One surgery …
Two surgeries …
After six surgeries, Gao Shaojie still wanted to continue.
If he could really be like Heidelberg's Professor Gade, who received thirty surgeries, how much progress would he make?
In an instant, Gao Shaojie even had the idea of going to the 912 to study together.
However, he could only think about it. His son's college entrance examination this year, no matter what he did, he would be placed behind. Thinking of this, Gao Shaojie felt a little regretful.
There weren't many times when one could do as one pleased in life. Although Gao Shaojie really wanted to go to the 912 with Zheng Ren, he knew that he could not be willful.
Wang Qiang felt even more regretful. All the opportunities had been taken by Teacher Gao. When would he get the chance to be taught a lesson?
"That's basically it. Just pay more attention during the surgery in the future," Zheng Ren tore off the sterile clothes and said to Gao Shaojie.
"But why?" Gao Shaojie asked. Many of the actions just now seemed a little unnecessary to Boss Zheng's request, but he did not think about why. He just followed Boss Zheng's instructions, and the effect was surprisingly good.
Maybe it was just a change, nothing special. Even if there was, it was rather subtle. However, when they were combined, the surgical technique underwent a tremendous change.
Gao Shaojie did not regard Zheng Ren as an outsider, so he asked directly.
"The main consideration is the effect of the turbulence between the friction resistance of the blood vessel wall and the speed of the blood flow on the guide wire," Zheng Ren said calmly.
"What?" Gao Shaojie was stunned.
"Uh … Old Gao, there's no need to know so much. There are a few key positions. You just need to follow them," Zheng Ren finally explained.
Alright, Gao Shaojie was also helpless. Perhaps this was the difference between the provincial level and the world's best.
This kind of gap was not something that could be achieved through hard work. Einstein developed the theory of relativity in his twenties. However, after so many years, the number of people who dared to say that they understood the theory could be counted on one hand.
Forget it, this is not what I should think about. Gao Shaojie tried hard to remember the details just now. As for understanding it, that was a matter for the future.
He felt that he needed to go through at least a hundred and eighty surgeries before he could understand some simple principles.
This was already considered fast.
As for catching up to Boss Zheng … Gao Shaojie definitely did not have such thoughts in his heart. He was a person who knew his limits, so he wouldn't have such unrealistic thoughts. As for comparison, it was enough for him to compare himself with yesterday.
Zheng Ren walked out of the operating theater, took off his mask, and said, "Teacher Liu, you can leave anytime, right?"
"No, don't call me teacher." Liu Zewei quickly waved his hand. This was not politeness. This was etiquette. "Boss Zheng, you can also call me Old Liu. Consider it my arrogance, my arrogance."
Zheng Ren's words scared Liu Zewei so much that he could not speak clearly.
"Sure, I won't stand on ceremony then."
"You shouldn't have been so polite." Professor Liu let out a long sigh.
Liu Xiaojie stood in the corner, dumbfounded. Why was the professor of the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University like an intern? He did not have the slightest bit of arrogance when he spoke out of anger.
"Can you walk, Old Liu? Do you have any luggage? "he asked.
"I brought some clothes to wash up and change into. If there's anything missing, I'll send it over. When we reach the Imperial Capital, we can just buy something casually. It's fine," Professor Liu quickly said.
"Alright, let's go down and take a look at the patients, then we'll leave. You take Xiao Feng's car. Oh right, this is Changfeng … "
"It's Manager Feng from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery. I know him, I know him, "Professor Liu said with a smile." Ever since we learned the new TIPS surgery, we've already changed all the medical supplies to Changfeng's. "
Zheng Ren thought about it. That was indeed the case. It was not only Gao Shaojie and Liu Zewei from the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University. Even the medical supplies that Wang Qiang from the Secondary Hospital had given him were from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery.
Although he did not explicitly ask for it, they still did it. Yes, Old Gao and Old Liu were not bad.
"It's good that you know them." Zheng Ren smiled. "There will be many opportunities to interact in the future. Xiao Feng is very meticulous. In the future, Old Liu will have to take care of him. "
Professor Liu understood. Under normal circumstances, when a professor ran freelance surgeries, the medical supplies he brought with him would definitely be the closest to him.
In terms of relationship, Manager Feng's relationship with Boss Zheng was definitely closer than his own. This was something that he could not be mistaken about.
"Yiren, I'll go and see the patients. Then, we'll set off," Zheng Ren said.
"Boss … Boss Zheng, you …" Hu Hai felt very upset. Was Boss Zheng so busy that he did not even have time to eat?
Hearing Hu Hai's words, Zheng Ren finally reacted.
"Old Hu …"
"Don't. I'm a few years older than Boss Zheng. Just call me Old Hu," Hu Hai stopped Zheng Ren and quickly said.
"Old Hu, about eating …" Zheng Ren suddenly thought that it was fine if he did not eat, but Little Yiren could not not eat.
"Yiren, what do you want to eat? Are there any delicious restaurants in the Provincial Capital? "Zheng Ren asked.
Xie Yiren thought about it carefully and said, "There's nothing too special. I'm not allowed to eat game. Bacon pancakes? Just a bite will do. I can't eat too much. We still have to drive a long distance. "
"Why don't I drive?"
"Uh …" Xie Yiren did not refuse, but she smiled slightly. Her face was full of disdain.
Alright. Zheng Ren spread his hands.
He would just take a bite.
After the surgery, did the professor not go to a high-end place to eat? That was too crude.
That was what Zheng Ren said. Hu Hai did not care what he thought. Sure enough, just as Liu Xiaojie had expected, after seeing the patient after the surgery, Hu Hai directly brought everyone to a relatively luxurious restaurant in the Provincial Capital.
Zheng Ren was not very interested in eating. If he was really interested, he was more or less interested in ten-mile-old steak. In this regard, Zheng Ren had done a lot of thinking and felt that it was unlikely. Therefore, he was very curious. He thought that if he had the chance, he would go to the Pampas Grassland with Little Yiren to see the eagles and steaks there.
After eating, the two cars went out of seclusion.
Liu Xiaojie remained silent in the car. She did not politely chat with Professor Liu. She tried hard to recall the conversation between Professor Liu, Professor Gao, and Boss Zheng in the operating room.
She was a newly graduated student and did not know anything about technology. Liu Xiaojie's mind was filled with things related to medical supplies. Liu Xiaojie did not understand the deep scheming, but she could more or less see some clues.
The reason why the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University used medical supplies from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery was because of the young Boss Zheng.
Although it was only the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University, it was the center of the province.
Most of the patients in the province would hire doctors from the highest Class Three Grade A Hospital in the province to perform freelance surgeries. Whatever medical supplies the freelance surgeon needed, the local hospital would most likely purchase them on the spot.
If there was a capable chief, similar to the one in Sea City's Secondary Hospital, this kind of medical supplies would also take root and sprout.
This was a province. If it were to expand …
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