Southern San Diego, a car is speeding along.
"Oh! F*ck!"
"Sh*t!"
Jimmy and Tang, both incoherent as they drive.
Of course, because of that previous car accident.
But that wasn't the car accident they wanted!
In fact, they were trying to prevent the accident from happening.
Not long after cursing at that guy.
They received a call from Brother Pi.
Stop the mission.
But, Jimmy and Tang soon realized, Old Mo's car had started.
That 911 appeared again.
And Jimmy and Tang couldn't stop Old Mo at all.
Because they couldn't contact Old Mo now.
To avoid implicating them, Old Mo simply threw away his phone.
So Old Mo was within their sight, but just uncontactable.
Luckily, Jimmy and Tang had a way.
Drive up to him and shout, that's all.
So these two just started the car and floored the gas pedal.
But just at this moment.
Jimmy and Tang discovered another car by their side.
Inside was an elegant person, just judging by his clothes.
But his language was anything but elegant.
He was cursing vulgarly.
Of course, more often it was 'stop!'
This, of course, was Jimmy and Tang's real employer, Cohen.
Dr. Cohen thought he arrived in time.
He saw the cars of the two black men had just started not long ago.
They were going to make a move.
Not far ahead was Dr. Howard's 911.
Cohen then floored the gas pedal, trying to get those two to stop.
He could only shout.
Previously, calling wasn't effective anyway.
Moreover, Cohen never knew there was an Old Mo.
But Jimmy and Tang still had to stop Old Mo.
So, these two sped up faster and faster.
As they went faster, Cohen went faster too.
And Old Mo thought the employer was urging him on.
Look, one of them even stuck his head out to speak.
Hardly flooring the gas pedal!
Three cars were driving like this, and they were cursing at each other.
This scene, how would Officer Clay in the back see it?
This is the 'purest goods transaction scene'!
One white, two blacks, one Old Mo.
The identities were right.
So he stomped the gas pedal like he was going to crush the ground.
Don't underestimate the cars of the US police.
Though it's a Ford, its horsepower is strong.
Honestly, Jimmy and Tang still couldn't figure it out.
Why was there a police officer?
In their eyes, a Ford appeared like flying next to their three cars.
Then, the badge was shown, shouting for them to stop.
Officer Clay thought this was standard operation.
But now, it caused a disaster!
Jimmy and Tang saw the badge, surprised but not overly so.
Frequent visits to the police office, they didn't care.
But Dr. Cohen's reaction was different.
He was very panicky, thinking his plan was exposed.
However, someone reacted before him.
Seeing the badge, the most panicked was Old Mo!
It was definitely him, he was committing a transnational crime.
So he stomped the pedal hard.
Then, there was a chain collision accident.
A runaway Old Mo first collided with the police, then Cohen's car.
Jimmy and Tang should buy lottery tickets today.
Because the police car rolled, just passing over them.
Old Mo even grazed the tail end of the 911.
That car started spinning.
After that, what exactly happened.
Jimmy and Tang could only glance at the rear-view mirror, seeing those three cars crash together.
And the 911... doesn't matter about this car!
They hastily fled without a route.
Actually, their vehicle was also damaged, but they just wanted to run as far as possible now.
Where did they run to?
Tijuana!
...
UCLA Medical Center.
Numerous General Surgery doctors' pagers almost simultaneously went off.
Dr. Sidney's brows furrowed.
She was a relatively petite white woman.
A little over 1.6 meters tall, with golden hair that framed her pretty eyes.
A sharp face, thin lips, high nose.
She was actually quite attractive but did not fit the mainstream American beauty standard.
The so-called mainstream American beauty standard, at least full lips.
Also a perky rear that could best uphold a water tank.
And a sizeable...those who know, know.
Luckily, Sidney didn't care about these things.
She was a rising star in General Surgery at UCLA Medical Center, with a bright future.
"What kind of difficult condition is it that requires gathering so many people?"
Seeing many colleagues in General Surgery also received messages, she was indeed quite surprised.
The message was calling them to a meeting.
Then off she went.
But on the way, Sidney heard such comments.
"Did you hear? That most skilled resident is back."
"Most skilled resident? Who?"
"You came late, not knowing is normal."
"Tell me."
"Years ago, there was a Chinese resident. He was really impressive, did a lot of surgeries."
"Huh? Impossible, right? Residents aren't supposed to do surgeries?"
"Joining in, sometimes with small surgeries, the main surgeon and assistant wanted a break, he did them, also with major surgeries if something went wrong, he could make up for it."
"So amazing? I don't believe it!"
"You just haven't seen much! Let me tell you, there are so many talented people in this world! Haven't you heard of geniuses? Like the former Chen Songxiong."
"Oh~"
The nurses love gathering together to gossip.
Sidney is very accustomed to this.
However, hearing them mention the most skilled resident doctor.
Dr. Sidney couldn't help but think of that person.
But then, she just smiled.
