Ward of the General Surgery Department.
Dean Wu Senior lay on the bed with his eyes closed.
With his rank, he could stay in the so-called VIP ward or the VIP ward. But Dean Wu Senior was stubborn, and he insisted on staying in a normal ward.
The General Surgery Department arranged a two-person room for him. The patient in the other bed was discharged on the same day, and no new patients were arranged to stay in the ward. Family members could also sleep in the ward with the patient, and it was just as convenient. The only difference was that the VIP ward lacked a small reception room, and there were no refrigerators, microwave ovens, or other household appliances.
Dean Wu Senior could not remain calm. He mentioned it twice, and when he saw his family members and students coming and going, he could not rest even if there was someone else in the room, so he could only give up and quietly think about his own matters.
His liver cancer was still in the early stage, and he did not feel anything. But he was already eighty years old, and after two consecutive days of checkups and hospitalization, coupled with the continuous visitors, the old man soon became mentally exhausted.
Even Dean Wu Senior's granddaughter felt a little tired.
She held her grandfather's withered palm in one hand and sat on the chair beside the bed with her eyes closed to rest until she heard the knocking sound of leather shoes in the corridor again.
"Someone's here again." His granddaughter sighed and stood up. She worked in Yun Hua High School and was now the director of the teaching office. But it was much more tiring to deal with visitors than to criticize students.
Dean Wu Senior opened his eyes gently. His heart was not very good, and if he was woken up from his deep sleep, he would feel very uncomfortable.
* Bang. *
* Bang bang. *
Someone knocked on the ward door three times, and the nurse on duty came in first.
"Madam Wu, Dean Wu Junior and the specialists are here." The nurse's words were a little vague, but it was clear.
Madam Wu immediately stood up. She still had hope for her father's illness.
A few seconds later, Dean Wu Junior came in. He nodded at his daughter and looked at the situation in the ward before he turned around and said, "Dad, I've hired a specialist who specializes in early-stage liver cancer in the elderly. You won't even know who it is."
"I don't care who it is." Dean Wu Senior's tone was very stiff. He was a pragmatic person. He did not believe in ghosts or gods, nor did he believe in the afterlife. He had been thrifty all his life, wishing that he could invest all his resources into reproduction and learning. He was even unwilling to see his own illness.
Dean Wu Senior looked at his son firmly and said, "You don't have to persuade me, and don't lie to me either. I know more famous medical experts in the country than you do, and I don't know any less than you do. Who can you invite? There's no need to invite him over. My body is already in such a state. If I let him bear the name of killing a teacher for no reason, I'll feel guilty when I leave. It'll be awkward for you to meet again. Isn't that right? "
Dean Wu Senior had said something similar before, but it was not as serious as what he said this time. Dean Wu Junior's nostrils heated up, and he felt like tearing up.
"Grandpa, don't think too much about it." Mrs. Wu was almost 40 years old, and she couldn't hold back her emotions.
Dean Wu Senior shook his head lightly. "When people get old, their bodies will deteriorate, but their minds can still be changed …"
"Dad." Dean Wu Junior did not let his father continue. He pretended to be happy and said, "The expert I invited today is different. I think you'll be happy."
As he spoke, he coughed a few times. Zuo Cidian entered first, and then Ling Ran entered.
Dean Wu Senior and his granddaughter's eyes lit up at the same time.
"It's Ling Ran." Dean Wu Senior recognized Ling Ran's name at first glance. Even though he had long left his frontline position in Yun Hua University's medical school, his home was in the university, and he would attend various activities every year. He would give speeches once or twice, so he was still very familiar with the famous students in Yun Hua University.
This was especially true for students like Ling Ran, who were handsome and had good grades. Dean Wu Senior could be said to be very satisfied.
However, no matter how satisfied he was, he did not expect that the expert today was Ling Ran.
"Ling Ran is now the best expert in hepatectomy in Yun Hua Hospital." Dean Wu Junior chuckled and introduced Ling Ran to his father.
Dean Wu Senior's first reaction was to frown and say, "Don't flatter him. Ling Ran is still young, why would he fight for the first place?"
"I won't fight, I won't fight." Dean Wu Junior felt that there was a chance when he heard that. He smiled from the bottom of his heart and said to Ling Ran and the others, "My father has not been as energetic as he used to be for the past two years, and he has been paying less attention to the hospital."
Ling Ran became famous in the medical circle. For old cadres like Dean Wu Senior who were not even second-string doctors, the news had not reached him yet.
Dean Wu Junior was in a slightly better mood. When he saw that his father wanted to sit up, he quickly went forward and pulled the bed up a little. He said, "Dad, I'm not lying. Doctor Ling's hepatectomy skills are indeed the best in the country. Now, if Changxi Province wants to hire a hepatectomy expert, Doctor Ling will be the first choice."
"That's because he's young." Dean Wu Senior did not buy it.
Dean Wu Junior smiled and said, "Then, I'll put it in another way. I won't admit that once I walk out of this door, but I know that Doctor Ling now costs ten thousand RMB per surgery, right?"
Freelance surgery was still a rather shady activity. Low-level doctors talked about it without restraint because they were not qualified to perform freelance surgery. But when senior doctors talked about it, they could not help but be secretive.
But regardless of whether they admitted it or not, freelance surgery was a realistic topic. What was more realistic was the price of freelance surgery.
A doctor who cost three thousand RMB per surgery and a doctor who cost five thousand RMB per surgery were not the same type of doctor. There was a huge difference between a doctor who cost six thousand RMB per surgery and a doctor who cost ten thousand RMB per surgery.
It was true that Dean Wu Senior left the frontline, but he still understood it.
In a place like Changxi Province, freelance surgeries that cost ten thousand RMB per surgery could really be said to be the best. There might be freelance surgeries that cost two to three thousand RMB per surgery, but it was basically a coincidence for freelance surgeries to cost ten thousand RMB or even twenty thousand RMB per surgery.
The relationship between money and life was an ethical topic that the entire medical system was unwilling to talk about. However, the power contained in money was necessary to maintain life.
Dean Wu Senior stared at Ling Ran with a smile and asked, "Ling Ran just graduated two or three years ago, right? It's not easy for him to perform surgeries in other hospitals, right?"
"Most of the surgeries in other hospitals are not as good as Yun Hua Hospital, but most of the doctors' cooperation is still up to standard." Ling Ran calmly gave his evaluation, but what he said was different from what Dean Wu Senior said.
Dean Wu Senior had come into contact with Ling Ran more than once. He could not help but smile and said, "I didn't expect that … Hmm, then let Doctor Ling take a look at my illness."
Just as Dean Wu Junior had planned, as a young doctor who graduated from Yun Hua University, Ling Ran's appearance gave Dean Wu Senior too many reasons to persist in treatment instead of blindly giving up on treatment.
"Then, let me perform a physical examination for you first." Ling Ran did not say much and went straight to work.
Dean Wu Senior struggled to look at Ling Ran's technique, and he nodded repeatedly. "Good, well done. During my time, there weren't as many instruments and machines as there are now. We had to rely on physical examinations …"
"Please don't speak." Ling Ran looked at Dean Wu Senior with a serious expression.
Dean Wu Senior was stunned when he was interrupted, but in the next moment, he laughed out loud.
"You can't laugh either." Ling Ran pressed his hand on Dean Wu Senior's stomach and gave another order.
Dean Wu Senior laughed even louder.
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