Chapter 253: Not As Difficult As Imagined!

The Dean's office.

The atmosphere was subtle.

Seeing Dean Lu's poor complexion, Qi Pingsheng sighed lightly.

"Old Tang is being a bit overconfident. Expert He is a prize student of Academician Zhu in Neurosurgery, and he ranks in the top five in our province. When even he finds it tricky and can't perform the surgery, why does Old Tang have to insist on pushing through? I think he just wants to show off too much."

Dean Lu gave Qi Pingsheng a sharp look and retorted, "Although Comrade Tang Yu isn't very sociable, his professional integrity is beyond reproach. How could he possibly treat a patient's safety as child's play?"

A bitter smile hung on Qi Pingsheng's face as he pressed, "Dean Lu, you don't actually think Tang Yu can pull off this surgery, do you?"

Dean Lu's expression darkened, and he said sternly, "Old Qi, I know you have your opinions about Tang Yu, but now is not the time for internal strife. We must be united and not let outsiders laugh at us. What matters most right now is working together to ensure Mayor Jiang's treatment goes well."

Qi Pingsheng muttered in a low voice, "If Old Tang fails this surgery, the trouble will be significant. Do you still intend to protect him?"

Upon hearing this, Dean Lu glared at him and said, "As doctors, we battle illness every day; one failed surgery doesn't mean anything. Don't stir up trouble and fan the flames here."

Qi Pingsheng thought to himself that Dean Lu was truly good at putting on an act, appearing fair and impartial on the surface.

Tang Yu was a talent in clinical operations, while he and Dean Lu were both from administrative backgrounds.

Nowadays, the country is vigorously promoting hospital reform and advocating for the appointment of clinically-oriented deans, making the situation for administrative deans like them increasingly unfavorable.

He didn't believe for a second that Dean Lu wasn't wary of Tang Yu or afraid that Tang Yu might replace him.

"Dean, we still have to pay Expert He's surgical fee, right?" Qi Pingsheng asked cautiously.

"Expenses that must be paid cannot be skimped on. You keep in touch with him; we might need his help in the future." Dean Lu was not ambiguous in this regard.

Qi Pingsheng collected the money from the finance department and returned to his own office.

He Chen was waiting for him.

Since He Chen hadn't completed this freelance surgery and hadn't received his fee, he naturally wouldn't leave easily; otherwise, this trip would have been for nothing, which would be too uneconomical.

Qi Pingsheng handed the envelope he had collected from the finance department to He Chen.

He Chen feigned a refusal and said with a smile, "Dean Qi, I didn't really help much today, so let's just forget about the money."

Qi Pingsheng said with a sincere face, "Expert He, you traveled all the way from out of town and even participated in the pre-operative work. We will have to deal with each other often in the future, and the patients here in Hanzhou highly recognize your medical skills. If there is a need later, we will have to trouble you to make time to support our local medical cause."

He Chen's lips curled upward as he smiled and tucked the envelope into his bag. "Easy, easy, we will definitely cooperate often in the future. Dean Qi, after interacting with you, I've discovered that you have a special talent for management. Actually, there are quite a few hospitals in Qiongjin that are short of talents like you."

Flattered by He Chen, Qi Pingsheng was overjoyed, but he modestly replied, "Oh, thank you for the compliment, Expert He. It's just that I lack someone to recommend me in this regard, otherwise it would be hard to find an opportunity."

He Chen patted his chest and guaranteed, "Leave this matter to me. Prepare a resume, and I will help you recommend it. With your ability, staying in this prefecture-level City Hospital is truly a waste of talent; you would surely be able to make great strides in a big city."

He Chen's words and actions carried the high-and-mighty arrogance of an expert from the provincial capital.

Yet, Qi Pingsheng felt that being able to build a connection with He Chen would definitely be of great benefit to his future development.

"Expert He, when do you plan to leave? I will arrange for a driver to take you back."

He Chen stood up with a smile and said, "I still have a few surgeries in Qiongjin, so I won't wait for the outcome of this one. Tang Yu's courage is commendable, but even if my mentor were to perform this surgery personally, he wouldn't have absolute certainty of success. I think the result will likely be less than optimistic."

