Surgeons (外科风云)

Was the surgery successful?

The surgery went very well. Don't worry.

- Thank you, thank you. - You're welcome.

You still haven't left yet?

Did your surgery go well?

It was good. It went smoothly.

Can I discuss something with you?

Go ahead.

Your surgery was recorded, right?

Can you show me right now?

It was recorded.

But the recording belongs to the Thoracic Surgery department.

Dr. Lu, you...

If you are not a part of Renhe's Thoracic Surgery department

you cannot borrow it so easily.

Is there any point to doing this?

All right, it's fine if you don't want to see it.

I still have connections here. Of course I'm part of Renhe's Thoracic Surgery.

I'll leave after watching the recording.

Dr. Zhong.

What's the situation in the ER?

Good, good.

Let me talk to you about something.

Haven't you been asking me to send someone capable to the ER?

I'm going to give you the best one now.

Take her and make good use of her.

Gosh.

Did you understand it?

Yes, all of it.

But I really can't do it.

If everybody could do it, then he wouldn't be a god.

It's not an act. He really is godlike.

With my aptitude, I think even if I tried really hard

I still wouldn't be able to do it at his level.

But if you were to work at it, maybe...

Maybe...

Maybe...

I've reviewed Bed 4's records.

Bed 2's records.

Dr. Lu, you don't have new instructions?

Cheng Hui Ying is stable.

I won't be writing anything down.

This is my last shift in Thoracic Surgery.

From now on, everything will be handed over to Dr. Zhuang.

Last shift?

Where are you going?

Get to work.

- Dr. Zhuang-- - It's okay.

You're off?

Going home?

Yes, I'm going home. You?

I'm staying at Hua Xing Hotel. Is it on your way?

Yes.

Let me help you carry that.

I said it's not necessary. It's not heavy.

It's such a shame.

I was a colleague with a legend like you for only a day.

I only arrived today, but as far as I can tell

other than thinking you aren't fit to be in charge of a ward

Chief Yang doesn't deny that you are an outstanding surgeon.

What is it? What are you looking for?

I thought Yang Fan was following us.

We're already far from the hospital

and you're still saying good things about him? Feels phony.

I understand. You're still prejudiced.

Enough. It's the same both inside and outside of the hospital.

I'm tired of hearing it.

Okay, let's not talk about work.

I'm hungry. Treat me to dinner.

Dinner?

And I have to treat you?

Are Americans all so thick-skinned?

Dr. Lu, I just landed today.

You should extend some hospitality, no?

Here?

Yes, this place is the best.

All homemade dishes, complete with the smoky smell.

I thought you'd be the type to eat at fancy hotels every day.

- Boss. - Coming.

I'll have a chow mein with less chili, fried tofu, and a soy egg.

You?

The same with extra chili.

Okay, two chow meins. One not spicy, one extra spicy.

Please wait.

Here.

You know what's good to eat for an American.

You know to add fried tofu.

Stop calling me an American.

I'm Chinese through and through. I went to America when I was seven.

No wonder your Mandarin is so good.

What about your parents? Are they in America?

They... passed away when I was very young.

- Sorry. - It's okay.

Here you go. Extra spicy. Not spicy.

- Thank you. - Enjoy.

It's been over 20 years.

Everything has changed here.

Except for this chow mein. It still tastes the same.

So you've watched the recording of the surgery?

Yes.

Did you understand it?

Do you want me to praise you?

Shouldn't you?

I'm treating you to dinner and I even have to praise you?

Do you think you're really a god?

Stop beating around the bush. Just say what you want.

Say what?

You were just saying Yang Fan thinks I'm not fit to lead a ward.

And then? You didn't finish.

I'm not saying any more. I'm afraid you're tired of listening.

I'm eating. I have the energy to listen now. Talk.

Just say it.

If you keep it in, I'm afraid you'll choke on it.

I also want to hear what you really think.

If I say it, you can't get mad.

I promise I won't get mad.

Honestly speaking...

There were three patients Chief Yang was going after you for.

The severe hemoptysis, Mr. Zhang, we've already gone over.

For Zhang Wei Gang, esophageal cancer

you believed there was no need to use a surgical stapler.

I understand and agree.

But you really should have explained to the patient prior to the surgery

that there are multiple options

and let the patient make the decision.

As for Cheng Hui Ying, you did lose your temper with her.

Your written instructions could easily give rise to a dispute.

So Chief Yang's criticisms of you were not entirely unfounded.

Do you know how many patients I see in the clinic in a day?

How many surgeries scheduled in a day?

I'm guessing it's twice that of other doctors' average.

I only have 11 years of experience

and I lead an associate chief surgeon with 15 years experience in surgery.

And I'm the only attending on the list of specialists.

It's not just a result of my natural talent

but also my efforts and super astonishing workload.

I know.

So what?

Telling you this feels like showing off in front of one who's already an expert.

I understand you strived harder than others.

It wasn't just to become an outstanding surgeon.

Your intentions are simple. You do it to treat and save people.

For this pure and difficult purpose

nothing else matters to you.

As such, you sacrifice the happiness normal people ought to have

and spend every day at the hospital.

Friends and colleagues around the same age as you

have all married or been promoted.

But other than work, you don't take joy in much else.

You don't feel accomplished in any other aspect.

You don't even have a boyfriend.

More importantly, even though you've done all this

the outcome isn't what you think you deserve.

Your supervisor doesn't approve of you

and even the patients you value the most

don't understand you and even find fault in you.

The disappointment is too great, so you're unable to accept it. Am I right?

I'm full.

- Boss, the check! - Coming.

25 yuan.

- Didn't you say you wouldn't be mad? - Who is mad?

Then what's this?

I've never said I wasn't wrong.

Is this considered admitting you're wrong?

Leaving Renhe was considered admitting the wrongs that were warranted.

If Yang Fan wants me to return

it's not worthwhile for you to speak up for him.

Do you not find any of the things I said reasonable?

You even think I am speaking up for him?

I heard of you already when I was studying in America.

I watched the recording of your surgery.

Your surgical skill is high, even higher than mine.

I admire you. That's why I'd listen to what you have to say.

If you tell me now that what Yang Fan did this morning

wasn't to get rid of me

but purely for the purpose of correcting my errors so I can be a good doctor

then I'll go apologize to him right now and take back what I said.

But can you say he didn't have the intention of getting rid of me?

Who told you all superiors must sincerely help their subordinates

without their personal feelings involved?

You are talented.

You work very hard and single-mindedly focus on saving people.

So all your colleagues should admire and cherish you. Is that right?

You're an attending with 11 years' experience.

You don't even know how to protect yourself and avoid being ousted.

Do you hold no responsibility for that?

If you think a superior alienating and attacking a subordinate

is normal and appropriate behavior at a hospital

then that is your personal opinion and you may continue to think so.

However, I think it is wrong.

This is the fundamental reason why

you can take my place in surgery and take my place in managing Ward 1.

Professor Zhuang.

I call you professor, but it doesn't mean you can stand here and lecture me.

Don't leave.

Director Fu.

It's so late. Is something the matter?

In order to reinforce the Emergency Department

the hospital will be transferring three surgeons to the ER.

In the past, didn't you pass the exam