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Chapter 1671: 1675: By Chance... Did I Grasp Spring? (Part 1)


Chapter 1671: Chapter 1675: By Chance… Did I Grasp Spring? (Part 1)


After returning to the department, the old lady was immediately sent to the ICU for monitoring.


Qiao Cheng’an carefully considered every detail to examine the old lady.


It wasn’t because the old lady’s family was powerful, but because Chen Cang was Qiao Cheng’an’s benefactor.


If it weren’t for Chen Cang, his family would have fallen apart long ago!


Not to mention his wife’s illness.


So when faced with such situations, Qiao Cheng’an would proactively use his capabilities to help Chen Cang reduce risks.


Such external surgeries are fraught with troubles. Even if successful, they can still cause a lot of issues, let alone if they fail.


A successful doctor often has a team of people helping him manage aftermath.


Perhaps it could be called… cleaning up the mess!


Wu Tongpu came out of the monitoring room, looked at Qiao Cheng’an, and asked worriedly, “Is everything okay?”


Qiao Cheng’an nodded, “It’s fine, just some infection; with anti-infection treatment, it shouldn’t be a big problem.”


“The patient’s heart and lung functions are extremely poor. If it had waited to be sent to the hospital, for sure… she would have been gone!”


Upon hearing Qiao Cheng’an’s words, the surrounding patient’s relatives and some doctors felt a bit relieved.


“Fortunately, you met Professor Chen. If it were someone else, they might not have dared to do this in the elevator.”


“The old lady has indeed been blessed with good fortune!”


Hearing the doctors’ sighs, the patient’s relatives thought of Chen Cang’s face, and genuine gratitude filled their hearts.


At this moment, Chen Cang happened to come out, and four or five relatives rushed over:


“Professor Chen! Thank you so much!”


“Without you, my mother today… ah, thank you so much.”


In the hallway, patients coming and going saw this scene, and their trust seemed to grow.


Chen Cang smiled, “No worries, it’s my duty. Take good care of your mother.”


After saying that, Chen Cang got up and returned to the office.


As he walked, Chen Cang felt really good, perhaps it was related to his mood. Of course… sometimes, it might just be because a comfortable pair of underwear is more mood-lifting than a nice pair of pants.


Deng Ming returned to the office and quickly started looking up information.


He searched a lot but couldn’t find the “Surgery for ectopic right pulmonary vein directly anastomosed to the left atrium under extracorporeal circulation” that Chen Cang mentioned!


Could it be he’s lacking in knowledge?


He contacted his teacher at Harvard Medical School. Once connected, when Deng Ming told the teacher about today’s happenings, the teacher was stunned!


After a long while, he slowly said, “Deng Ming, you’re really fortunate!”


“Do you know Simon?”


Deng Ming nodded, “Yes, the star surgeon at Cleveland Medical Center, student of President Rehn.”


The teacher slowly said, “Rehn and Simon applied to go to China to study a long time ago. They even picked a Chinese name, Ma Simon, but… they never got the opportunity.”


“Following Professor Chen is truly a rare opportunity. Do your best!”


After hanging up, Deng Ming realized.


Did I… accidentally grasp springtime?




In the following time, Deng Ming fully immersed himself in the work of the department.


Whether it was pasting test results or asking for medical history, or physical examinations, Deng Ming actively ran ahead.


This surprised Hou Liang somewhat.


The Harvard junior doctor, who was quite arrogant a couple of days ago, suddenly changed?


To be honest, when Deng Ming first came, he wasn’t well-received.


Actually, every system is like this; there’s always a sense of exclusion.


Especially since Deng Ming was somewhat proud.


But now, looking at the sensible, hard-working, and obedient Deng Ming, Hou Liang felt a bit out of place.


Just then, Chen Cang finally received a call from Yang Lan.


“Professor Chen, when do you have time? I found a new collaborator!”


Hearing this, Chen Cang’s face lit up with joy!


“Oh? Who?”


Yang Lan quickly said, “Professor Zhang Mu, the head of the Alzheimer’s Disease Department at the Chinese Academy of Sciences!”


“I heard from a friend that Professor Zhang’s current project is concluding, and we can contact him now.”


“Professor Zhang is a big name in the pharmacological research field in our country. Most importantly, he already has an established team. I think we can make a case.”


“After all, there are many similarities between Alzheimer’s and Parkinson’s. His experience in Alzheimer’s drug research will surely make him quick to handle Parkinson’s!”


After listening to Yang Lan, Chen Cang indeed felt tempted.


“Alright, you set a time, and we’ll go together.”


Yang Lan nodded, “Alright, with Professor Chen personally going, I believe the success rate will be very high. I’ll contact Professor Zhang right now!”


“With Professor Zhang’s addition, our progress can be sped up even more!”


Yang Lan was a bit excited.


And so was Chen Cang.


After hanging up.


Chen Cang opened his computer and directly searched for Zhang Mu.


Across fields is like separating mountains.


Although both are related to medicine and both Chen Cang and Zhang Mu are reputable, they just didn’t know each other!


However, Chen Cang is into clinical practice, while Professor Zhang is into research. The two systems are quite different.


With this search, Chen Cang was pleasantly surprised.


Zhang Mu: Currently a researcher at the Capital Institute of Pharmacology and Toxicology, engaged in neuropharmacology, immunopharmacology research, and new drug development. Also serving on the expert panel for the national major “New Drug Creation” project, vice-chair of the International Union of Pharmacology Committee, China Pharmacological Society…


Looking at this long list of positions, Chen Cang was envious!


Over the days, Chen Cang had indeed developed a keen eye.


How to put it?


Some of these social and academic positions are highly valuable, while others are just impressive-sounding titles without much substance.


Like the World Federation of Drug Therapy and the World Pharmacology Federation, the difference of a word makes one a top-notch knockoff while the other an international big-shot association!


This is no different from a diploma mill.


Plus, all those national and cross-strait associations… countless, seemingly grand, but upon checking… better left unsaid!


With this big name joining, Chen Cang felt the research progress would definitely accelerate.


The current Parkinson’s research is at a critical stage.


What’s lacking is such a pharmacology expert.


Just a molecular biology expert and it’s all set.


That afternoon, Yang Lan called back; only… his tone was somewhat subtle:


“Professor Chen, I got in touch with Professor Zhang.”


“But… there might be some changes in the situation.”


Chen Cang was momentarily stunned and quickly asked, “What happened?”


Yang Lan sighed, “I can’t explain it clearly for now, and the information might not be accurate. I also heard it from a friend, let’s discuss it when we meet tonight.”


“7 PM tonight, Professor Zhang invited us to the lab for a chat.”


Chen Cang nodded, “Okay, send me the address.”


After hanging up, Chen Cang was a bit puzzled.


However, it’s better to go and find out.