In the emergency interventional radiology suite of Sea City General Hospital.
"Zheng Ren, leave a copy of the images for me." Su Yun removed his lead apron and came to the control room after the patient was placed on a stretcher trolley and escorted away by a urologist.
"Oh." Zheng Ren did not ask what he was up to.
Su Yun was in no hurry to change his clothes. He stood quietly behind Zheng Ren and watched him scan the images one by one, picking out the most meaningful ones and saving them.
About ten minutes later, Zheng Ren was done with his work. He printed out an image and handed it to Deputy Chief Shen of the urology department.
The image was typical. Although he did not know how to perform interventional radiology, Deputy Chief Shen could still explain to the patient's family what had been done during the surgery and what might happen after the surgery.
"There might be blood clots in the bladder …" Zheng Ren grumbled.
Deputy Chief Shen smiled and said, "Chief Zheng, we can handle that. Thank you, let's have dinner together another day."
"Chief resident, I can't leave."
"It's only a year. It's still a long time." Deputy Chief Shen smiled and left the interventional radiology suite with the images.
Zheng Ren stretched lazily. The end of an emergency rescue always brought a sense of relaxation and contentment.
At that moment, his phone rang.
"Zheng Ren, come to my office," Old Chief Physician Pan said cheerfully.
"Okay." Zheng Ren stood up immediately. Even through the phone, it was as if Old Chief Physician Pan was standing right in front of him.
The corner of Su Yun's mouth twitched slightly as he suppressed his laughter.
After changing their clothes, they went straight to Old Chief Physician Pan's office on the first floor of the emergency building.
They knocked on the door and saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes chatting with Old Chief Physician Pan on a chair.
"Zheng Ren, this is Manager Feng, the sales manager of China Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery," Old Chief Physician Pan introduced Zheng Ren.
Manager Feng, who looked to be in his mid-twenties, quickly stood up upon hearing Old Chief Physician Pan's introduction. Without taking a good look at Manager Feng, he extended his hands and said politely with his head slightly lowered, "Hello, I'm Feng Xuhui. You can call me Little Feng."
"Manager Feng, nice to meet you. I'm Old Chief Physician Pan's soldier, Zheng Ren."
"You must be Chief Zheng. I heard Old Chief Physician Pan praising you earlier. I didn't expect you to be so young." Manager Feng finally took a closer look at Zheng Ren.
"Don't stand on ceremony. Sit down and talk." Old Chief Physician Pan waved his hand and said, "Little Zheng, didn't Chang Yue mention a patient in need of help a few days ago? Manager Feng's company, Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery, is an emerging company in the country that specializes in minimally invasive medical supplies. They're currently promoting their technology."
Zheng Ren understood. So that was how it was.
In order to sell their products, medical device companies were similar to shopping malls. In the beginning, they promoted their products free of charge.
However, because the technical level of medical equipment was very high, there were only a few large companies in the world. In recent years, there had been a large number of imitations in China, such as Tianjing Microinvasive Surgery and Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery.
"Thank you, Manager Feng." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Domestic medical devices can reduce the hospitalization costs of patients. This is a blessing for patients."
"Chief Zheng, you're too kind." Manager Feng was obviously a recent graduate, so he was a little shy when he spoke.
Just by looking at Manager Feng, Zheng Ren could guess that the Changfeng Company did not pay enough attention to the Sea City market.
If it was a larger market, they would definitely send a smart and powerful salesperson to handle the relationship with the relevant hospitals. They would never let a student who had just graduated come over.
However, Manager Feng was here to send warmth, so Zheng Ren could not say anything.
"If you need anything, just tell Manager Feng," Old Chief Physician Pan said with a smile.
At this time, Manager Feng calmed down and remembered his purpose.
"Chief Physician Pan, Chief Zheng, the company is very supportive this time," Manager Feng said with a smile. "Due to the lack of interventional surgery in Sea City, Professor Pei Yingjie from the Sorcery Capital Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital is here to talk and perform the surgery."
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned. This script had exceeded his expectations. He had thought that he would be the one to ask for alms and free medical supplies.
"Professor Pei Yingjie is a well-known expert in the country and one of the editors of Interventional Surgery." Manager Feng recited Professor Pei Yingjie's resume as if he was reciting a textbook.
Zheng Ren smiled and pretended to listen to Manager Feng's introduction.
Since he was a professor from the Sorcery Capital, his skills should be good. Zheng Ren did not care. It was just a third-level surgery, so it did not matter who performed it.
As long as Zheng Yunxia's tumor was under control, his goal would be achieved. Zheng Ren had no intention of doing it himself.
Five minutes later, Manager Feng nervously recited Professor Pei Yingjie's resume, which he had memorized countless times, and his mind was at ease.
His trembling hands were no longer trembling.
"When will Professor Pei arrive?" Old Chief Physician Pan asked.
"If the preoperative preparations are complete, he'll be here the next day," Manager Feng said.
"Okay." Zheng Ren stood up and shook Manager Feng's hand enthusiastically. "I'll start the preoperative preparations now. Manager Feng, please give me your phone number. I'll contact you once I'm done."
Manager Feng was stunned. He did not expect Zheng Ren to be so enthusiastic. He quickly took out his phone and exchanged phone numbers and WeChat messages with Zheng Ren.
After leaving Chief Physician Pan's office, Su Yun sighed and said, "It's still too small."
"It's good enough. If it were a rural hospital, they wouldn't even bother to come." Zheng Ren did not care and walked quickly to the emergency ward.
"You're a chief resident. 24365. Why are you in such a hurry?"
24365 was a joke in the hospital. It meant that chief residents had to be in the hospital 24 hours a day for 365 days a year.
Come to think of it, who would be in a hurry in their own home?
"Go back and read," Zheng Ren said coldly and walked up the fire escape to the second floor without looking back.
"No wonder you're single. Nerds like you are the worst in school … Well, you're not exactly a nerd. You're good at surgery."
Zheng Ren could not be bothered with this guy. When he returned to the office, he saw Chang Yue writing a medical record and said, "Let Zheng Yunxia be admitted. There are no contraindications in the preoperative examination. Professor Pei from Sorcery Capital Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital will perform the surgery."
"Ah!" Chang Yue was rarely happy in front of Zheng Ren. "Is it free?"
"Yes, Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery contacted them," Zheng Ren said as he sat in front of the table and reopened Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery.
Su Yun sat behind Zheng Ren and fiddled with his phone as if it was nothing out of the ordinary.
Zheng Ren could almost hear the sound of the enemy arriving at the battlefield in thirty seconds. Chang Yue picked up her phone and contacted Zheng Yunxia to be admitted.
Su Yun's phone was playing the video of Zheng Ren's interventional surgery.
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