The Godfather of Surgery

On the fourth day after Yang Ping visited Professor Feng in the ICU, Professor Feng was released from the ventilator, stopped using sedatives, and recovered.

Mo Liu immediately acted to prepare for Professor Feng's surgery. Professor Feng woke up and Professor Zhang stayed by the bed.

Senior brother, why are you here? Professor Feng burst into tears.

Professor Zhang sat on the edge of the bed and patted the back of Professor Feng's hand: It's not for your surgery, you are too thin to donate your body, I'm afraid the quality is not up to standard. go.

Professor Feng smiled bitterly, and the old brother did not forget to make fun of him at this time.

Is Jian Gong also here?

Although Professor Feng woke up not long ago, his mind was still awake.

Professor Zhang nodded: I've been here for a few days, and I've been staying in the hotel next to you. When you first got on the ventilator, he also came and watched you through the glass in the visiting corridor.

Why don't you come in, this child. Professor Feng said angrily.

Professor Zhang snorted: You slapped him away for fifteen years, how dare he see you, I'm afraid that you will immediately attack him when you see him.

Professor Feng glanced at the ward, and there were ICU doctors and nurses guarding it. Professor Zhang understood and asked the doctors and nurses: You all go to work, I will chat with Professor Feng.

The doctors and nurses in the ICU walked away, and they were relieved that there was Professor Zhang, not to mention the video surveillance, in case of an accident, they could be rescued.

You know, for the past fifteen years, I've been thinking about this. Jiangong is more serious and cautious than Zhigang. How could it be possible to use a periosteal peeler to press the rod? Professor Feng had just woken up, very weak, with a cough in his speech. .

Professor Zhang patted his back and asked him to cough up the phlegm from his respiratory tract to ease it: The patient developed quadriplegia after the operation. We went to the operating table together and reopened the patient's cervical spinal canal. The cervical spinal cord was indeed contused and hard. There is still a hematoma under the membrane, we made an incision, removed the hematoma and decompressed it, and finally the patient’s limb muscle strength recovered to level three and stopped, leaving a lifelong disability.”

Unfortunately! Professor Feng felt a little more comfortable.

Professor Zhang took his phlegm wrapped in a tissue and threw it into the trash: It's a mystery, who used the periosteal stripper to contusion? But I'm sure it wasn't Han Jiangong, although he admitted it himself.

Senior brother, I've been thinking, I'm afraid Jiangong already knew about my relationship with Zhigang and wanted Zhigang to take over my position, but I've made up my mind, he has no choice, just take this opportunity to push the boat along the way and fulfill Zhigang. ? Professor Feng sighed.

Professor Zhang looked at Professor Feng and said, I haven't told you this for fifteen years. I have been paying attention to this matter since then, you know? Zhigang secretly visits this patient every year, and successively subsidizes this patient. A lot of money, and he also helped the patient's son find a good job in Modu, and the patient's family is very grateful to him.

Why didn't you tell me? I don't know any of this! I've always wondered. From what I know about them, Jiangong won't make mistakes like that, and won't run away because of my slap. Professor Feng vaguely His intuition was confirmed by Professor Zhang.

Lao Liao, the anesthesiologist at the time, asked me about this in private, and heard Zhigang and Jiangong's whispered conversation. Probably Jiangong suggested to report to you, but Zhigang refused. He couldn't hear it very clearly, so he wasn't sure, didn't dare. Let me tell you. Everything points to the proof that Zhigang should be the one who made the mistake at that time, and the meritorious deeds are just pushing the boat with the current and making Zhigang complete. Professor Zhang explained it all.

Why didn't you tell me earlier? Professor Feng burst into tears.

Professor Zhang shook his head: You still don't know about this kid, Jiangong? If he is determined to achieve Quanzhigang, there is nothing we can do, not to mention I know what's going on, it's been a few years, I'm still guessing, and there's no evidence at that time. Zhigang has already taken the position of director, Jiangong has been away for a few years, raw rice is cooked, what should we do? One has been destroyed, and the other will be destroyed? Or your son, how can I do it?

Professor Zhang lowered his voice.

Professor Feng burst into tears: Where's Zhigang, why hasn't he arrived yet? Let him come over!