The rumors have become more and more exaggerated.
That guy hasn't performed that many surgeries.
Although Sidney is quite sure of this, she also admits.
That guy did perform surgeries during his residency.
Ignoring the gossip, Sidney quickened her pace.
When she passed by a room which had its door slightly ajar.
She seemed to see a familiar figure.
Peering through the crack.
"Do you really trust me?"
"I have no other choice right now."
"Then you must absolutely trust me!"
"I absolutely trust you!"
Him?
Sidney didn't want to watch anymore, she quickened her pace towards the Conference Room.
When she entered, she was surprised to find dozens had already seated.
Not only were there General Surgery doctors, but many Internal Medicine doctors as well.
Sidney saw the podium had two professors seated.
General Surgery's Professor Hansen and Internal Medicine's Professor Hela.
One male and one female, internal and external.
Looking at the whiteboard behind them, it instantly made sense.
Porphyria, severe liver damage!
This porphyria falls under hematology.
Liver damage is General Surgery.
The root cause must be porphyria.
Excessive porphyrins attacked the liver, causing severe damage.
Very likely accompanied by cirrhosis.
General Surgery and hematology treating together, this certainly makes sense.
Professor Hansen began speaking.
"Everyone, now we have a critical patient, Alice Howard. She suffers from porphyria, and a few hours ago, had a car accident and was exposed to sunlight for a long time..."
Almost exactly Sidney's thoughts.
After Professor Hansen spoke, Professor Hela briefly talked.
"Now, does anyone have any treatment plan?"
Sidney frowned, she had a plan but didn't rush to speak.
But someone was impatient.
A white male doctor raised his hand, saying: "Liver transplant, are there relatives?"
Indeed, that is an obvious plan.
But Professor Hansen shook his head.
"There is a suitable liver, but the patient's skin is severely damaged, the risk of liver transplant is enormous."
Sidney didn't speak earlier because she considered this point.
Liver transplant is a high-difficulty surgery with many blood vessels to manage.
But for this patient, the critical issue is the surgery incision.
The liver transplant cut is on the abdomen, 40-50 centimeters long.
And its shape is similar to the Mercedes-Benz logo.
Porphyria under direct sunlight can make the skin seem like it's been burned, like a Vampire from the movies.
Obviously, not as exaggerated as in movies.
But with severe skin damage and such an extensive incision.
Even if the liver transplant succeeds, the post-operative infection risk is extremely high!
The result could be that the surgery succeeds, but the person isn't saved.
That doctor stopped speaking.
The dozens of doctors present, who usually boast of being elites.
At this moment, all were silent.
Professor Hansen looked a bit helpless, and Professor Hela seemed quite angry.
"Where is your constructive thinking? Your creativity?"
In fact, the reason for holding this meeting was that the two professors wanted to hear some wild ideas.
Unfortunately.
Sidney was also trying hard to think, this surgery is indeed very challenging.
It requires boldness and creativity.
Unless... she thought of a possibility, but it hadn't been done before.
But at this moment, the silence of the venue was broken by someone.
He was wearing a seemingly randomly-draped white coat, not very fitting.
But he was full of confidence.
Pushed the door open and quickly walked to the front of the podium.
"I have a plan!"
He has?
Everyone was shocked, Sidney was even surprised and bit her finger.
The person coming, it's Zhou Mo Sen!
"What plan?" Professor Hansen was very curious, as was Professor Hela.
But, immediately a doctor from the audience questioned:
"Who are you? What qualifications do you have to propose a plan?"
This question is reasonable.
Zhou Mo Sen seemed to have anticipated this, he directly pulled out a piece of paper.
"Dr. Howard has fully entrusted me as the attending physician for his daughter Alice! This is the contract."
Patients can designate a doctor for surgery, they have this right.
And Sidney naturally thought of what she saw earlier.
Zhou Mo Sen calmly said: "My treatment plan is a liver transplant combined with hematopoietic stem cell transplantation. First the liver transplant, then after three months with a month of hematopoietic..."
As he was speaking, Professor Hansen interrupted him loudly.
"What are you talking about! Impossible! A liver transplant requires at least a 6-month recovery period! Only after that can hematopoietic stem cell transplantation be done!"
Yes, that's common sense.
But Zhou Mo Sen said: "Three months is enough."
Hansen was almost about to get angry, "How can it be!"
Moreover.
"How do you perform liver transplantation?"
All of us here are stuck at this point!
Yet, Zhou Mo Sen said with utmost seriousness: "Laparoscopic liver transplant!"
In an instant, the Conference Room fell silent again.
Some doctors even opened their mouths in shock.
Laparoscopy is a minimally invasive surgery, the larger cut is 2-3 centimeters, the smaller cut is 1 centimeter.
This greatly reduces the infection risk!
But, no one has ever done this before!
Sidney bit her finger again.
Zhou Mo Sen, the treatment plan you proposed.
Is astonishing!