"How's Fang Lin?" Zheng Ren asked.
Zhao Yunlong had been in the ICU for a few hours ever since the accident. He only came out to treat Su Yun to dinner after Fang Lin's condition had stabilized.
"He should be fine since he was rescued in time. I have to thank Boss Zheng for saving his life." Zhao Yunlong raised his glass and suddenly realized that Zheng Ren did not drink. He poured the wine into his mouth in a straightforward manner.
"Did the patient's surgery go well?" Zheng Ren's focus was on the patient.
"The surgery was fine. It took six and a half hours." Zhao Yunlong looked slightly tired at the mention of elephant trunk surgery.
A surgery that lasted for six and a half hours was highly stressful, and the chief surgeon had to deal with danger at all times. It would indeed bring endless fatigue to the chief surgeon.
"It's good that it went well. Thank you for your hard work." Zheng Ren nodded slightly to show his respect for the surgeon's hard work.
"The patient woke up this morning and told you something very interesting," Zhao Yunlong said with a smile. "Guess what he did after he woke up?"
Zhao Yunlong did not want to mention Fang Lin and was looking for an opportunity to change the topic.
Zheng Ren understood this feeling.
If they kept talking about Fang Lin, everyone would feel uncomfortable and they could forget about the meal.
"What else could it be? Discomfort, phlegm, and breathing difficulties," said someone next to him.
"Hurry up and tell me. How can I guess?" Su Yun did not even think about it.
"I went for a ward round. The patient opened his eyes and made a heart gesture to me." Zhao Yunlong laughed. "His movements were very gentle and it didn't look like a heart. Instead, it made him restless and I calmed him down."
After such a major surgery, sedatives had to be continuously pumped in and a ventilator to assist breathing. Zhao Yunlong was very confident in his surgery. In addition, the patient was young and had good physical functions, so he tried to wake him up the next day.
"When do you think he can go offline?" Zheng Ren asked.
"His condition is stable now. If there are no accidents, he should wake up tomorrow and try to go offline the day after. However, it will take some time before he can be transferred out of the intensive care unit. We can't rush it, "Zhao Yunlong said.
Zheng Ren was very satisfied with the result. Cui Heming was lucky. The aortic dissection on the plane had not ruptured even after the surgery.
"Heart sign. This patient loves to watch variety shows," someone joked.
"It's not too bad. Many people wake up from general anesthesia. After the effects of the tranquilizer wear off, the patients feel particularly uncomfortable because of the ventilator intubation and become agitated."
"Hehe, I think he'll be able to leave the ICU soon. The first action after the surgery is to make a heart gesture. How much insight do you think this person has? "
After chatting with Cui Heming for a while, Zheng Ren knew that the man's condition was stable, so he did not probe further.
The conditions in the Imperial Capital were much better than those in Sea City. At the very least, Su Yun did not have to stay in the ICU alone.
"Oh, I heard from Su Yun that Professor Pei asked you to perform the surgery?" asked Zhao Yunlong.
"I guess they're just here to observe. They won't let me participate in the real surgery," Zheng Ren said.
"That's impressive. I didn't expect a small place like Sea City to produce such a talent. There were not many people who could make Su Yun admire them. Two years ago, I asked him to be my assistant, but he wouldn't agree no matter what. " Zhao Yunlong hammered Su Yun's shoulder. "I didn't think there would be a time when you would cling to someone's thigh."
"Your thigh isn't even as thick as mine. What's there to cling to?" Su Yun glanced at Zhao Yunlong and gulped down a mouthful of whiskey.
This time, it felt like Zheng Ren was being roasted on the stove.
Zhao Yunlong did not question him. He merely chuckled and raised his glass, downing it in one gulp.
"Speaking of which, this job isn't easy." Zhao Yunlong began to gossip.
"What do you mean?"
"It's just hearsay. Don't take it seriously and don't spread it around." Zhao Yunlong said sternly, "The international stent manufacturers are Abbott, Bosco, Medtronic, and Biosensors. All of their products are based on these four companies. The domestic manufacturers have been suppressed very badly, you know that, right? "
"Say something new," Su Yun said.
"It's said that Biosensors' research on membrane stents was leaked. Bosco has already copied it and Biosensors has suffered heavy losses. If they don't enter the mainland market and rely on profits to support themselves, I'm afraid they'll go bankrupt. "
"And then?"
