Free Web NovelChapter 824: Chapter 322: Bentall Procedure, ECMO Artificial Lung, Tug-of-War with Death!
Hu Yaohua waved his hand.
The camera then showed his back getting farther away as he turned around.
"Good luck!"
"Good luck, Dean Hu! Senior Yunzhou!!"
"This really is a tug-of-war with death."
"I don’t know why, but seeing Dean Hu’s back made my eyes inexplicably moist."
...
The live stream ended after the video was cut off.
After the lecture.
Zhang Lingchuan had his first face-to-face talk with the principal.
"Xiaochuan, I heard from Dean Hu that you want to pursue further studies. The papers you’ve published have caught the attention of our professors, and at Northeastern University’s Clinical Medical College, you can directly skip the review and go straight to the interview..."
In an office.
Feng Xicai handed Zhang Lingchuan a cup of warm water.
Old Shen was sitting on the side.
"???"
Old Shen’s eyes widened, feeling a bit uneasy upon hearing the principal’s words.
"As for the veterinary field, Dean Shen, you don’t need to worry. Xiaochuan can pursue two degrees. Our school’s staff has already consulted the ministry, and granting dual degrees in Clinical Veterinary Medicine is feasible not only at the undergraduate and master’s levels but also for doctorates."
Feng Xicai said to Shen Changming.
"Principal Feng... This isn’t about veterinary matters; this is my safety at stake!!"
Shen Changming rubbed his forehead.
Was he worried that Xiaochuan wouldn’t study veterinary science in the future?
Mainly, he was afraid of getting beaten to death by his wife!
After all, his wife had already said that Xiaochuan should directly pursue a doctorate at the Provincial Hospital, and now this was akin to handing the He Shi Bi to the enemy... Can he still go home tonight?
He might get hammered by Ms. Huang as soon as he steps in the door.
"Comrade Shen Changming, you’re part of Northeastern University too, don’t be of one mind with someone else."
Feng Xicai chuckled.
He knew well that Shen Changming’s wife was the deputy dean of the Provincial Hospital and that Old Shen was even more henpecked than Dean Hu Yaohua, who had studied in the ’Under the Thumb’ region for ten years. So, he playfully teased him.
The principal is human too.
In private, he would joke and tease those he was familiar with, just like everyone else.
Although Shen Changming was just the dean of the School of Veterinary Medicine, he was a chief expert, giving him a rather high status in the university, and he was rumored to be a strong candidate for future vice principal.
He had known Feng Xicai, the principal, for a very long time, which was why there were private jokes like this.
"Principal Feng..."
Shen Changming hesitated to speak.
Zhang Lingchuan didn’t express any opinions.
The only thing he knew was that it seemed to be easier to apply for a doctorate now.
At this school, there’s no need to fill in any application materials. Just directly attend the interview, pass it, and you can study.
And it seemed that the Provincial Hospital had offered a similar condition before.
Whether to choose the Provincial Hospital or stay at this school, he felt there was a high probability he would choose the Provincial Hospital.
Although Northeastern University is his alma mater.
At nine-thirty.
After saying goodbye to the principal and Old Shen, Zhang Lingchuan saw Song Wanqing waiting outside.
"Master Zhang."
Song Wanqing greeted Zhang Lingchuan.
"Xiaosong, why are you waiting for me outside? Didn’t you all say there was a small dinner gathering tonight? Was it canceled?"
It was a bit cold at night.
It was even snowing a little.
Song Wanqing, a small, thin figure, was waiting outside the teaching building. For some reason, Zhang Lingchuan felt inexplicably... hard to describe, just very complex.
Moreover, they had said they were going to have a gathering.
Could it be canceled because it was too late?
"How could it be canceled, Master Zhang? Everyone is waiting for you, just asked me to pick you up. Let’s go, I’ll take you to the largest midnight snack city at Qianwei Campus for a supper."
Song Wanqing took Zhang Lingchuan’s arm and walked forward.
Snow fell on the winter night, gently clinging to them, and before long, it had whited the hats on their heads.
On the other side of the hospital.
The surgery had already started.
To be on the safe side, he had pulled in the General Surgery Director, Cardiothoracic Director, Deputy Director, Vascular Surgery Director, Deputy Director, and arranged for ECMO to escort throughout, which was something that costs tens of thousands as soon as it’s turned on.
"Beep beep beep—"
In the operating room.
Doctors in sterile gowns were operating with solemn expressions, with only noises of concentration in the surgery room.
Because they were in a tug-of-war with death, trying to win back the life of this 22-year-old.
And at the BBQ city near Qianwei Campus.
In a small private room.
"Senior Zhang!"
"Ah! Senior Zhang, Qingqing, you’re finally here~"
"The dishes are just arriving, come on, let’s eat."
Seeing Zhang Lingchuan and Song Wanqing arrive, everyone smiled and stood up to greet them.
"???"
Song Wanqing took off her hat and mask, her beautiful eyes full of question marks.
"Tingting, Yunyun, didn’t you say you’d only have one drink yourself? Why is there so much alcohol??"
She was completely stunned because there was so much alcohol on site, even absurd amounts of white wine, cocktails, and beer. What was this group planning?
"Uh uh uh..."
Zhang Lingchuan also looked a bit surprised.
Is this actually a drinking party?
"Oh, Qingqing, Senior Zhang, the alcohol is mainly for Hui Mei. She just broke up and is in a bad mood. You and Senior Zhang can just eat if you can’t drink."
"Right, right, it’s for Hui Mei. We can eat and chat. There are plenty of dishes here, right?"
Yunyun and Tingting were clearly lively types.
They smiled and explained.
The only thing was that their smiles were a bit overly warm.
"That’s right, that’s right, I broke up, and I’m drinking..."
Hui Mei was apparently caught off guard but quickly nodded, indicating she had just broken up.
