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Chapter 1356

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After the surgery, Su Yun sat lazily on the podium of the surgical demonstration classroom and answered the questions of dozens of experts and professors in Mandarin.

Although he did not see Zhou Chunyong faint, he could clearly feel the changes in the technique before and after. There must be something wrong with that side. Chief Zhou looked strong, but he had to wear dozens of kilograms of lead aprons for interventional surgery.

In addition, the boss did not have the habit of eating …

Thinking of this, Su Yun smiled.

Zhou Chunyong was so tired that he had hypoglycemia. He did not know how many people would have hypoglycemia in the future.

There were countless questions, but Su Yun sat calmly and answered them one by one.

Every time, he could get to the point, causing the questioner to fall into deep thought.

In less than half an hour, everyone was silent. Some had a look of enlightenment on their faces, while others were deep in thought.

Su Yun's phone rang. He glanced at it and picked up the call.

"Feng, what's up?"

"Oh, the boss wants to bring Hei Zi with him. Alright. I forgot about this. Have you contacted him? "

"Okay, it's settled then."

Su Yun did not deliberately control his volume. He did not even turn off the microphone in front of him. He chatted on the phone casually.

This was the privilege of being in a superior position. Su Yun enjoyed this feeling very much.

Below the stage, more than a dozen chief physicians who had a close relationship with Zhou Chunyong were deep in thought. It was obvious that Boss Zheng was going for a freelance surgery.

The simultaneous translators behind the more than twenty foreign experts translated Su Yun's words on the phone.

125 seconds later, a Swiss expert stood up and asked, "Doctor Zheng, are you going to perform surgery elsewhere?"

"Yes, tomorrow's flight," Su Yun replied lazily.

Many experts and professors who had watched twenty surgeries wanted to continue. When they heard that there were more surgeries, they immediately began to ask where he was going.

These people all knew about surgery. Although their skills were uneven, the difference was not big.

Two of the domestic chief physicians were a little less skilled and did not quite understand. If no one fought for it, they would have just fooled it.

It was enough to ask Chief Zhou for a freelance surgery. There was no need for them to learn it.

However, the scene in front of them far exceeded their expectations. They wanted to leave, but when they saw that the foreign experts and domestic colleagues were going to follow, they hesitated.

If they did not go, it would be like missing out on a hundred million.

The desire to learn and the fear of missing out on 100 million were sown, fermenting, fermenting, and bursting forth.

Su Yun did not have the time to deal with this group of people. They were just NPCs that had opened up the map. The surgery was done, the problems were explained, and the fees collected were accounted for. The rest was none of his business.

As for whether they would perform TIPS surgery or not, it did not matter much. The second batch of people who came to learn had already sent emails to Zheng Ren like crazy. The next three to five batches of people would not have to worry about it.

He put his phone away and wrote down the address of the freelance surgery on the blackboard. Without further explanation, he walked out of the lecture hall.

The moment he left, the lecture hall began to boil.

The simultaneous interpreters booked the air tickets for the foreign experts.

There were only 12 hours left, and there were very few flights flying there. There were no seats left.

After arguing for a while, the Swiss professor picked up his phone and called the Imperial Consulate for help.

His actions alerted the others.

There were more than 20 foreign experts and professors from nine different countries.

At this moment, the Imperial Capital began to tremble slightly.

The ambassadors of the nine consulates in China received calls for help from domestic medical experts at almost the same time. After they wrote down the matter, they dialed the number of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs.

The radio waves were transmitted in the sky above the Imperial Capital. The demonstration surgery had already become a diplomatic event, but Zheng Ren did not know how lively it was.

After getting off the stage, he comforted Zhou Chunyong and made an appointment to meet in his office. Then, he followed Zhu Liangchen to see the patient with gastric fundus artery embolism.

"Boss Zheng, the gastric arachistococcus that you mentioned has really been detected." Zhu Liangchen introduced the patient's situation as he walked.

"Okay," Zheng Ren replied.

In his opinion, it was normal for it to be detected. If it could not be detected, then it would be a big problem!

"Indeed, I did not pay attention. The clinical work is still not done carefully." Zhu Liangchen began to review himself. "Now that the patient's blood in the stool has disappeared, we are carrying out the relevant treatment according to your instructions."

"Then let's continue," Zheng Ren said. "One week after the surgery, do an abdominal T-test and send the radiographic films to me to take a look."

Zheng Ren was like the chief, and Zhu Liangchen was like the junior doctor in charge of the bed. One gave medical advice, and the other kept responding.

"Boss Zheng, how should we do the surgery for this kind of patient?" Zhu Liangchen asked tentatively.

"I haven't thought about it carefully," Zheng Ren told the truth. "I've been too busy recently. Dr. Mehar's heart surgery has been completed. In two days, he'll have to do an interventional embolization of the prostate. I don't have time to accompany you. I'll fly to Inner Mongolia tomorrow. "

Although Zhu Liangchen was a little dissatisfied, he did not dare to say it out loud.

He smiled and led the way in front. His waist was slightly bent, and he was extremely attentive. There was no sign of the former Old Fifth Zhu.

The two of them first looked at the patient's recent tests. Zheng Ren had an idea in his heart before going for a physical examination.

With the physical examination and the System's diagnosis, the patient's risk of bleeding had indeed temporarily disappeared.

"Chief Zhu, the patient is relatively stable, but the medicine still has to be used for a period of time," Zheng Ren said in the ward.

The young patient's mother looked at Zhu Liangchen, who had white hair at his temples, in surprise. Her waist was slightly bent, but the junior doctor beside her had a dignified bearing, giving instructions like a chief.

She felt that it was strange but did not say anything.

"Boss Zheng, I'll remember it." Zhu Liangchen held a notebook in his hand and used a pen to write down what Zheng Ren said.

It was as if he had returned to twenty or thirty years ago when he was still a junior doctor and followed the chief to make ward rounds.

Zheng Ren gave a few more instructions on what to pay attention to before walking out with Zhu Liangchen.

The patient's mother was stunned. Boss Zheng? This name sounded so familiar.

She thought hard, but in the end, she could not think of where she had heard of this Boss Zheng.

"Mom, I don't want to eat tonight," the girl said sweetly.

"No, Chief Zhu said that you should eat less porridge. Otherwise, the more hungry your stomach becomes, the smaller it will become. In the end, don't shrink, "the woman said.

"Chief? Look at him. He can't even straighten his back when talking to that junior doctor. If I had known this would happen, I might as well have waited to do it at Auntie Lin's place."

Lin Jiaojiao. In an instant, the woman remembered what Lin Jiaojiao had said.

Wasn't Boss Zheng the person that Lin Jiaojiao wanted to find for herself? After going around in a big circle, they finally returned to the starting point.

No, the situation was much worse than the starting point. The postoperative reaction was severe. Just as Lin Jiaojiao had described, it was even more severe than what she had described.

If she had known … she wouldn't have come here to do it, the woman thought to herself, feeling a little regretful.

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