Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1181 - 927 Why Don’t You Eat_2

Chapter 1181: Chapter 927 Why Don’t You Eat_2

If it hadn’t been for Professor Zhang’s "brainwashing," Li Ruizhong’s head would certainly have been empty, filled with immense despair, feeling his life was nothing but grey.

After the "brainwashing," Li Ruizhong now sees life as bright. He even plans to enroll in a professional degree program and learn the latest welding techniques, aiming to weld large ships if he gets the chance.

The factory manager brought people to visit Li Ruizhong and even delivered thirty thousand yuan, collected through donations from the factory workers, representing everyone’s heartfelt contribution.

Taking advantage of the times when the kids were at school, Li Ruizhong’s wife also came to visit him, taking care of him as well. Seeing Li Ruizhong at ease, she felt relieved. There was a store at home that needed attention; they couldn’t keep it closed forever, as closing meant cutting off their income. Therefore, unable to visit frequently, his wife came every other day.

Once a person has convictions, dreams, and goals, everything changes. After interacting with Professor Zhang several times and being "brainwashed" by him, Li Ruizhong seemed like a changed person. He endlessly searched on Taobao for books about welding, and having studied until junior high, he managed to grasp a bit of each book’s content despite the struggle.

Welding Technology, Mechanical Drawing, Metalworking Heat Treatment, Electrical Engineering—Li Ruizhong impulsively bought four books which were delivered right down to the Hospital ward where he read daily, filling his life during the hospital stay.

Sometimes he would stroll down to the Outpatient clinic on the first floor, taking the chance to sneak into the consultation room to chat with Professor Zhang now and then. Professor Zhang was always warm, never minding the interruption, and always had time for a chat.

Jiang Li returned from the brink of death and recovered remarkably well, now able to walk around the Hospital, preparing for discharge.

She was quite thoughtful and grateful, buying a large bouquet for the doctors and nurses and personally writing a card, hiding many pens within the flowers. She truly understood what the doctors and nurses needed—and the staff at the Surgical Research Institute, finding pens in the flowers, jostled to grab them.

There have been cases of receiving flowers, fruit baskets, and pennants, but hiding dozens of pens inside the flowers was a real understanding of the voices of doctors and nurses.

Hermes Wang Changxin’s business in Africa was growing larger, and he frequently called Yang Ping, asking when the full-month party for his "golden baby crib" would be held, as it was already prepared.

This guy was indeed sending a golden baby crib. Rich people are really something else, but is this thing even usable?

Meanwhile, Hermes continued to inquire about Sisi’s condition; during his hospital stay, Sisi was his fellow patient. Hermes felt this little friend was particularly resilient, providing him with much emotional support during his own low period, which is why he always thought of officially acknowledging Sisi as his goddaughter.

Hearing about Sisi’s tumor being reexamined, Hermes was quite upset. He decided to return with his wife to visit this little one, as his wife also adored the young girl very much.

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In the System Space Laboratory.

The K Therapy for tumors was being conducted. The original K factor could only function in an external laboratory environment and not inside the body.

Yang Ping had modified the K factor countless times, finally enabling the new K factor to adapt to the human body’s environment and function inside it. Now, the modified K factor remained a dimer, with both ends being special protein molecules. Once this dimer entered the body, it would bind to the tumor cell’s characteristic protein binding sites, blocking the tumor cells’ anti-apoptotic capabilities and initiating their apoptosis program.

Normally, when abnormal cells like tumor cells are detected by the body’s surveillance systems, the expected outcome is to initiate the apoptosis program, effectively executing them. However, tumors have anti-detection capabilities, allowing them to evade this surveillance and multiply with impunity.

The K factors in the current K Therapy could disable the tumor cells’ anti-detection mechanisms and trigger their apoptosis program.

The experiment had reached this stage, completing only one phase. Next, Yang Ping planned to conduct clinical trials with experimental subjects in the System Laboratory.

