115 Observing While Feeling Baffled (1/2)

Pan Hua had performed his surgeries well and smoothly for the day.

Firstly, his pre-surgery preparations were sufficient. Unlike many patients who were not willing to spend their money and were worried that the hospital would overcharge them, President Han did not need to pay for his medical expenses—he did not even need to pay in advance because his medical expenses in hospitals within the province were directly covered by the Medical Insurance Bureau. President Han could also use imported medication and go through many medical checkups that were not insured by the medical insurance directory. In addition, President Han performed full body checkups every year. That, along with Young Tie performing his preoperative examination and Pan Hua keeping his composure while researching President Han's condition, Pan Hua pretty much had a complete understanding of President Han's health condition.

Secondly, President Han's physical condition was not bad. Although President Han was a middle-aged Asian leader with a potbelly, the foundation of his body was in very good condition. If they did not set the requirements for a healthy person too high, President Han's blood, internal organs, immune system, and other health indicators were actually normal. That not only ensured that he had excellent surgical tolerance, but it also meant that his body was typical of a healthy man his age.

Plus, doctors were most familiar with bodies resembling the typical model of human bodies.

If the patient was beefy, had a lung capacity of ten thousand, a hemoglobin level of one hundred and sixty, as well as a heart rate of forty, forget what would happen after his body was cut open on the operating table. The act of cutting him open itself would be exhausting. The anesthetist would most likely have to flip over books just to fully anesthetize him. He may even need to prepare a few extra Skelaxin as a backup.

Compared to that, President Han's surgery was much simpler.

What Pan Hua expected to see during the surgery was exactly what he saw once he opened up President Han's body.

Except for a more prominent BBQ smell when President Han was cut open with an endotherm knife, there were no other complications.

Of course, the most, most, most important fact was how Pan Hua managed to apply his knowledge and experience.

Forget the other cases, just within that year, he had performed more than ten major surgeries in Japan, and he had also performed more than ten surgeries of the same kind when he was back in China. The number of hand surgeries he performed alone could match the surgical volume of an orthopaedist who had worked a few years in a tertiary grade A hospital in some rural area.

Hence, Pan Hua was more determined to believe that the surgery he performed on President Han was the fruit of his preparations, and with some editing, he could write a research paper on it.

When he remembered the videos of Ling Ran's surgeries, Pan Hua came to a realization. Even though he still needed to weigh over more consequences when he handled certain minor parts and was inferior in certain suturing procedures, in terms of the crucial steps he performed in the surgery earlier, his skills were slightly better than Ling Ran's.

Pan Hua slowly walked out of the office with a cigarette in his mouth. He tried not to reveal his haughtiness.

”Department Associate Director Pan!” Hayato Ueda shouted in Mandarin. He looked very excited.

”Doctor Hayato.” Pan Hua smiled and handed out a Jiu Wu Zhi Zun [1] cigarette.

”I don't smoke.”

”This is a cigarette of victory.” When Pan Hua returned to China, he had shed his careful facade in Japan, and he now showed a more domineering side.

When he was in Keio University Hospital, he would never demand other doctors to do something forcefully.

After Hayato Ueda hesitated for a while, he took the cigarette. After he lit the cigarette, he inhaled the smoke. He choked and coughed consecutively.

Pan Hua laughed out loud and said, ”Let's take a look at Ling Ran's surgeries.”

”Oh, is he the one all of you have been mentioning? The very talented newcomer in the Emergency Department who does eight surgeries a day?” Hayato Ueda asked curiously.

Pan Hua nodded.

Hayato Ueda hesitated for a moment and rather reluctantly said, ”If he's just a newcomer, won't the both of us paying him a visit together give him too much stress?”

In reality, Hayato Ueda thought that it was better not to waste their time going over to watch Ling Ran's surgery. After all, no matter how gifted a newcomer was, he or she could not possibly do anything amazing.

Performing eight surgeries was indeed something, however, surgeries were not a competition of speed.

Otherwise, it would be too easy to evaluate a surgeon's surgical skills.

Hayato Ueda had seen a few outstanding newcomers, but they only appeared in well-known hospitals in Japan; those doctors were already talented students, and they only managed to become outstanding after they put in a lot of effort to gain admission into the hospitals.

Compared to them, Yun Hua Hospital was ranked too low.

The story of performing eight surgeries was also suspicious.

Pan Hua continued to present his exceptionally overbearing attitude and insisted. ”He also does flexor tendon sutures. Although he only knows the M-Tang technique, he's considered our opponent on a certain level. Knowing your opponent allows you to gain leverage, don't you agree?”

The Japanese entrance examination tested students on idioms, which allowed Hayato Ueda to understand what Pan Hua meant. He nodded and said, ”In that case, let's go and take a look. Did Young Tie notify Ling Ran?”

”Let's go and take a look first.” Pan Hua did not say anything else. He dragged Hayato Ueda up to the Emergency Medicine building.

Without much trouble, both of them entered the Emergency Department's Operating Area. They casually put on scrubs and slippers before they went from one operating theater to another, standing at the door to search for Ling Ran.

*Hissss...*

When Pan Hua saw the back of a very handsome man in Operating Theater 3, he opened the door.

It was the first time Hayato Ueda had seen Ling Ran in person. He stood by the door and pondered for a few seconds before he turned his head around to look at his surroundings.

”What are you doing?” Pan Hua felt a little embarrassed. Even though leaving the operating theater door open for a few seconds was not a big deal, it did make them seem unprofessional.

When Hayato Ueda noticed, he immediately entered the operating theater and bowed apologetically. He then whispered to Pan Hua, ”I was wondering if there are hidden cameras… You know, those cameras in prank reality shows? Mister Pan, you should have seen them before…”

”I've never watched them…” Pan Hua snorted.