Surgery Godfather
Chapter 1510 - 1125: The Topic of Gauze_2

Chapter 1510: Chapter 1125: The Topic of Gauze_2

The scalp was opened, then flapped open, and vascular clamps were neatly arranged in a circle along the scalp, in such a precise manner that it seemed not done by human hands but some kind of precise machinery.

"Professor, you save the hospital quite a bit of gauze each year. The gauze in my hand has been in use since the surgery started, and I haven’t had to change it yet," Song Zimo didn’t feel he was flattering, nor did the others.

For some reason, praising others often carried a hint of flattery suspicion, but when praising Professor Yang, even if it was true flattery, it didn’t feel like flattery in the slightest.

"Haven’t calculated, why don’t you set up a project and write a paper?" Yang Ping’s hands kept moving, but he frequently chatted with his assistants.

"The correlation between the frequency of gauze use and surgical bleeding? Is this a viable topic?" Zhang Lin knew how to seize opportunities. While conversations among big shots might seem casual to others, they held important information for Dr. Zhang and Little Five.

They say a tycoon’s driver in Hong Kong used information he overheard to guide his investments and became a millionaire by the time he retired.

Zhang Lin and Little Five understood this. They were aware of their limitations, knowing they didn’t have the high IQ of geniuses like Song Zimo or Xu Zhiliang, so they couldn’t accomplish earth-shattering feats. They were content to pick up leftovers from the big shots to establish a foothold in the medical field.

"That’s too superficial; it should connect gauze consumption with postoperative complications. Recently, statistics show that the more gauze used for hemostasis, the higher the likelihood of surgical complications, and vice versa." Little Five and Zhang Lin were a good duo, sticking together for better or worse, joining two ordinary brains to try to keep up with the genius minds.

"Young Master Song, if you’re not interested in this topic, can we take it on?" Zhang Lin asked flatteringly.

Song Zimo was taken aback, he was just joking, but these two really wanted to take this topic seriously for a project and write a paper? For real?

"Can’t tackle the big ones, we’ll just go for the small fry. Ordinary small topics are too commonplace and easy to repeat, so we have to think outside the box," said Little Five.

"Not researching retractors anymore?" Yang Ping asked.

"Of course we are; retractors are our exclusive specialty. But in the spare time from retractor research, we have to explore other topics to enhance our academic achievements," Zhang Lin said confidently about their leading research on retractors, claiming global supremacy.

They not only wrote the world’s first specialized book on retractors but also acquired numerous patents related to them, boasting the highest number of patents in the medical field worldwide. Their dedication to this niche made them the undisputed global leader.

"If you do it this way, the gauze manufacturing companies will go bankrupt." The gauze in Song Zimo’s hand still had faint traces of blood, nowhere near the threshold for replacement.

"Now you know why many medical devices are made as disposable consumables, right? It’s not necessary; technically, they can be reused many times, but economically it’s not allowed. If you don’t consume, you can’t sell; if you don’t sell, you can’t earn; if you don’t earn, you can’t innovate; if you don’t innovate, you can’t progress." Tang Shun, observing the surgery from the side, joined the conversation.

"If every doctor uses gauze as sparsely as the professor, either the price of gauze will skyrocket, or gauze companies will go bankrupt; there’s no third option." Tang Shun was a multi-talented individual with high financial intelligence.

Ever since Yang Ping handed him the laboratory, he maximized its money-making potential, gathering significant funds with new technologies. He was bold in pricing some projects, such as top-level stem cell projects, ranging from millions to tens of millions of US Dollars for a single treatment. Initially, everyone thought he was a joke, but later facts proved that those who laughed at him were the real jokes.

"Doctor Tang, how’s the rejuvenation project going?" Little Five asked, "My father-in-law asked me to inquire; he’s very interested. Can you offer a discount?"

"It’s selling like crazy now, with bookings lined up until next year. Your father-in-law? Free for our own. Bring him over when there’s time to experience it," Doctor Tang still knew how to distinguish between insiders and outsiders, making money from outsiders, not turning profit motives on his own people.

Little Five’s father-in-law was a typical "landlord" of Nandu Provincial City, owning several office buildings in prime city locations for rent, totaling more than a dozen including non-core business district buildings. The couple had only one precious daughter, Xiao Qing. She threatened to slit her wrists to follow Little Five to Sanbo Hospital, which scared her parents into urging Little Five to marry her quickly.

Under such pressure, Little Five had to get married. Actually, doctors are quite in demand; many parents like to choose doctors as sons-in-law, and this landlord father-in-law was no exception. Especially after learning that his son-in-law achieved outstanding results in surgery, publishing the world’s first specialized book on retractors, the parents were delighted.

"Little Five, is it true that your father-in-law wears big shorts and flip-flops, carrying a big woven sack and a scale to collect rent by weight?" Liang Fatty, wearing cropped pants, with legs crossed, asked.

"Do you believe such old tales? Besides, how could he carry a woven sack? Now it’s done by a company with dozens of financial staff; no need to haul sacks to collect rent."

"So you’re saying his company’s several-dozen financial staff are solely for collecting rent?"

"Seems like aside from renting property, his company doesn’t have other ventures. He says he’s low on education, can’t do other businesses. Back then, he only knew real estate, but in a conservative way, without daring to take loans or expand. Real estate bosses from his time expanded nationally, but he’s still at this scale, holding on to over a dozen office buildings for rent."

"He says that’s the extent of his capacity in this life, not capable of big business."

"Why didn’t your father-in-law have a sister for your wife?" Liang Fatty said, rather regretfully.

Instrumental nurse Zhou Can on stage immediately glared at Liang Fatty, who quickly explained, "If your wife had a sister, Xu Zhiliang would have a chance?"

"Old Xu is already married with kids."

"Oh, I meant Xia Shu!"

"The head nurse would come at you with a kitchen knife."

Liang Fatty fell silent, repeatedly making slips of the tongue, not daring to utter another word.

The bone flap was already opened, the surgery had reached the intracranial area, and the brainstem was dissected out; the surgery proceeded so quickly, despite the short conversation.

The second characteristic of the professor’s surgery was its smoothness—not only fast but also seamless, without any unnecessary, redundant movements.

In a typical decompressive craniectomy, the bone flap is usually discarded after removal. Why discard it? Because it’s either removed in small pieces, not as a whole, so there’s nothing usable?

Or it’s removed in one piece, but due to edge losses during removal, the piece becomes too small to fit properly when placed back, leaving gaps, even if intact; once replaced, it would still sink in.

Yang Ping’s improved technique achieved the option to replace the original bone flap, first by removing it in one whole piece with a thin electric saw, performing the operation with delicacy to reduce edge losses. Moreover, his approach was unique, using an outer-large inner-small method for the bone flap. The skull’s two layers, consisting of the inner and outer plates, had the first layer’s outer plate contour larger than the second layer’s. Thus, the remaining skull edge had the opposite; the outer opening was large, and the inner one small.

This method was akin to manhole covers on the street; the skull bone flap could act as a cover that just fitted and wouldn’t sink in, even with edge losses.