Surgery Godfather-Chapter 445 - 406 Space Rescue
Chapter 445: Chapter 406: Space Rescue
Chapter 445: Chapter 406: Space Rescue
Robert’s planning for his days in the United States was rational, neither rushed nor sluggish and wasteful in terms of time.
Yang Ping’s goal of coming to the United States had been fully realized. The five surgeries were successfully conducted, an equipment patent was successfully sold, and the $20 million raised was already credited, relieving the financial worries for his research.
Everything turned out much smoother than expected. As Bacon said, knowledge equates to power, or rather, technology equals money, and there seems nothing wrong with that.
In addition, he would have an annual revenue of $20 million for the next twenty years, providing ongoing funding for the research projects and ensuring Yang Ping no longer needed to penny-pinch.
In the future, Yang Ping would have enough energy to realize his ambitions.
Xiao Su was right, only with money could one be free and fully express his talents.
Musk, for instance, is headstrong because of his strong ability to earn money and explore fields he’s interested in.
Money is not a bad thing, let alone excrement. A gentleman values wealth in the right way.
In the past, Yang Ping had many bizarre ideas yet without the chance to realize them. Now, with the support of the system, realizing them wouldn’t face any barriers. Even if he failed, the only losses would be points.
During his time in the United States, Yang Ping had started experimenting within the system space laboratory.
Although the system space doesn’t occupy real time, whether in the operating room, laboratory, or library, all are like a closed real world space where no one interacts with Yang Ping.
In a closed space, there’s a limit to human psychological endurance, a natural weakness of people. The limit for ordinary people stands between three to five days; special agents with special training might hold on longer, making it several times that of an ordinary person.
Once the limit is exceeded, psychological breakdown is inevitable, which may lead to mental disorder, such as schizophrenia.
That Yang Ping can keep up for several months while maintaining a healthy mental state is beyond normal.
Without this ability and mental fortitude, he might not be able to handle this devil system.
The mental state when entering system space is related to the mental state at the moment of entering. That’s why one can have the longest stay when entering calmly.
The next two days were given for visiting Robert’s clinic and attending teaching rounds at New York Orthopedic Hospital’s Sports Medicine Department.
Yang Ping was generally pleased with Robert’s arrangements.
But the decoration of the clinic confused Yang Ping. With Chinese knots, Fu characters, and red lanterns hanging on the front door, the most outrageous thing was the Chinese double happiness symbol on the red shrouds worn by the etiquette ladies.
This idea didn’t come from a Chinatown wedding planner, rather it was Robert’s. Despite the company’s repeated warnings that it was inappropriate for the occasion, Robert insisted: “Be creative, don’t stick to formalities. Only by combining various festive elements can we create an extraordinary effect.”
Indeed, the effect was impressive. Yang Ping asked in amazement, “Who came up with this setting?”
“I personally designed this layout,” Robert proclaimed proudly.
“You’re a genius!” Yang Ping patted Robert’s sturdy shoulder.
Robert was tickled pink. Boss Cheng and Huang Jiacai, too, gave Robert thumbs up for his unique application of Chinese culture.
Boss Cheng and Huang Jiacai also reaped a lot, as Old Cheng had a thorough look at the New York Orthopedic Hospital and Robert’s clinic.
On Friday, as Professor Robert, Yang Ping did rounds in the Sports Medicine Department of New York Orthopedic Hospital. The rounds lasted a whole four hours.
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After a Q&A session and a lecture, the doctors of New York Orthopedic Hospital were completely conquered, even the toughest nuts were cracked. This round became truly instructive.
Professor Rongge enthusiastically invited Yang Ping to perform rounds at the joint replacement center, but unfortunately, Yang Ping was completely exhausted and could not do another large-scale round, so he had to decline.
This frustrated Rongge, fearing he and Robert’s tech capabilities would diverge from now on.
Yang Ping’s five-day stay in America flew by, and he was set to leave the United States on Saturday.
John Ansen was unable to leave Houston at short notice, so he called Yang Ping several times to apologize.
Griffin and Woodhead found the time to come to New York and meet with Yang Ping, both fervently invited him to visit their hospitals for exchange.
Regrettably, time was tight. He had to return home as planned-with many things back in China waiting for him.
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At the Washington headquarters of the United States Aeronautics and Space Administration, upon receiving Collins’ report, the chief medical officer immediately summoned Chief Jim Basa for an emergency meeting. Seeing as lives were at stake, the department head immediately called for an emergency meeting.
What else was there to discuss? The doctors had done their planning and were just waiting for Basa’s approval. Wasn’t there a rocket launch mission in over ten days? Let SpaceX’s Falcon 9 launch earlier and lift the Dragon Spaceship to space with Susan and medical supplies.
Merritt Island on the east coast of Florida in the United States, home to the Kennedy Space Center.
