Kim Hosung gratefully held Park Yongjin’s hands.
With so emotion, he said, "Director Park, thank you!"
Park Yonghong: ???
He looked at Kim Hosung with confusion.
Kim Hosung sighed, "Ah, Director Park is really nice. In the past, I misunderstood you. If it weren’t for you... Qiao Qiao’s surgery wouldn’t have been certain!"
"Thanks to your guidance, we were able to find Professor Wu Hui."
Park Yongjin was montarily speechless upon hearing this.
This... damn...
I just wanted to probe Chen Cang’s abilities.
Now look what happened!
Apart from seeing what Chen Cang looks like, I basically know nothing about his depth.
Looking at Kim Hosung’s gratitude towards him, his feelings were extrely complicated.
He sighed, not knowing whether to laugh or cry.
Park Yongjin patted Kim Hosung’s shoulder and smiled, "Mr. Kim, please, listen to my advice and move Kim Pharmaceuticals to An Yang in China!"
"This ti I’m really guiding you!"
Kim Hosung was taken aback for a mont, "Why?"
Park Yongjin sighed nonchalantly, "Chinese neurosurgery will inevitably rise!"
"Moreover, you specialize in nerve growth factors, and Chen Cang’s new drug research institute is here too; you’ll have opportunities to collaborate."
After saying this, Park Yongjin turned and left.
"I’ll head back ho now!"
Then, he walked away without looking back.
During this visit, he didn’t uncover Chen Cang’s depth, but through his students, Park Yongjin could see the unfathomable depth of Chen Cang!
Whether it’s Wu Hui or Yang Yi.
Even among the World Federation of Neurosurgery, they are one-in-a-thousand geniuses!
Honestly, if Wu Hui and Yang Yi joined the competition, they might win the skills championship.
Thinking of this, Park Yongjin suddenly stopped!
At this mont, he was standing right at the entrance of the ergency departnt of the Provincial Second Hospital.
Suddenly, Park Yongjin realized the fearso aspect of Chen Cang!
He finally understood what Chen Cang said to him so days ago, "I won’t participate in the skills competition!"
Indeed!
He wasn’t lying.
Professor Chen Cang truly wouldn’t participate!
Or rather, he really doesn’t need to join the World Neurosurgery Skills Competition.
Because there’s simply no need!
If he were to compete, the competition would turn into a ga!
A ga of eagle catching chickens.
Perhaps no one is a match for Chen Cang!
And Chen Cang is above this.
And just having Chen Cang’s students is enough to win the championship!
At this mont, Park Yongjin was silent.
Because he suddenly hesitated about what he should do?
Should he go back and tell Dean this news?
Or should he proactively turn to Chen Cang?
After so hesitation, Park Yongjin took out a piece of paper from his bag and wrote a letter to Chen Cang.
When passing by security, he handed the letter over: "Give this to Professor Chen Cang."
"Thank you!"
Qin Taishan looked at Park Yongjin with so curiosity but nodded and said, "Alright."
Park Yongjin stood up and left.
He had figured it out.
I am rely a doctor, a scholar.
Concerning Dean, he might recount his observations.
The surgical video would also be given to Dean.
However, if Chen Cang is involved in this election, Park Yongjin might choose Chen Cang.
Not for any other reason.
Simply because Chen Cang is outstanding!
The reason I initially turned to Dean was due to Dean’s excellence, wasn’t it?
It’s a pity!
If Chen Cang had achieved results a year earlier, maybe this year he’d have a chance to run for chairmanship.
But now it’s different.
There’s only a little over a month left.
There are over 300 people including review experts, the council, and vice chairs.
And each vice chair has their own team; Dean was lucky to co across a judging opportunity, where many might feel grateful to him.
Almost!
But just a bit, he believes Chen Cang’s rise, or rather, the rise of Chinese neurosurgery, is already a certainty.
...
...
After arriving in the capital, Chen Cang and team first had a simple al.
After a short break, they headed towards Xiehe.
During the al, Xue Zhengren’s mood stabilized.
He was now full of ambition and passion.
He was even sowhat impatient to share this news with Mr. Peng Ling.
Honestly, Xue Zhengren hadn’t visited the elder in a long ti.
Not that he didn’t want to go.
But because he didn’t dare to.
He felt he’d let down Old Mr. Peng Ling’s dedication and expectations.
But now it’s different!
With Chen Cang’s arrival, Xue Zhengren could hold his head high.
Xue Zhengren had clearly thought it through.
China needs a neurosurgery figurehead.
This person does not need to be Xue Zhengren!
It could be soone else!
It could be Chen Cang, Wu Hui, Yang Yi, or anyone else!
But at least there needs to be such a person.
When they arrived at Xiehe, Director Wang Xing of the Oncology Departnt had been waiting for a while.
"Professor Chen, you’ve arrived!"
"Director Xue, long ti no see."
Wang Xing greeted them.
Chen Cang nodded, "Director Wang, hello, sorry to bother you!"
Wang Xing chuckled and shook his head, "No need to be so polite, Old Mr. Peng Ling isn’t doing well, he just woke up."
"Co on in, everyone."
While speaking, Wang Xing opened the door and walked inside.
Chen Cang and the others followed closely behind.
Wang Xing smiled and spoke to the elderly who was lying in bed, "Academician Peng, look who’s here?"
Peng Ling lay on the bed, listless, with heavy bags under his eyes and nurous wrinkles on his face.
Though over eighty, he seed to look like he’s over ninety.
After a life of toil, what talk of wellness is there?
This stooped, breathing elderly person, yet stands as the backbone of Chinese neurosurgery.
And it is this burdening responsibility that bowed her back and weathered her face.
Upon seeing Chen Cang enter, Peng Ling’s eyes sparkled, staring at Chen Cang, beaming widely.
Smiling joyfully.
Smiling with tears in her eyes.
Too joyous to speak.
After a long while, she managed to say, "You’ve co!"
While speaking, one could see only a few teeth remaining.
Old Mr. Peng Ling attempted to sit up, but struggled with the effort.
Xue Zhengren quickly moved forward to assist.
"Take it slow, Teacher Peng."
Peng Ling patted Xue Zhengren’s hand and laughed gently, saying slowly, "Why did you stop coming?"
Xue Zhengren blushed, "I... I..."
Peng Ling chuckled, "Afraid I’d scold you, huh?"
Xue Zhengren was montarily speechless.
Peng Ling couldn’t help but shake her head, "I don’t bla you, and I never have."
"You’re just too strong-willed!"
Looking at Chen Cang, Peng Ling continued, "You must be Chen Cang!"
"Academician Peng, hello," Chen Cang nodded, approaching the bedside.
Peng Ling laughed, "eting you for the first ti, I’m rather surprised."
"How could soone be so handso, yet so outstanding in research?"
A joke that elicited laughter from everyone.
Peng Ling continued, "Actually, Professor Chen, I’ve read all your papers in the neuroscience field!"
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