Chief Kuang walked Boss Zheng to the door, but Zheng Ren insisted on calling a cab himself.
However, Lin Yuan did not have the same tacit understanding as Su Yun. After Zheng Ren reminded him twice, Lin Yuan downloaded the ride-hailing app.
Seeing this, Director Tao was dumbfounded.
If Boss Zheng was being pretentious, he would not go so far as to say that he did not lack this bit of money. Director Huai had gone to the Imperial Capital for further study and had heard from Director Zhou Chunyong that the group of foreign experts had all paid high "tuition fees" to study in the Imperial Capital.
He could earn tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of yuan just by giving a few lectures. Was he really lacking in taxi fare? That's impossible!
However, when it came to calling for a taxi without any software, Director Huo really didn't have any ideas. What era was this? How come there wasn't even a car hailing app?
"I just came back from overseas, and I haven't adapted to life in China yet." Lin Yuan explained as he logged into the app.
It sounded like he was talking to Director Huai, but he was actually explaining to Boss Zheng. Although Lin Yuan knew that his boss would not be angry, he was still a little apprehensive.
"Oh? Doctor Lin, which school did you graduate from? "Chief Kuang followed up on Lin Yuan's topic to prevent the situation from becoming awkward.
"Harvard Medical School."
Director Li was silent.
As for what kind of diploma it was, whether it was a graduate student or a doctoral student, it was meaningless to ask. Boss Zheng's lackeys were all Harvard graduates. This style! This aura!
However, that was normal. What kind of person was Boss Zheng? He did not need a junior doctor beside him to serve as a foil.
Zheng Ren found it troublesome, so he waved his hand and hailed a taxi. He bade farewell to Chief Kuang and left.
"Chief, who is this?" a family member of the patient asked in a low voice.
"Boss Zheng of the 912." Director Wang said absent-mindedly as he watched the shadow of the taxi gradually blend into the night.
"Professor from the 912, you've worked hard, you've worked hard. Otherwise, our People's Hospital would have to say that you're amazing. You're able to get a professor from Imperial Capital to perform surgery with just a phone call. "The patient's family kept complimenting him.
If it was anything else, Director Kuang would have acquiesced.
However, he recalled that Boss Zheng had performed the surgery that he could not do. He had easily and skillfully taken out the IABP tube, and his heart was filled with endless reverence.
"It was a coincidence." Director Kuang continued to stare at the night sky. His back was slightly bent, and he was extremely respectful. He did not care if Boss Zheng had already left or if he could not see him at all.
"Huh?" The patient's family was stunned. He had thought that it was someone Chief Ai had specially found.
After nearly a minute, he saw that Director Ai was still in a strange posture. He was shocked and whispered, "Director, why don't we go back?"
Director Xu thought for a moment, sighed, and turned back.
"Chief, why do you think the professor in Imperial Capital is so young? If you didn't tell me, I wouldn't have recognized him," the patient's family member asked curiously.
"You can't look at him just because he's young. Boss Zheng was recommended for the Nobel Prize this year," Director Huo said softly.
If he said anything else, the patient's family might not understand. But when it came to the Nobel Prize recommendation, he was immediately stunned.
Was it that powerful?!
"She performed the surgery well, and she's also kind. Your old lady is lucky." Chief Kuang said, "Coincidentally, Boss Zheng came to our place to play. He encountered an emergency patient and sent him to our hospital."
Thinking about the coincidences involved, Director Xu sighed. Boss Zheng really didn't give him any chance at all. He even sternly rejected his request to drive him back to the resort.
That's right. Chief Zhou might be the driver if he stood here. As for himself, it was better to do the TIPS surgery well first.
Seriously, if he couldn't do the TIPS surgery well, he couldn't even be the driver.
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"Boss Zheng, did you use the strength of your wrist during the surgery just now?" In the car, Lin Yuan asked about the details of the surgery.
"It's the feeling." Zheng Ren looked at the night ahead and explained to Lin Yuan, "When you perform surgery in the future, you have to use the feeling. Touch the guide wire with your hand and feel every kind of force coming from it. Especially the effect of the blood flow on the guide wire. This is very important. "
With just one sentence, Lin Yuan fell silent.
The smell in the dark taxi was not very good. The strong smell of natural gas was a little pungent. However, she did not notice this. Her right thumb, index finger, and middle finger gently twisted as if she was performing surgery, experiencing the feeling that Boss Zheng had mentioned.
"If you can feel the impact of the blood flow, after the J-type guide wire pulls the IABP catheter during the surgery, gently move it and you can feel where the resistance is coming from." