Chapter 215
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At Hongqiao International Airport in Sorcery City, a large banner hung in front of the arrival gate.
The banner read, "Welcome to Heidelberg University's Professor Rudolf Wagner for an exchange visit to China."
Heidelberg University was one of Germany's oldest and most advanced universities.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was the leader of Heidelberg's medical interventional research. His work focused on new clinical surgeries, and he was one of the leaders of Germany's "Excellence Initiative".
Biosensors International had invested heavily to invite Professor Rudolf Wagner to China to participate in the prostate interventional embolization research.
However, money alone was not enough.
If it weren't for the fact that Professor Rudolf Wagner was also involved in the heart stent project, even millions of dollars wouldn't have been enough to hire this god.
The director of a Class Three Grade A hospital in Sorcery City, as well as the CEO of Biosensors International's East Asia region, had been waiting at the airport with his subordinates.
A typical Germanic man walked out from the crowd, escorted by a few Chinese people. He was about fifty years old, tall, and had shoulder-length blonde hair. He did not look like a medical professor, but rather an artistic one.
"Professor Rudolf Wagner, nice to meet you." The director and the CEO went up to him immediately, extending warm handshakes.
After a few pleasantries, the group walked out of the departure lounge.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was a straightforward man. He asked as he walked, "Are the surgical equipment ready?"
"The new production line has been put into use. No matter how thin the guide wire is, we'll be able to provide it," the CEO said with a smile.
"That's great news. I only have three days before I have to return to Berlin for the Harlingener Award." Professor Rudolf Wagner was the kind of person who did not like to smile. He said whatever was on his mind, which did not match his artistic temperament.
"I know you have a lot of work to do. But Professor Rudolf, don't you think this operation will increase your reputation in the medical world? That's the damned prostate we're talking about. Old men have been trying to get rid of it for years, but now they can only resort to crude surgical methods. " The CEO of Biosensors International conversed with Professor Rudolf Wagner in German. Obviously, he was fluent in English and had no trouble communicating.
The director of a Class Three Grade A hospital in Sorcery City was dumbfounded. The interpreter beside him continuously translated their conversation.
But he couldn't get a word in edgewise.
"This is indeed a problem," Professor Rudolf Wagner admitted.
"I believe that during the Haringnar Award Ceremony, your halo will require additional divine power. I remember that Mr. Mehar is eighty-three years old. He must be interested in your latest research. "
The CEO was indeed a professional. With just a few words, Professor Rudolf Wagner was willing to put in more effort to complete this research.
"I've studied the surgery before. As long as the consumables are up to standard, the difficulty of the surgery will be reduced by an order of magnitude. Damn it! Even if it's an order of magnitude lower, it's still the most difficult surgery in the field of interventional surgery! " Professor Rudolf Wagner was tempted, but as one of the most prestigious professors in the world, he knew the difficulty of prostate interventional embolization.
If it was not difficult, the surgical method would have been formed a long time ago. Why would they wait until now?
"It's precisely because it's difficult that it highlights your importance. The Swedish Nobel Prize winners are probably very interested in your research. My God, I hope they don't get an acute myocardial infarction once the news of your success spreads. "
Professor Rudolf Wagner was not interested in this joke. He knew that prostate surgery alone was not enough to win the Nobel Prize in Medicine. However, the influential judges were all very old and would inevitably be troubled by that d * mned prostate.
This was a surgery with a bright future. It would be perfect if it was not so difficult.
A black MPV was already waiting for them outside the airport.
Professor Rudolf Wagner got into the car. Only then did the director have time to chat with the professor.
All the preparations had been perfect. Professor Rudolf Wagner, the final executor, had come to China. All that was left was to complete the surgery.
This was a little difficult for Professor Rudolf Wagner, but it was not an insurmountable obstacle.
…
Zheng Ren had no idea what was happening. He sat in the VIP room and chatted with Xie Yiren on his phone.
He had never done this in Sea City.
Chief Zheng rarely chatted with people in his life. After all, his problem was to survive. He did not have to hold his phone in his hand like Su Yun.
Work in Sea City General Hospital was stable. Zheng Ren's absence did not affect the emergency surgery.
However, Old Chief Physician Pan did not know laparoscopic surgery. Many emergency patients who needed laparoscopic surgery were transferred to the inpatient department.
The operating room was so quiet that Xie Yiren had nothing to do. She wanted to go to Imperial Capital to see if Zheng Ren had any surgery to perform.
Time passed quickly as they chatted, so fast that Zheng Ren did not notice it until Feng Xuhui walked into the high school room with the food.
After saying goodbye to Xie Yiren, Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Thank you, Manager Feng."
"It's no trouble at all." Feng Xuhui was all smiles.
This was his first time in a Class Three Grade A hospital's VIP room in Imperial Capital. The decorations were not luxurious and there was a hint of old-fashioned. However, the fact that he could stay here was a symbol of his status.
Feng Xuhui carefully pulled over the movable table beside the bed. Zheng Ren was stunned. He smiled and said, "There's no need."
"He's not dead or disabled. There's no need to eat in bed," Su Yun said.
Zheng Ren did not want to make things difficult for Feng Xuhui when he saw the helpless look on his face. After all, he owed Feng Xuhui a favor for Zheng Haixia's surgery.
He got out of bed and arranged the food on the coffee table with Feng Xuhui. Su Yun was like a boss. Ge You slumped on the sofa, showing no intention of helping.
Just as they were about to eat, there was a knock on the door.
"Come in," Zheng Ren said.
The door was unlocked and unlatched. The person outside twisted the knob and walked in.
It was Chief Bao from the cardiothoracic surgery department with Zhao Yunlong behind him. There was another person who walked in after Chief Bao. He looked … familiar, but Zheng Ren could not recall who it was.
Su Yun had a strange expression on his face. He stood up immediately but did not greet the person. Instead, he stood half a step behind Zheng Ren and whispered, "That's Chief Kong from the interventional radiology department."
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