Chapter 656: Chapter 591: What Exactly Happened? Chapter 656: Chapter 591: What Exactly Happened? The original plan was to perform two surgeries in the morning, have a working lunch at noon, and complete three surgeries in the afternoon.

However, time wasn’t managed well, by around eleven in the morning, all five surgeries were completed.

Lunch was scheduled for twelve o’clock, and there was still an hour to go before mealtime, so they used this hour entirely for post-operative interaction.

Young Professor Yang, as expected of the Golden Knife Award champion, had all the doctors in the room admiring his skills.

Especially the three robotic surgeries, where man and machine merged as one, which gave the senior doctors the feeling of watching a video game. Compared to Professor Yang, they felt like amateurs.

Seeing is truly believing.

Only when one sees, can one truly feel the impact.

It is said that Han Han prided himself on his excellent billiards skills and believed he could put up a fight against Pan Xiaoting. However, when he actually played a few rounds with Pan Xiaoting, Han Han only managed to serve.

In the end, Han Han spoke a famous quote: “Don’t use your hobby to challenge others’ livelihoods!”

Now, the few senior chiefs felt the same, as if Professor Yang was the only one truly earning a living by doing this, and they themselves were mere amateurs.

In the teaching room, sighs and praises intertwined.

Everyone was still reminiscing about the surgeries that had just taken place. The young doctors hoped they could have a chance to manipulate this remote-control toy and achieve a state of mastery similar to their all-night gaming sessions in the past.

After completing the surgeries, Yang Ping, along with his team led by Su Nanchen, arrived at the teaching room to meet everyone and answer their questions.

The department heads were quite calm, slightly nodded their heads, and then proceeded with handshakes.

Professor Su smiled and shook hands with Yang Ping, indicating that Yang Ping didn’t need to worry about his presence and could freely interact with everyone.

The young Ph.D.’s and Master’s were a bit uncontrollable, pushing each other eagerly to extend their hands. This was indeed their idol, a young man who earned the title of a professor and was renowned for performing surgeries all over. This was the life every young doctor dreamed of.

Professor Su was usually quite tolerant towards his students, and since it was time for free interaction, he let them go all out.

While August, Robert, and Takahashi were chatting with Song Zimo, Professor Zou took the opportunity to join them.

“Professor August, I am Zou, your student!”

August looked around, then, pulling Professor Zou aside, they left the teaching room and went outside.

“Teacher, don’t you recognize me?”

Professor Zou asked directly.

At that moment, August regained his aura as a top spine surgeon in Europe, nodding his head, “Zou, of course, I remember.”

“Are you in China for a lecture?”

Having confirmed the identity of his teacher, Professor Zou was very excited.

August shook his head:
“Zou, I am in China for further study this time, learning from Professor Yang. If there is anything else, we can talk about it later. During my study period, I don’t want any distractions, please understand why I can’t talk too much now, we have our rules.”

After briefly explaining the situation, August seemed very anxious and couldn’t stay for long.

Except for his fluent Chinese, this man was none other than August, in both demeanor and aura.

“Alright, please don’t talk to me, and don’t greet me either, my current status is a trainee doctor under Professor Yang.”

Saying that, August escaped from the teaching room like a student sneaking out of class.

Moreover, his expression and aura were as if he’d been sealed away, completely losing the demeanor of a world-class professor that he had when he was conversing just a moment ago.

Professor Zou stood in place, watching August’s frantic figure retreating, feeling a strange sense of disorientation.

Seeing his mentor’s earnest and hardworking appearance in treating patients, Professor Zou felt a pang of heartache. What had caused his once proud and invincible mentor to become like this?

Moreover, Professor Zou decided to keep this a secret. If everyone knew that this was the real Professor August, the gold plating he had done in Europe might lose its luster.

“Boss, did they say that the foreigner is Professor August?”

Professor Zou’s doctorate heard everyone discussing and specifically ran out to verify it with his mentor.

Professor Zou glared at his doctoral student: “You believe such words too? That August would help you carry patients?”

The doctoral student wished to slap himself. With such intelligence, he was verifying the rumor with his mentor, after all, would August, the renowned Spinal God of Europe, help him carry patients like a student?

Being scolded by his mentor, the doctoral student blushed up to his neck and left in dismay.

Yang Ping was still answering the doctors’ questions. The new technology, from theory to practice, was entirely novel, and many people had questions. Yang Ping patiently answered them all.

Su Nanchen returned to Professor Su’s side, sat down, and voluntarily disclosed some information: the European Spinal Surgery Guru, August, the American Sports Medicine Guru, Robert, and the Japanese Trauma Orthopedics Great, Takahashi, were all Yang Ping’s trainees.

This clarified August’s identity without a doubt.

Professor Su paused for a moment of thought. Since he was Yang Ping’s trainee, he should be treated as such, without making a fuss or giving any extra attention, otherwise, it would be overdoing it.

A person’s true value is like a fish in water, it transforms into a dragon once it meets the wind and cloud.

Professor Su glanced over at Yang Ping and smiled approvingly. With his astute academic judgement, he concluded that this man would definitely make significant achievements in the future.

Professor Zou returned to the teaching room, with a feeling of loneliness in his heart. When he had some free time, he resolved to secretly pay a visit to his mentor.

Everyone surrounded Yang Ping, asking questions endlessly. Some team leaders were strong-minded initially, but as time went on, they couldn’t sit still and also joined in the barrage of questions.

This was a golden opportunity to communicate face-to-face with Professor Yang and clarify some doubts.

If these young doctors and masters understood the new technology, while the head doctors were still dazed and confused, it would be so awkward.

Time was limited, so the head doctors too began to drop their grandeur and compete with the younger people for a chance to ask questions.

An hour passed by swiftly.

The fast food was brought into the teaching room, as it was routine to have fast food at an academic meeting at noon.

Everyone automatically divided into zones. The front row was left for the dean, the head doctors, and Professor Yang.

The composition of the remainder was determined by their own relationships. For example, a medical team sat together facilitating chat and discussion.

“Dr. Zeng, didn’t you say you knew Professor Yang and have eaten with him at the same table? How come I didn’t see him chatting with you privately?”

A doctoral student asked Dr. Zeng.

Dr. Zeng ate his food silently, regretting his past exaggerations.

When Yang Ping received the Golden Knife Award, Dr. Zeng began to boast that Yang Ping was his friend. They had eaten together several times and Dr. Zeng even described some of Yang Ping’s personal experiences with great detail.

All of this was spiced up public information.

Dr. Zeng assumed that since Yang Ping was at Sanbo Hospital and had nothing to do with their hospital, no one would verify the truth with Yang Ping, allowing his tall tales to grow taller.

He hadn’t expected that Yang Ping would actually come to their hospital to perform spine surgeries.

The risk of social death was pervasive. Dr.Zeng quickly finished his meal, trying to find an excuse to leave.

At this moment, Su Nanchen came over, found Ou Lichun sitting across from Dr. Zeng, and said, “Doctor Ou! Professor Yang invited you to eat with him.”

Dr. Zeng raised his head to look at Ou Lichun, who he often bullied.

Professor Yang invited him over for lunch? Could they possibly know each other?

Ou Lichun didn’t say anything, picked up his lunch box, followed Nanchen over, and saw Yang Ping smiling and waving at him. Then, Ou Lichun was seated next to Yang Ping by Nanchen.

Moreover, the two people sat down and started whispering, as if they were very familiar with each other.

He had often boasted about his good relationship with Professor Yang in front of Ou Lichun.

This was a social death scene!

Dr. Zeng wished he would explode on the spot.