Of course, Yang Ping would also translate the findings from the System Laboratory to the actual Laboratory, ensuring the actual Laboratory was not too far behind the System Laboratory, thus enhancing the efficiency of translating his research into practical outcomes.

Yang Ping was now not constantly intervening in the actual experiments; he let Tang Shun and his team explore on their own for a while, and after encountering some difficulties and errors, he would intervene just in time, which seemed more reasonable and was less abrupt.

Since the cell material for the actual Laboratory was sourced from Sisi, to accelerate the research progress, cells were frequently extracted from Sisi’s body. Hence, Sisi could not attend school and had to stay in the ward.

Fortunately, Sisi had already completed her elementary school curriculum and had started self-studying middle school courses, so being hospitalized wouldn’t delay her studies.

This young girl had self-discipline beyond her years. During her hospital stay, her life was very regular: she would go to bed at exactly ten o’clock each evening, wake up at seven in the morning to wash up, run on the hospital’s track, then have breakfast. After breakfast, she would go to the demonstration room to study, reading books on her own. If she didn’t understand something, she would take her textbooks and ask the doctors in the department for help. She didn’t find this life dull at all.

A corner of the demonstration room became Sisi’s study area. The older brothers and sisters in the department particularly liked this little girl and would help find various study materials for her.

The doctors at the Surgical Research Institute were academic experts who could serve as Sisi’s free tutors. Sometimes, the whiteboard in the demonstration room came in handy; whenever a doctor was free, they would use it to help Sisi with her homework.

After completing his aid mission, Li Guodong returned from Guandu Hospital. The elderly director of Guandu Hospital, no longer troubled by back pain, was now full of energy.

The elderly director called Li Min, asking him to pursue further studies at Sanbo Hospital for at least a year, assuring him to focus on his studies without worrying about his job. The director said not to mention covering for a year—he could handle another ten years of front-line clinical work with no problem.

According to what Li Guodong reported, the elderly director, having once been bitten by a snake, was now extremely cautious with patients suffering from herniated lumbar discs. For anyone with recurrent, long-term back pain, he would invariably advise them to get an MRI at the county level, no exceptions.

With the elderly director in good health, Li Min felt relieved, no longer constantly preoccupied with work back home. Here, Li Min had fully entered into his studies, advancing methodically according to the plan laid out by Yang Ping, step by step.

Sisi, the young girl, was eating her meal while Zhang Lin, who had eaten his fill, teased her, "Sisi, don’t you want to be a doctor? How about I give you a quiz?"

"Sure, quiz me!" Sisi said without looking up from scooping rice into her mouth.

Zhang Lin smirked mischievously, pulled out his phone, and showed Sisi some disgusting surgical pictures of Jiang Li’s liver hydatid disease, trying to gross her out.

"Sisi, if you can keep eating your meal calmly as you swipe through these pictures one by one, then you are definitely cut out to be a doctor," Zhang Lin said, placing the phone on the dining table and sliding it across to Sisi.

Sisi was quite curious; she looked down at the photos, slowly appreciating each one. After viewing dozens of pictures, she continued to scoop rice into her mouth, unfazed and enjoying her meal.

"Any more? I’m done looking," Sisi asked.

Zhang Lin was puzzled by her lack of reaction; even he felt queasy, and Little Five was also curious.

They continued!

Little Five pulled up a surgical video on his phone, showing vivid shots of intestines and a liver severely infected by hydatids, with sticky cystic fluid flowing everywhere.

Sisi watched the video intently while continuing to chew her food.

After the video ended, Sisi asked, "Any more?"

"No more!"

Zhang Lin and Little Five said at the same time, unable to gross out Sisi; the brothers themselves couldn’t even pick up their chopsticks.

As Sisi casually continued eating, she asked, "Why aren’t you eating?"

"Oh, we’re full, we’re full. You go ahead and eat at your own pace!"

Zhang Lin and Little Five packed up their unfinished boxed meals and walked away dejectedly.