However, Jiang Ming did not return to China with the Olympic team.

You can also say that I’m going back to my country first.

Because he doesn’t have to attend the closing ceremony.

He also had no interest in the closing ceremony in England. He had done what he was supposed to do, and had no interest in attending the commendation meeting for the Chinese delegation. He just left quietly.

So he flew to South Korea with APINK early the next morning.

Because now he is also one of the shareholders of Apink Company, he strolled around their girls’ dormitory in the identity of the boss. I have to say that he felt a lot younger after the inspection.

He also stayed in Park Cho-rong’s idol dormitory at night. Because they were a six-member debut group and were no longer trainees, the company rented a four-bedroom apartment for them to facilitate their travel.

There are two beds in one room, which is convenient for Jiang Ming. He can sleep in all six beds at night.

For example, Park Cho-rong and Jung Eun-ji are not roommates, but the three of them can sleep together.

Comfortable!

Zhuangzi was fascinated by butterflies in his dream at dawn, and from then on the king never held court early in the morning!
And because Jiang Ming did not attend the closing ceremony, he was praised by the CCTV commentator, who said that as a doctor, Jiang Ming did not seek exposure and kept his achievements to himself, and that he deserved everyone’s admiration.

Can you even brag about this?

Jiang Ming was stunned when he got up from Apink’s apartment. As expected, once people become famous, rich and capable, they will have more friends around them all of a sudden, and even strangers will praise them.

But what needs to be done has to be done. After cupping the girls one by one in the morning to remove moisture, Jiang Ming rushed directly to the imperial capital of China.

I also saw Hui Ruoqi, who was still running a fever, at the Third Hospital of the Imperial Capital. It was impossible to let outsiders see her, but who was Jiang Ming? The national team also wanted Hui Ruoqi to get better soon.

“There’s something wrong with my heart.”

Jiang Ming frowned after looking at Hui Ruoqi, who was now extremely haggard.

Some injuries are caused by nature, while others are man-made.

This is.

But he couldn’t blame her for anything. It had already happened, and it was she who insisted on training with the team despite having a fever, not wanting to miss the Olympics held every four years. She did nothing wrong.

Coupled with the recent public opinion about the poor performance of the women’s volleyball team in the Olympics, Hui Ruoqi’s physical condition is very poor.

Hui Ruoqi took Jiang Ming’s hand and said:

“Miracle doctor! What should I do now? Can I still play volleyball?”

After reading all her examination reports, Jiang Ming said coldly:

“You should have surgery right now. Your arm is dislocated and it’s inflamed after the surgery. You’re forcing yourself to play volleyball and have a high fever. This kind of training method has caused you to have a heart attack. You’re going to die, you know that?”

This not only frightened Hui Ruoqi, but also the leaders and doctors next to her. They had all seen Jiang Ming’s amiable side on TV, but had never seen him so scary.

The main thing is that these are the words of the genius doctor Jiang Ming. His words are like the imperial sword, so there must be something wrong.

After that, it was very simple. After communication between the leaders of the Chinese Olympic delegation, the hospital, the women’s volleyball team, Hui Ruoqi’s team, and her family, she was soon notified to be transferred to the Tomorrow Clinic in Jinling.

Jiang Ming’s promise to her was simple:
“This is the first surgery in the clinic tomorrow. It has to succeed no matter how hard it tries. Do you understand me?”

Hui Ruoqi nodded quickly:
“Understood! Follow Doctor Jiang’s instructions!”

Then when Hui Ruoqi really arrived at the Tomorrow Clinic, she realized the value of Jiang Ming’s words. The facilities of the Tomorrow Clinic.
There was a small bridge, flowing water, and a big gourd at the door. She wanted to take a picture of it through the car window. If you didn’t know, you would think they were in a resort.

And the attending physician for the surgery was Jiang Ming!

No wonder he said he had to succeed no matter what, it turned out that he did it himself.

Moreover, when she signed the consent form for the surgery, she also saw the names of other doctors who would be performing the surgery.

A simple search shocked her. Michiko Daimon and Byakuya Yukimura were both among the surgeons.

This is too exaggerated.

Originally she didn’t know the meaning of these names, but after a quick search on Baidu, she found out that Daimon Michiko, formerly the strongest freelance doctor in Japan, is now the chief surgeon at Tomorrow Clinic.

And Xuecun Baiye is even stronger, he is directly the vice president of the Jinling campus!

Is it equivalent to the cooperation between two deans and one director?

Not to mention that the nurses are led by chief nurse Fang Xiaotong. Fang Xiaotong knows that the story of a beautiful nurse from Dongli Hospital who resigned was even reported in the newspaper.

It seems that Fang Xiaofeng is also a consultant.
When Jiang Ming opened the pre-operative meeting, he talked more about the importance of this heart surgery, because they have performed heart surgery many times, but this one is the first major surgery when the Jinling branch of the clinic officially opens tomorrow.

“We must give our hospital a good start in fighting the disease!”