Even though the Falcon 9 rocket was ready, its sudden early launch disrupted the plan, requiring pre-launch inspections to be conducted in advance, weather assessments to be made, and personnel adjustments to be replanned.
As an astronaut, Susan had been in constant training and could go to space at any time.
However, she needed specific training on cerebral angiography. Radiology experts from the Mayo Clinic were invited to Houston to train Dr. Susan on how to complete an angiography in a microgravity environment. She only needed to successfully perform the procedure, and the interpretation of the images would be left to the doctors on the ground.
The list of drugs and equipment prescribed by Collins was procured by NASA’s Department of Supplies at the fastest speed, but these items weren’t easy to come by. Both the drugs and the equipment needed modifications.
The X-ray machine that could perform digital subtraction angiography wasn’t compatible with rocket transportation and use on the space station. The manufacturer was asked to make modifications to suit this mission.
The contrast agent, iohexol, was required to be made into a ready-to-use syringe loading model. Extracting liquid from a bottle on the space station is a laborious task for anyone.
Fortunately, astronauts had undergone allergy tests for commonly used medications on the ground, and their records were kept. Steven was not allergic to iodine contrast.
Otherwise, it would be a hassle if the medication was transported all the way up there and then an allergy test had to be performed, and it turned out to be positive.
The lights in Building 1 of Space City in Houston were often on all night long.
Attentive journalists sensed something unusual and started making inquiries: what was happening in Houston?
Was it a rocket launch explosion? It should have been earth-shattering. It seemed that there was a problem with the International Space Station.
Was it another drilling leak? It couldn’t be that simple. The office of the medical team had the longest nights and most frequent shifts.
It must be a problem with the astronaut’s health. The journalists became interested. This was something that Americans cared about the most.
Even the president’s office affairs could be written about in magazines and other media outlets, these reporters dare to write about anything.
NASA was candid, satisfying everyone’s curiosity by holding a press conference to tell them to be patient. Astronaut Steven encountered a slight problem—his heart rate slowed down. The cause was still under investigation, but NASA was confident in solving the problem. They have planned to send Dr. Susan and a batch of drugs and medical instruments to the space station by rocket.
Astronauts were all physically fit and underwent multiple full-body examinations before going to space. However, it didn’t mean that they couldn’t fall ill on the space station. There was nothing to worry about, and most journalists dispersed.
A few journalists thought the issue wasn’t as simple. A small problem that required a doctor and medication to be sent by rocket at a cost of hundreds of millions of US dollars? Weren’t there nine medicine boxes up there? The Russians had more than a dozen. Couldn’t small issues be resolved with over twenty medicine boxes?
When an astronaut on the International Space Station caught a cold, NASA didn’t hold a press conference.
These journalists were relentless. They soon found out that a huge team of doctors from Mayo, Johns Hopkins, etc., had gone to Houston for a meeting. Was this still a small issue?
Collins set the phones of the bureau chief, colleagues, and family members to the whitelist, and all other calls were blocked.
He checked the medical assistance plan for Steven item by item. Some had been implemented, and some were not yet.
Susan had mastered cerebral angiography and started training on how to handle and rescue from accidental situations, such as allergies caused by the contrast agent and acute renal failure.
We hope Steven will be fine. If there were no organic lesions in his intracranial blood vessels, he could take atropine orally to increase his heart rate. Monitor for a period of time without abnormality, Steven can return to Earth. As long as he could come back, everything would be fine.
The worst was the one in a thousand possibility that John Ansen worried about. If that happened, it would leave people helpless.
Collins prayed that Steven would be fine.
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While waiting for his flight, Boss Cheng bought a copy of The New York Times and saw the news about Steven.
“Musk is going to make a few hundred million US dollars again. Is this reusable Falcon 9 rocket of his really reliable? Does it really have the capabilities he boasts, or is he just boasting?” Boss Cheng asked Huang Jiacai.
Huang Jiacai was also reading a book: “Is NASA’s money for anyone to make? Could anybody without real capabilities handle this? If Old Ma wanted to boast, there would be ten thousand comfortable ways to do so. He didn’t need to brag about launching rockets, which is physically demanding and thankless.”
“That’s true. Look, this Steven guy has health problems, his heart rate has slowed down. Now NASA wants to deliver doctors and medication by rocket express. Is this real or fake?” Old Cheng was very interested, and the newspaper rustled as he shook it.
“The International Space Station?” Huang Jiacai closed his book.
“Yeah!” Old Cheng continued to read.
Huang Jiacai leaned over to look: “Are they planning a space rescue?”
Yang Ping was resting, thinking about the experiments. He could enter the system space to conduct several experiments once they boarded the plane as it would be quieter.
“It’s time to board!”
Upon hearing the announcement, Old Cheng folded the newspaper, and together with Huang Jiacai, carrying their luggage, the three of them joined the boarding line.
