Three o'clock in the morning.

The surgery finally ended.

Looking at the patient wrapped tightly all over with thick bandages on their head and chest, Zhao Heng said to Liu Ziang, "Whether they can pull through post-operation depends on fate."

Doctors aren't gods; being able to snatch this patient from the jaws of death even once is already remarkable.

Thinking about it, opening the chest and cranium is such an operation, unimaginable in the past.

"Senior, I've found that if it's you on the night shift, I definitely won't have any leisure time."

Zhao Heng complained to Liu Ziang.

"Alright, come to my place later. I'll treat you to a midnight snack, Dr. Jiang, you too."

Liu Ziang smiled and said.

As a surgeon, who wouldn't want a reliable anesthesiologist like Zhao Heng as an assistant?

It can be said that in Liu Ziang's heart, Zhao Heng is now definitely a gold-tier assistant.

"Sure."

Jiang Rui also nodded. Having just returned from Hopkins, integrating into the environment at Eastern Hospital quickly is necessary.

Half an hour later.

Neurosurgery, Liu Ziang's office.

Drinking freshly ground coffee and eating buttery cookies, Zhao Heng finally let out a long sigh of relief.

The anesthesia for today's surgery was a huge challenge, even for him, but thankfully, it went well.

Jiang Rui felt that the scene before him challenged his imagination; he didn't expect Liu Ziang and Zhao Heng to be so close privately.

Still, he wanted to integrate into this atmosphere.

"Dr. Zhao, at Hopkins, for such patients, surgery is basically not considered."

Jiang Rui said with some lament while sipping coffee.

If it were at Hopkins, given the condition of the patient just now, no doctor would take such a risk to provide anesthesia and surgery.

"If there's a chance, we must take it, even if there's none, we still go for it. The operating room is like a battlefield; sometimes you can't think so much."

Zhao Heng said.

This reflects differences in domestic and foreign environments. Maybe abroad, families are more willing to accept doctors giving up on critically ill patients.

But domestically, for both doctors and families, most won't give up as long as there's a sliver of hope.

This could be considered humane or just cultural differences.

"The situation is different abroad; there, a doctor's annual outpatient volume might not even surpass a month's here."

Liu Ziang said with deep emotion.

In terms of clinical experience and surgical skills, domestic capabilities are strong, especially with the sheer number of patients.

But in terms of pharmaceuticals and medical equipment, there are significant pain points.

Just as the three were chatting, the delivery arrived that Liu Ziang ordered.

Seeing the delivery guy in the yellow uniform bring in a heap of items, Zhao Heng couldn't help but exclaim to Liu Ziang, "You can order so much at three in the morning?"

"You really underestimate North City at three in the morning."

Liu Ziang chuckled and said.

As long as you have money, not just North City, even at three in the morning in the Gobi Desert, deliveries can be made.

Zhao Heng opened the delivery box to take a look.

Wow!

There's barbecue, pizza, and it looks very delicious.

"If I could eat snacks like this every night, staying up all night wouldn't seem so bad."

Zhao Heng said, taking a bite of pizza.

For Zhao Heng, indulging in food is the best way to relieve emotions.

"Then I'll book your night shifts for the next month; midnight snacks are on me, order anything you want."

Upon hearing Zhao Heng's words, Liu Ziang chuckled and said.

"Senior, are you trying to make me work like a horse or bull every day?"

Zhao Heng said with some helplessness.

Seeing Zhao Heng and Liu Ziang chatting like this, and feeling the lighthearted atmosphere, Jiang Rui felt a sudden pang of envy.

Having just returned from abroad, in cardiology, colleagues are mostly polite but not genuine friends.

Besides, current colleagues, even after a hundred years, would just be colleagues, never true friends.

"Dr. Jiang, I remember cardiology's Dr. Song returned to Hopkins not long ago, do you know her?"

Liu Ziang suddenly asked Jiang Rui.

"Yes, I share the same mentor with my senior sister, who is currently working on a project with Professor James."

Jiang Rui nodded and said.

"James? Are you talking about the Professor James who led the world's first heart transplant?"

Liu Ziang asked with some surprise.

"Yes."

Jiang Rui nodded.

"That's impressive. With that, Dr. Song could soon become a Hopkins associate professor."

Liu Ziang said with some admiration.

Hopkins, being the world's top medical university, has very high standards for associate professors.

After speaking, Liu Ziang gave Zhao Heng a somewhat deliberate glance.

Feeling Liu Ziang's gaze, Zhao Heng felt a bit awkward.

Song Chen is inherently excellent and accomplished; becoming an associate professor is obvious and has nothing to do with him.

Why look at him like that?

"Indeed, I admire my senior sister's courage to set off afresh."

Jiang Rui smoothly said, his words filled with respect and even admiration for Song Chen.

"Dr. Zhao, when I was at Hopkins, my senior sister frequently mentioned you."

After a pause, Jiang Rui looked at Zhao Heng and said.

"Uh... what did she say about me?"

Zhao Heng hesitantly asked, as Jiang Rui had mentioned this twice now.

"She says you are a genius she has never seen before. If given a higher platform, you could achieve world-renowned accomplishments."

Jiang Rui honestly repeated Song Chen's words to him.

"Hmm... I think the current platform is already good enough."

Zhao Heng said.

Eastern Hospital, domestically, is already among the top tier platforms, apart from some special hospitals.

Besides, Zhao Heng doesn't want to go abroad and become a second-class citizen.

"Exactly, what good is there in going abroad, the food and drinks are lacking, and you can only be a second-class citizen."

Liu Ziang agreed by nodding.

He is a Ph.D. graduate from the Royal College of Physicians in Britain; he could have stayed abroad with great prospects.

But he chose to return; different people have different priorities.

Some may prioritize career and development, while others care more about their comfort and happiness.

Clearly, Zhao Heng and Liu Ziang belong to the latter group.

"Indeed, even at Hopkins, it's tough for doctors from Eastern Hospital to get opportunities to perform surgery."

Jiang Rui agreed with a nod, another reason he chose to return.

As for Song Chen, she follows the mentor who completed the first heart transplant globally, which is at a different level compared to ordinary foreign students.

"If there's an opportunity, it's still worthwhile visiting and seeing."

Zhao Heng thought for a moment and said.

Closing oneself off certainly won't work; progress in technology requires exchange and communication.

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