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Chapter 185

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Due to the large crowd, only Su Yun and Zheng Ren sat in Manager Feng's car and returned to the guest house behind the hospital.

As the Mercedes-Benz S00 sped away, Fang Lin took out his phone and called for a ride.

"Fang Lin, is Brother Yun's boss the real deal?"

"I think so." Fang Lin quickly found a ride and turned off his phone. "But he's a big shot."

"Sea City is just a third-tier city. How big can he be?"

"You can't say that. Brother Yun is just one. He doesn't want to be a doctor. If he wanted to, he would've been the one to perform the elephant trunk surgery with Brother Zhao. As for the chief surgeon, I'm more optimistic about Brother Yun, "Fang Lin said with a smile.

Thousands of words could not compare to such a valiant example.

What kind of person could make Su Yun willing to be his underling?

What kind of person could make a company's sales representative wait at the front desk for a few hours just to pay the bill and send him back?

This person was not simple.

"But I'm still not optimistic about the research."

"So many big bosses couldn't solve this problem, so he definitely can't either. But if he shows his face in Imperial Capital, there's no telling what his future will be like. "

"Luckily he's from general surgery … Huh? That's not right. This research project has nothing to do with general surgery … "

Only then did the doctors realize why an emergency department chief resident from general surgery was invited to participate in a research project on prostate interventional embolization.

What did he do?

It was too f * cking unbelievable.





Feng Xuhui escorted them all the way back to the guest house.

Downstairs, he exchanged some pleasantries and watched them go upstairs before letting out a long sigh.

It was early winter. Imperial Capital's temperature was not as low as Sea City's, but it was definitely not high either.

Feng Xuhui thought for a moment but did not leave immediately. Instead, he tightened his shirt, took out a cigarette, and hid in the corner of the door to smoke.

As he smoked, he reflected on his actions today. Where were his flaws, where he did not do enough, and whether Chief Zheng would resent him.

Feng Xuhui recalled his performance along the way and felt that his performance was perfect. Only then did he completely relax.

At this moment, the dignified voice of the chairman from a few hours ago seemed to appear in his ears again.

"Manager Feng, Biosensors International is about to enter the mainland market. The company is at a critical juncture. Your project has made a breakthrough, and the company has decided to fully support it. Just state your conditions. This project can only succeed, not fail! "

Inexplicably, Feng Xuhui became the focus of the whole Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery company.

But it was a matter of life and death … Full support … Only success, no failure …

Such a heavy burden on the shoulders of a newcomer seemed a little heavy.

Feng Xuhui was very worried. Chief Zheng was only a young doctor who was not even thirty years old. The company was putting all their chips on him. Was it an act of desperation?

But he understood the chairman's difficulties.

Biosensors International was a multinational medical company based in Singapore. Ranked fourth in the world in terms of sales volume, it was definitely one of the giants.

His family's products were sold in Europe and the United States and had not entered the mainland market for a long time.

Biosensors International wanted to make a killing because of the success of the cardiovascular stent. However, he did not expect B City Technologies and other companies to also develop new types of cardiovascular membrane stents. What was originally a sumptuous and delicious meal had become a chicken rib.

The research and development of membrane stents had almost exhausted all of Biosensors International's cash flow. When they were at the end of their rope, they set their sights on the mainland market.

Feng Xuhui did not know why Biosensors International would give up such a big piece of the pie in the past, but he knew that no matter how big the mainland market was, it could not withstand the encroachment of a few giants.

Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery had to survive in the cracks. It had not been easy to grow from nothing to where it was today.

However, once Biosensors International entered the mainland market, it would first eat up Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery's market share.

Faced with such a giant, he naturally understood the meaning of life and death that the chairman had mentioned over the phone.

It was not easy for a domestic company.

There was no breakthrough in materials science, and the overall quality would be worse than that of a multinational company. They could only reduce profits and use low prices to attract the attention of doctors and patients.

However, interventional surgery … Whether it was tumor interventional surgery, cardiovascular interventional surgery, or peripheral vascular interventional surgery, the medical supplies of multinational companies were undoubtedly better than those of Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery.

Easy to use meant that the surgery time was shortened, which meant that doctors and patients would be exposed to less radiation, and it also meant that the surgery's success rate would be increased.

This task … was practically harder than reaching the sky.

It was different from the program-controlled switchboards sold by Zhonghua in the past. The machines could be given a higher commission, and the maintenance and after-sales service could be timely.

However, doctors were risking their lives to perform surgery. This was the fundamental reason why Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery had not been able to accumulate enough experience for so many years.

It was so difficult … Feng Xuhui finished his second cigarette. He put out the cigarette butt and placed it in his palm. Sitting on the curb in early winter, he sighed softly.

Since the company had said that it would fully support him, then he would do so.

Man proposes, God disposes.

Materials science … Materials science … What a heartache.

Feng Xuhui stood up, threw the cigarette butt in his hand into a nearby trash can, dusted his hands, and drove away.

He hurried back to catch up on sleep. He still had to buy breakfast tomorrow morning.

What did Chief Zheng like to eat? Steamed buns or soy milk and youtiao?

Imperial Capital's soy milk? That seemed to be too strong. Chief Zheng probably wouldn't like it.



Shenzhen City, Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery headquarters. The lights were brightly lit.

The board meeting was still in session. It had not ended even though it was late at night.

The bitter yet sweet aroma of coffee wafted in the conference room. Everyone in the meeting wore a gloomy expression. They did not look like high-class urban white-collar workers at all.

"The finance department can transfer a sum of money to Imperial Capital, but I don't think Manager Feng of the northeast region can be a variable," a chubby middle-aged man said. A chubby middle-aged man said, "I think we should invite Wu Haishi, Elder Wu, to participate in the research. There might be some progress."

"What about the materials department?" The chairman sat on the other side of the long table. He crossed his arms and rested his chin on his hand.

"There's no breakthrough yet." The people in charge of materials research were the most embarrassed in such meetings.

The lack of progress in the research of new materials not only limited the development of Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery but also put the company in a dangerous position.

"Speed up." The chairman frowned. "Any news from Biosensors International?"

"Yes." A capable woman waved her hand. Her assistant walked in from outside, holding a freshly printed document in her hand.

"We just received news that Biosensors International is preparing for the relevant surgery in Sorcery Capital. They're working overtime to rush the production of the new type of guide wire and catheter. I estimate that they'll have a breakthrough in a week at most. "

Bad news came one after another.

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