup for a pregnant woman include an upper-abdominal ultrasound?

Nonsense, absolutely impossible.

If that were the case, patients and their families would have to complain directly to the hospital. Issuing random orders, overcharging, performing unnecessary exams—these big hats would be unbearable.

Moreover, contracting Ge Xie Disease is just a sporadic incident, not something to blame on out-of-town grassroots hospitals. But Ge Xie Disease… this is something our own hospital can't even handle.

When she heard that Zheng Lao Ban wanted to use remote teaching to solve this problem, the first thought that popped up was—impossible!

Zheng Lao Ban is young and hot-headed, wanting to try any method. But after Vice President Chen instinctively rejected it, she couldn't think of any alternative.

Let's take a look first, Vice President Chen began contacting 912; on that side, Ye Qingqiu had already brought the 3D-printed simulated person to the Operating Room, busily making preoperative preparations.

Meanwhile, the Women and Children's Hospital's C-section Shou Bing had already begun; because of the fetal heart issue, if they didn't proceed, the baby would be lost.

Vice President Chen rallied herself and rushed to the Hospital as quickly as possible. As the business‑overseeing vice president, her job was to coordinate the departments so that this machine would run more smoothly.

The night was as dark as ink, the Operating Room blazing with light—yet another sleepless night.