"The mainland market has become the key. However, due to historical reasons, Biosensors International did not invest in the domestic market on a large scale, so it'll be difficult for them to make a last-minute effort. "
"So, they set their sights on this research?"
"Consider it a stepping stone." Zhao Yunlong gossiped, "When the time comes, coupled with the technology of membrane stents, they'll probably be able to make a small opening."
"What do the bosses mean?"
"Of course they'll fight head-on. If they lose this kind of thing, I'm afraid one or two of them will be hospitalized on the spot." Zhao Yunlong laughed.
"That's fine. They suddenly came up with this idea and don't have enough technology."
"Not necessarily. I heard that Biosensors has invited a German interventional specialist and opened up a production line to produce suitable guide wires and catheters regardless of cost," Zhao Yunlong said.
Everyone was silent. The Germans … or rather, the foreign scientific research field, would indeed do such 'wasteful' things if they had enough funds.
For example, the German specialists researched using interventional surgery to treat hemorrhoids and opened up a production line to produce suitable miniature spring coils.
A production line for a few hemorrhoid surgeries sounded completely illogical. However, this was exactly what the strict Germans would do.
Scientific research was advancing step by step in the midst of constant wastage.
Without a large amount of financial, material, and manpower, wanting to do scientific research? Dream on.
However, in the current situation in the country, there was no such condition.
When they heard Zhao Yunlong's words, their expressions turned ugly.
Everyone present knew the shortcomings of the domestic medical industry. Now that they were using their strengths to attack their own weaknesses, there seemed to be no hope.
Su Yun shook his head and glanced at Zheng Ren. He saw that his mind was elsewhere and did not seem to be listening to what Zhao Yunlong said.
Was this guy not paying attention or was he confident?
Su Yun immediately thought of something. Could it be that Zheng Ren had a card up his sleeve?
"Boss Zheng, what do you think?" Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong asked at the same time.
"What's the matter?" Zheng Ren raised his head and asked in confusion.
"…"
This guy was really despicable!
"It's about interventional research." Su Yun suppressed his anger.
"Whether I can do it or not is a different matter. You're asking me what I think? What's there to see? Just do it normally. It's a little difficult but it's not a big deal. "
How could Su Yun be so arrogant? Not a big deal? Biosensors was going to throw at least 30 million dollars into the surgery and he said it was not a big deal?
Zhao Yunlong wanted to say something but then remembered the elephant trunk surgery yesterday. The absent-minded 'boss' in front of him had made a diagnosis after a glance on the plane.
Could he do it?
Zhao Yunlong did not think so. Without any examination, he would not dare to contact the control tower to contact the emergency helicopter.
One wrong diagnosis and he would lose face in the future.
In addition, Su Yun was willing to call him boss. Based on Zhao Yunlong's understanding of Su Yun, there must be something unusual about this Boss Zheng.
Zhao Yunlong thought for a few seconds and asked, "What do you need me to do?"
"Are you familiar with the CT room?"
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After Zheng Ren left, Bu Ruotian looked at his back and pondered for a long time.
After ten minutes, Bu Ruotian made up his mind and picked up his phone.
"I'm Ruotian.
"I came to Imperial Capital for a follow-up and met the doctor who performed the surgery a few days ago. Coincidentally, he's in Imperial Capital for a new research project.
"Yes, that's right. I asked a few professors in Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital to watch the live broadcast of my surgery. They said his skills are incredible, even better than Professor Moriyu.
"Yes, yes, you're right. I don't think it's possible either.
"Okay, let's keep in touch."
Bu Ruotian hung up and smiled bitterly.
The other party probably did not believe that an unknown doctor in Sea City could be so good and wanted to fly to Imperial Capital tonight.
He was a man who had died once and was able to let go of many things. Recommending a doctor to treat a disease might not necessarily be beneficial if he did it well. If he did not do it badly, he would be punished.
Especially Zheng Ren, a young doctor. If he had not been unconscious under general anesthesia, he would not have allowed him to perform the surgery no matter what.
Once he got over it, his mind would be clear. That person had taken good care of him. If he did not do something, especially after knowing Doctor Zheng's skills, he would still ask for his opinion.
Even if he was rejected.
Of course, the result was the same as expected. He was rejected.
The other party's tone was not good either, as if he was making fun of him.
Bu Ruotian shook his head.
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