912, in the demonstration classroom, Su Yun sat in his seat, sulking.
When everything was ready and the analysis of the patient's condition was about to be broadcasted live, Dr. Charles called.
He had just woken up when he heard that Zheng Ren was going to broadcast the analysis and surgery of Mckittrick-Wheelock syndrome.
Dr. Charles did not stand on ceremony at all. He immediately called Zheng Ren to ask about the relevant situation and told him that he was ready to listen to Zheng Ren's personal analysis of the case.
He had no choice but to wear the isolation suit and a white coat to the demonstration classroom.
He arranged for Lao He to help him worry about the operating theater.
This time, Lao He was extremely happy to receive Boss Zheng's "favor". He busied himself, completely ignoring the fact that he was already off work.
Sometimes, it was okay to treat one's hobby as a salary.
Zheng Ren smiled at Su Yun's expressionless face. "Don't be angry. There will be plenty of opportunities."
Su Yun blew, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered.
"I'll take a look at the powerpoint before the live broadcast begins." Zheng Ren did not know how to comfort him. He believed that Su Yun's self-healing ability was very strong. Like a gecko, he would soon grow a new tail.
The courseware was extremely exquisite. It was hard to believe that it was completed in a short period of time.
"Su Yun, you're not bad. Did you prepare before?" Zheng Ren looked through the courseware and asked in surprise.
"Do you think everyone has no friends like you?" Su Yun said disdainfully.
There must be doctors in the country who specialized in studying Mckittrick-Wheelock syndrome. It was normal for Su Yun to know them.
Thinking of this, Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Shall we do the surgery together?"
"Are you confident?" Su Yun asked very seriously, "I think there's a tumor in the colon and a large number of intestinal polyps. The range of involvement is very large, so we can't perform an intestinal resection.
What are you going to do about it? "
"I've done an appendectomy with a laparoscope. It's not like you don't know that." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's fine. ESD surgery is a little slower at most."
Su Yun nodded and said lazily, "Hurry up. After the surgery, I'll drag Old Fan out for a drink tonight."
"Old Fan can't afford a Maotai," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
"Erguotou will do." Su Yun blew again, and the black hair on his forehead fluttered.
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Xinglin Garden's live broadcast had once again broken through its limits. This time slot was rather awkward. It was still early in the morning in the Americas, where many people were still asleep.
Even so, there were more than 10,000 people watching the live broadcast in China and nearly 40,000 paying subscribers in Europe and the United States.
Peng Jia's mood was complicated. He was restless in the conference room. From time to time, he would look at the door.
He was still unwilling to give up.
After all, Xinglin Garden was an enterprise that he had worked hard to build. Although it did not have a profit model, it was impossible for him to rely on love to continue doing business.
The group of Internet companies that did not have a profit model had disappeared in the tide.
The survivors were basically large companies that had a clear profit model and had been successfully listed.
As for the remaining internet companies, their profit model was unclear. They could only rely on advertisements to survive or on the love of the founders, who kept throwing money at them one by one to maintain their lives.
To say that they were struggling at death's door was an understatement.
Xinglin Garden was fortunate enough to find a profitable model, but most of its shares were forcibly taken away.
Peng Jia had been conflicted about this for a long time and even made plans to fight to the death.
However, that was just a casual thought. It was impossible to fight against it.
There was no need to review the price repeatedly. Peng Jia knew that he had no room for bargaining.
This was because Boss Zheng was using hardcore technology to do business with him, and the website was also selling technology.
If he thought about it calmly, he really did not blame Boss Zheng.
He was still quite kind when he did things.
Originally, if he had mastered hardcore technology, he could have kicked himself away and set up a website on his own.
How low was the threshold for setting up a website?
How high was the threshold for doing TIPS surgery?
The contrast between them was like heaven and earth, like a bird and a fish.
He should thank Boss Zheng for leaving him a portion of the management rights and shares.
However, Peng Jia was still not convinced.
He knew the reason why he could not be firm. This was an unavoidable fact.
Therefore, he still wanted to try his best.
Therefore, after learning that Boss Zheng had encountered a patient with Mckittrick-Wheelock syndrome, he immediately invited Chief Lei from the gastrointestinal surgery department of a hospital in Sorcery Capital to watch the surgery.
Chief Lei was a first-line professor of general surgery in the country, especially good at gastrointestinal surgery.
He was not old either, only 50 years old. Although he was slightly past his peak, he could use his rich experience to make up for it.
He was the chief of the gastrointestinal department of the top Class Three Grade A Hospital in the country. Chief Lei performed 3,000 surgeries a year.
Although this number was slightly exaggerated, Peng Jia knew that if Chief Lei said it was not possible, he might as well just admit it.
It was better than falling out with Boss Zheng and being forced into bankruptcy by the new website.
However, before that, Peng Jia still wanted to make one last try.
"Where is Chief Lei?" Peng Jia's heart was beating like a small drum as he asked in a low voice.
"He's already on the way. If there's no traffic jam, he'll be there in twenty minutes," the assistant at the side immediately replied.
The incident was so sudden that Peng Jia did not even have time to personally invite Chief Lei.
He could only find a nearby employee to contact Chief Lei to watch the live broadcast of the surgery and give Chief Lei a big red packet at the same time.
Originally, Peng Jia thought that Chief Lei would not come. Who would lack such a red packet as the chief of the top Class Three Grade A Hospital in the country?
He just wanted to give it a try, but Chief Lei agreed.
Peng Jia looked at the time. It was three minutes later than the agreed time.
The LCD screen lit up, and a familiar face appeared in front of him. He was gentle and simple. He had once saved Xinglin Garden, but he wanted the majority of the shares.
Peng Jia's heart was filled with love and hate. He looked at Zheng Ren on the screen with a complicated gaze, looking forward to Chief Lei's arrival.
If Director Lei could do a better job, he would have more choices.
"Patient, male, 38 years old …" Boss Zheng on the screen did not make any small talk at all and directly began to state the medical history.
A healthy male patient had diarrhea for two months, but he said that the diarrhea was not serious. In recent days, he had symptoms of lethargy, fainting, and other symptoms. He came to the Imperial Capital to seek medical advice.
The medical history was very simple, and the test was not difficult.
Zheng Ren explained the origin of the ionic disorder. He ruled out the possibility of a rare insulinoma and began to talk about the abdominal CT films.
At this point, Peng Jia could no longer understand. However, his gaze was fixed on Boss Zheng's face, and he was extremely focused.
That face was filled with confidence. He did not speak in a hurry, nor did he emphasize anything. He only talked about the patient's condition and finally talked about the clinical manifestations of Mckittrick-Wheelock syndrome.
"Chief Peng, Chief Lei is downstairs," the assistant whispered in Peng Jia's ear.
Peng Jia's heart skipped a beat. He immediately stood up, tidied up his clothes, and stood at the elevator with his subordinates.
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