After leaving the ICU, Xia Hua took the time to return to the ward and pick up his old man to the interventional surgery room.
He did not think about how to give Boss Zheng more money.
His income would not be able to catch up to Boss Zheng's casual lectures in the Imperial Capital in a year.
He really came because of Professor Gao's face, not because of the small amount he gave.
Xia Hua had a rough idea.
His old man had a good eye for people. He had only met him once, but he still remembered Boss Zheng. He knew that this person could save him.
When they arrived at the operating theater, Zheng Ren brought Gao Shaojie and Su Yun to carry Xia Hua's old man to the operating table.
Xia Hua immediately called the anesthesiology department.
With the anesthesiologist around, if there was a heart problem, intubation and ventilator were also possible rescue plans. In fact, the anesthesiologist was right.
However, Xia Hua was still a little confused. Boss Zheng actually reached out to carry his old man. Shouldn't a professor of his level stand coldly at the side and wait for the stage to start?
Zheng Ren then inserted the radiographic films into the radiographic film viewer and pulled Gao Shaojie to tell him about the radiographic films.
Xia Hua began to prepare.
At the very least, he should do the disinfection and laying out the sheets himself.
Su Yun did not even enter the operating theater. He sat on the sofa in the operating room and played with his phone.
The anesthesiologist quickly ran over with a smile on his face.
"Boss Zheng, we're starting to lay out the sheets," Xia Hua whispered after disinfection.
"Oh, okay," Zheng Ren said. "Old Gao, let's go wash our hands."
"Xia Hua, I'll do the surgery. Boss Zheng, teach me something." Gao Shaojie did not hide anything. He came to Xia Hua's side and whispered.
Xia Hua nodded.
Xia Hua knew Gao Shaojie's level as a professor.
Why did he not look for Chief Jin from the interventional surgery department? This was because everyone in the hospital knew that the highest level of organ interventional surgery was not Chief Jin, the administrative director, but Gao Shaojie and Liu Zewei.
Only the people who did not know the truth and doctors from other places would look at the administrative position and not the actual level.
In fact, they did not know the specific surgical skills of the doctors. They always thought that the higher the administrative level, the higher the surgical skills.
Gao Shaojie's level was enough, but he still used the word 'teach' very cautiously.
Xia Hua did not think that his old man was used as a guinea pig. even Teacher Gao had to be taught. It would be strange if his surgical skills were poor.
With Boss Zheng around, he would definitely know what to do.
After laying out the sheet, Xia Hua didn't care if his hands would be contaminated. He had no intention of going out. Instead, he took a lead apron and put it on.
Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a figure limping in.
"You … You … You're Manager Feng?" Xia Hua asked in a low voice.
It was a little polite, but it was definitely not the careless tone that doctors used when talking to medical consumables suppliers.
Feng Xuhui was a little surprised, but he still bowed slightly and humbly used his body language to express his goodwill.
"Manager Feng, you're welcome. Why are you wearing lead aprons in the operating theater?" Xia Hua asked.
"Boss Zheng might have used some strange medical supplies during the surgery. I'll stay inside and take a look at the situation. I won't delay anything if I need to. "Feng Xuhui picked up a lead apron and put it on.
So that was how it was.
Xia Hua and Feng Xuhui weren't familiar with each other, so he didn't have much to say. In addition, his father still had surgery, so he was not in the mood.
When he returned to the operating theater, Boss Zheng had already begun to perform the puncture.
Xia Hua found it odd that the anesthesiologist, Lao Huang, was also wearing a lead apron in the operating room.
"Lao Huang, what are you doing?"
"I'm watching Boss Zheng's surgery. What else can I do?" the anesthesiologist said. "How can I watch from the outside?"
He didn't even care about eating the thread. Xia Hua was also very convinced.
He glanced around and saw Manager Feng holding more than a dozen medical supplies in his hands. He stood in the corner of the room as if he didn't exist at all. Xia Hua's heart suddenly skipped a beat and he quickly walked out.
At this moment, the airtight lead door was just about to close when Xia Hua quickly opened it again. "Wait a moment."
Zheng Ren glanced at him and said lightly, "Hurry up. I'm about to step on the line."
"Oh, oh." Xia Hua was wearing a lead apron. He brought a folding chair in from the operating room and turned around to close the airtight lead door.
"Manager Feng, please sit down and wait." Xia Hua's politeness was tinged with respect.
Feng Xuhui was shocked.
"No, no, Teacher Xia. I'll just stand here."
"Sit down, Little Feng," Zheng Ren said.
Usually, in the 912, everyone stood, including the department directors. Zheng Ren did not stand on ceremony with Feng Xuhui.
If even the department directors and the leaders of the medical administration division stood and only a medical supplies supplier sat in the operating theater, it would cause public outrage and cut off Little Feng's future.
Zheng Ren could not do such a domineering thing.
However, when he came out for surgery, the patient's family was actually so polite. Zheng Ren was also a little surprised. However, if that was the case, there was no need for modesty.
It did not matter if he should sit or not.
He did not ask why and began to step on the line. He held a pair of hemostatic forceps in his right hand and looked at the screen.
Gao Shaojie took a deep breath. His right hand twisted the guide wire and began the superselection.
"Pa ~"
The hemostatic forceps mercilessly hit Gao Shaojie's radial process.
"As I said just now, there is a corner in the blood vessels. The blood flow will change here. If you do this, the guide wire will definitely touch the blood vessel wall. It might bring down the hardened plaque on the blood vessel wall. "
Zheng Ren said.
Gao Shaojie did not say anything and operated the guide wire even more seriously.
"Pa …"
"The operation here is wrong …"
Zheng Ren explained as he performed the surgery.
The anesthesiologist, Old Huang, was relaxed and happy. He usually watched guided surgeries in the live broadcast room of Xinglin Garden.
He did not expect Boss Zheng's reply to be so detailed.
Watching the live broadcast was a different feeling because there were only images. Boss Zheng rarely turned on the microphone.
However, watching the guided surgery on the spot was another concept.
The sound of slapping was continuous. When Boss Zheng hit people, he really did not show any mercy.
He looked simple and honest, but he was really ruthless.
The anesthesiologist, Old Huang, thought to himself. Usually, Professor Gao's level was recognized by everyone as high. However, when it came to Boss Zheng, he could not see any high level at all. His whole body was full of flaws.
Otherwise, Boss Zheng would dare to open a live broadcast of the surgery.
Although the anesthesiologist did not want Gao Shaojie to make a fool of himself, he was very happy to see the usually elegant and calm Gao Shaojie beaten like a dog on the operating table.
Old Gao knew how powerful he was. It seemed that he was very familiar with Boss Zheng.
However, after being beaten, how would his level improve? The anesthesiologist, Old Huang, had some expectations.
It was a pity that the progress of surgery was not like a cartoon. In an instant, a small universe could explode and there would be earth-shattering changes.
Even if Gao Shaojie could make a breakthrough, it would be a long time later.
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