I asked him to go to your house to get something, and I will have an operation tomorrow, maybe I really won't be able to get off. I didn't do what you said I did. I think you still have a breath, let him call you Dad. Professor Zhang was a little excited, but his voice was very low.

I'm not worthy, so I've been— Professor Feng gasped.

Professor Zhang stroked his chest: You deserve it, you have never let them down, it's just that things are impermanent and things go wrong.

Professor Feng waved his hand and was speechless. Professor Zhang comforted him: Okay, the one who will perform the surgery for you tomorrow is a student of Jiangong. The young man is extremely talented. The three American experts strongly recommend him to be the surgeon. He can perform your surgery. 80 percent success rate.

How is that possible, don't comfort me, but I don't care how much success rate is there. Professor Feng sighed.

——

According to Professor Zhang's request, Hong Zhigang rushed to Professor Feng's house, which he was very familiar with and came here often.

He fumbled, took the key that Professor Zhang gave him, and opened the drawer of the desk in the study. There was an old notebook inside, which seemed to be a diary.

This is what Professor Zhang asked himself to help the teacher with. He carefully opened the notebook, and an old photo appeared in it. Hong Zhigang immediately hit the top like a thunderbolt.

With trembling hands, he picked up the photo—isn't this photo his own mother?

It's exactly the same as the photo you saved. Why does the teacher have this photo?

This is the only photo left by my mother, a beautiful face with a bright smile and a ponytail, and the background is the picture of the Xiaohe peach tree in the photo studio.

According to his uncle, his mother died of a heart attack on the third day after giving birth to him. Hong Zhigang's understanding of his mother was the photo that his uncle gave him, and now his teacher also has it here.

Under the photo is a letter that reads: My son Hong Zhigang personally opened it

my son? Hong Zhigang?

Hong Zhigang was dizzy, he resisted the irritation and opened the envelope.

Zhigang, when I read this letter, my teacher has passed away, --- the love between me and your mother was not able to come together due to special reasons, but we never gave up on each other. Your mother did not affect my future. , didn't tell me about the pregnancy. Before she left, she told your uncle not to affect me because of this. And for this love, I have never been married for the rest of my life. I didn't know your true identity until your uncle came to me. At that time, you were already preparing for an internship -- you didn't dare to call yourself a father -- you felt so guilty for your teacher, and if you knew the real situation at that time, you would have picked up your mother anyway. -- time wasted, decades passed in a blink of an eye -- only I beg one thing. There is a set of clothes in the safe in the study. It was my work clothes when I went to the countryside in Huzhou. I also wore this clothes to know your mother. Xue is next to each other, we can't be together in life, I hope we can be together after death—

Hong Zhigang burst into tears and understood everything, but everything was too sudden and too bizarre.

This 80-year-old old man is a love story like a song and tears, and the sacrifices made by both parties in order to stick to their love.

In order not to affect the father's future, the mother lied that she was going to marry, and asked the father to find a suitable person to marry and start a family as soon as possible.

For this love, my father remained unmarried all his life. Later, he went to Huzhou to find his mother, and what he saw was a pile of loess.

Hong Zhigang sat slumped on the chair, he no longer blamed the lonely old man, his father, the father he had never met, was actually the mentor who always accompanied him like a loving father.

I still remember that the first time we met, in the corridor of the Magic Six Orthopedics Department, the teacher was walking over with the students, the white coats were neat and straight, Hong Zhigang and Han Jiangong were standing in the corridor, the teacher saw them shy and told them to stop .

Hong Zhigang was very nervous, thinking that he had made a mistake and was ready to accept severe criticism. The teacher just reached out to help Hong Zhigang button a button on his white lab coat, and then helped him tidy up his clothes.

Keep your head up, lift your spirits, and learn to respect and enjoy your work.

It turns out that the place where the teacher's heart is filled is the place where the lover is. He has never been married and is waiting for the sacred love in his heart.

The depth of love, the pain of thinking, decades, how many lonely nights, this old man is missing his lover.

According to the code on the letter, Hong Zhigang opened the safe in the study room. Inside was a set of white lab coats, which were neatly folded. He carefully took them out.