Qi Pingsheng feigned a helpless, bitter smile and shook his head.

He felt secretly triumphant; with He Chen's assurance, he could rest easy.

Inside the operating room, the atmosphere was heavy.

Tang Yu stood before the operating table, his gaze sharp and steady.

Is this surgery difficult?

Not difficult at all!

Just find the exact positions of the few Aneurysms in the brain and remove them.

I really don't understand!

Why did He Chen have to do so many flashy things earlier?

Not only was the surgical progress sluggish, but it also caused the Aneurysm to rupture.

It made a mess of the surgical field, wasting time to clean it up again.

In emergency surgery, how precious is time!

He had been tolerating him for a long time!

Surgery is a solid, technical craft, and the gap between a genius and an ordinary person is clear at a glance.

Especially Neurosurgery, which is even more of a litmus test that can quickly verify the level of a doctor's skill.

Wearing his microscopic glasses, Tang Yu relied on his years of accumulated rich experience and his own keen instincts to advance the surgery with full concentration.

Those dangerous positions that He Chen didn't even dare to touch, Tang Yu was able to remove the Aneurysms located there with ease, thanks to his exquisite technique.

His assistants had long been accustomed to this and didn't find anything strange about it, even muttering to themselves that He Chen's previous reaction had been making a mountain out of a molehill.

As the surgery reached its middle stage, the patient's vital signs gradually stabilized.

The assistants' moods also relaxed slightly, and they even began to whisper about whether they should go to the food street to eat braised pig trotters after the surgery ended.

Most surgeons have this preference, always feeling that eating foods like pig trotters and chicken feet can "replenish form with form" and help with the flexibility of their hands.

"Boss, this surgery doesn't feel as difficult as I imagined!" one assistant couldn't help but say softly.

"Yeah, isn't it just dealing with a few tumors!" another assistant chimed in.

"That's because the boss has superb skills; his level has long reached that of a top-tier national expert. Although He Chen wears the title of an expert, when it comes to real ability, he's just so-so. His expert title was likely built up by papers," another assistant whispered his opinion.

"In my view, even nationally renowned experts might not necessarily be better than the boss in actual surgical operation."

Tang Yu keenly sensed that the state of the doctors below him was beginning to slacken, and he said sternly:

"The surgery has reached the final stage, so everyone must not be careless. Neurosurgery is different from other surgeries; every step is like dancing on the tip of a knife, and it cannot tolerate the slightest mistake. For the next few hours, everyone must concentrate at all times and not slack off in the slightest."

Hearing Tang Yu's words, everyone hurriedly collected their focus.

In Neurosurgery, a state of high concentration is crucial; a slight error could lead to a major disaster.

They once again threw themselves wholeheartedly into the tense surgery.

As the lead surgeon, Tang Yu was the brain and soul of the entire surgical team.

Under his leadership and influence, the entire surgical team coordinated in an orderly fashion, displaying astonishing combat effectiveness.

This surgery wasn't as exaggeratedly difficult as all that!

It's just about the same as repairing a bicycle tire.

Tires have flaws when they leave the factory, and after being ridden for a long time, bulges appear; you just have to patch up the bulging parts.

If He Chen knew what Tang Ye was thinking, it would probably drive He Chen mad.

It wasn't that He Chen's level was lacking; it was truly that Tang Yu's surgical ability was too strong.

Although it wasn't very difficult for Tang Yu, this surgery still took a full eight hours.

Finally, the lead door of the operating room slowly opened, and Tang Yu appeared in everyone's line of sight.

For a moment, the world outside was extremely quiet.

No one stepped forward to ask anxiously, and no one was clamoring; countless pairs of eyes stared fixedly at him.

Tang Ye looked at Tang Yu with burning eyes, like a little fanboy.

He wanted to guess the final result from Tang Yu's expression.

Tang Yu slowly took off his mask and nodded at the crowd, expressionless yet firm.

Tang Ye instantly breathed a sigh of relief.

An indescribable wave of excitement.

Dad had successfully snatched Mayor Jiang back from the hands of the Grim Reaper.