In order to win this battle and to demonstrate the level of the clinic’s medical team tomorrow, Jiang Ming also asked all medical staff to watch from outside. After all, such opportunities will be rare in the future.

It can also be said that it will never appear again.

Because after the official opening, no one will have time to watch an operation together.

Tomorrow Clinic Jinling Branch.

Inside the brand new surgical operating room.
Doctors were making a small incision in a tall girl’s calf, then inserting a tube and slowly inserting it into the girl’s heart.

The shadowless lamp in the operating room shapes the doctors’ shadows into a cross.

Jiang Ming’s fingertips were suspended 0.5 centimeters away from Hui Ruoqi’s chest, and the artificial blood vessels were glowing with pearly luster in the low-temperature preservation tank.

Michiko Daimon’s custom-made scissors had cut open the fourth intercostal space, and Jiang Ming was dancing on the sternum with a bone saw – this heart transplant operation, which had attracted much attention from the women’s volleyball team and its fans, was being carried out with an accuracy of 0.01 mm.

“Blood pressure 40/25!” the anesthesiologist’s roar broke through the beeping of the ECG monitor.

Jiang Ming’s pupils suddenly shrank. The 3.8-centimeter-diameter myxoma in Hui Ruoqi’s left ventricle was transforming into a jellyfish shape with the frequency of her heartbeat. This was the first living mutated tumor he had seen in his ten years of medical practice.

No wonder I keep having a fever!
But it’s no problem!

“Yukimura!”

“Give me three minutes.” Xuecun Baiye suddenly tore off her sterile suit and walked outside. Her fingertips ran over the CT three-dimensional image and she quickly made a decision based on her knowledge.
“The tumor base is wrapped around the anterior descending artery, and coronary blood flow must be restored simultaneously.”

Daimon Michiko’s scissors had already pierced the pericardium, and her signature sneer could be heard through the mist of liquid nitrogen: “Jiang, are you going to cut open the pulmonary artery to steal some time?”

The tip of her knife was suspended in the millimeter error zone, waiting for an instruction that would break the textbook.

“No, let’s try something crazier.” Jiang Ming tore off his sweat-soaked gloves, and the implanted ECMO catheter drilled into the femoral vein like a silver snake:

“Xuecun will be in charge of extracorporeal circulation, Daimon-san will cut off the tumor nerve synapses, and I will perform the heart autotransplant!”

Countdown to cardiac arrest: 7 minutes and 29 seconds!
Hundreds of doctors in the clinic outside the operating room watched Jiang Ming lift Hui Ruoqi’s heart out of her chest. The powerful engine of a volleyball player beat faintly in his palm. The scissors of Daimon Michiko turned into afterimages under the microscope, cutting off 23 tumor pseudopods per second; Xuecun Baiye’s eyes scanned the vascular anastomosis points at a rate of 60 frames per second, and the vocal cords vibrated to output coordinate parameters: “Aortic arch 11 o’clock direction, needle distance 0.3 mm.”

“Ultimatum!” the extracorporeal circulation machine wailed.

Jiang Ming suddenly tore open the sterile curtain, allowing the reflection of the women’s volleyball Olympic gold medal to shine into the surgical field – that was his special psychological anchor point.

Hui Ruoqi’s heart suddenly shook violently in the glow of the gold medal. Jiang Ming’s 7-0 prolene suture crossed the coronary artery along a Bezier curve trajectory, completing epic ventricular remodeling.

When the “thump” of the heartbeat shattered the timer, thunderous applause broke out outside the operating room. Some interns were stunned as they looked at the backs of the three surgeons:
Jiang Ming’s gloves were soaked in blood and cold light, Omon Michiko’s scissors were inserted in her bun like a samurai hairpin, and half a copy of the “Volleyball Girls” comic was rolled up under the hem of Xuecun Baiye’s white coat – that was the spiritual nitrogen pump she prepared specially for Hui Ruoqi this time.

“Madam is hanging!”

“Isn’t Dean Jiang Ming a Chinese medicine doctor?”

“You know nothing. The dean used to be in the Department of Cardiovascular Medicine, and Vice Dean Fang used to be his director.”

“Doesn’t that mean Vice President Fang Xiaofeng is more powerful?” The young man was quickly slapped on the forehead by his director:
“Shut up! You know nothing!”

At this moment, Hui Ruoqi’s parents were the most shocked. How courageous the clinic was to let family members and team members watch from outside. Although they could not see outside from inside, the pressure must have increased exponentially.

But Jiang Ming’s team’s performance in the past few hours can be said to be flawless, and all dangers were quickly avoided!

What is beating under the shadowless lamp is not just the heart, but also the sacred flame that breaks through the dual limits of medicine and competition.

After 1 days.

Hui Ruoqi, who was rescued from the gates of hell, was allowed to be visited, and all the major leaders came to see her.

And most of them come to Mingtian Clinic in the name of visiting her. This private hospital is very special in the country, and Jiang Ming is very famous.

While Jiang Ming is still in Jinling, I’d like to chat with him and take a few photos.

The title has been written in advance, saying that someone inspected the clinic which is about to officially open tomorrow and had in-depth exchanges with the director Jiang Ming.

Unfortunately, there was basically no communication, because Jiang Ming never came out except to make rounds. He was busy coordinating various issues during the trial opening period. He was very busy and had no time for these social engagements.

Moreover, he has a powerful backer behind him and is not afraid of offending anyone.

So later on, several leaders came at the time when Jiang Ming was going to make rounds.

However, even when they met Jiang Ming, he just smiled at them and went to ask about Hui Ruoqi’s situation.

“how’s it going?”

Today, Zhang Changning, a young player of the National Youth Volleyball Team who studies at Jinling Normal University, came to visit Hui Ruoqi. The little girl’s eyes lit up when she saw Jiang Ming’s handsome look with his hands in his pockets.

As she was studying at Jinling University, she knew Jiang Ming’s reputation very well. She had just asked Hui Ruoqi if she could ask Jiang Ming for an autograph or take a photo with him.

Jiang Ming saw her shy look and knew she was another fangirl, so he took the initiative to say:
“You want an autograph or a photo?”

“All!”

Zhang Changning quickly came over with a mobile phone to take a photo, and actually brought a volleyball and asked Jiang Ming to sign his name on the volleyball. This made Jiang Ming feel that such domestic athletes were rare, and he suggested that Zhang Mingji come over to sign.

Because Hui Ruoqi also said that the beautiful captain of the Nanjing Normal University women’s volleyball team in front of her may be the future rising star of the Chinese women’s volleyball team, and she is very strong.

Both of them belong to the Sujiang faction and play in the provincial team, so they have a very good relationship.

“Doctor, after the surgery, will I still have the chance to stand on the volleyball court like her?”

However, Hui Ruoqi returned to the main topic as the conversation went on, which was also what she was most concerned about.

Jiang Ming put his hands in his pockets and thought for a while:
“In fact, if I were you, I would choose to end my athletic career early because it is the least risky.”

Hui Ruoqi’s eyes suddenly turned red, which meant that she couldn’t do strenuous exercise anymore:

“Okay I understand.”

At this time Jiang Ming said:

“However, science and medicine are constantly improving, just like Steve Jobs was waiting for the development of medical technology. One day, I will find a way for you to play. Don’t worry, just focus on your recovery.”

“Okay! I believe you!”

How can you not believe it? Hui Ruoqi is now full of energy after just a few days. If she were in other hospitals, she would probably look pale.

“Tomorrow is the opening ceremony. I’ll give you the small red envelope for patients first. Come on and get well.”

Jiang Ming gave Hui Ruoqi a small red envelope, and seeing Zhang Changning’s pitiful look, he also gave her one.

This is the rule of the clinic tomorrow, that is, every festival and holiday, we will give a red envelope to the hospitalized patients, not much, just 288, for good luck.

And since we are opening tomorrow, we will definitely need red envelopes to celebrate.

“Thank you!”

Zhang Changning blinked happily, and then “excessively” asked for contact information: “I just want to see what the boss’s circle of friends is like!”

After saying this, his face turned red.

A girl’s blush speaks louder than any love words.

Hui Ruoqi was also feeling excited. She thought that once she got better, she would do anything Director Jiang asked her to do!
This guy is so nice! He is so approachable even to a completely unfamiliar junior sister.

“Good~”

Jiang Ming generously gave the contact information, and at night he felt the taste of a 1 meter tall girl in his villa in Jinling.
The next day.

Tomorrow is the last day of the clinic’s trial operation and the first day of its official opening. The entrance and interior of the clinic are crowded with patients and reporters, but under the guidance of the uncle everyone is queuing in an orderly manner.

Those who wanted to take photos lined up, those who wanted to register lined up, and those waiting to watch the opening ceremony in the square were like watching a music festival, with a bunch of young and old people crowding in the front row.

Young people and old people crowded together, which was also a fantastic sight.
The elderly are die-hard believers in traditional Chinese medicine, while the young people are fans of Jiang Ming, Jiang Muyan and others.

Everyone at the clinic will be assembled tomorrow!

This time there were no celebrities coming to support the event, only medical experts, including Sean, Jiang Muyan, Fang Xiaofeng and Fang Xiaotong, Robert, and even Thomas Reese and the entire Trail Blazers medical team.

However, since the business was already in official operation, the opening ceremony was very brief, and the mayor of Gulou District was not even qualified to press the gourd that symbolized the opening.

Instead, it was I.M. Pei, Jiang Ming, Shih Wei Shu Ji and Sheng Wei Shu Ji who opened the business together.

After pressing the button, the big gourd at the door began to flow with gurgling water according to I.M. Pei’s design, which was full of meaning.

“Done! It’s South Korea time, comrade Muyan!” (End of this chapter)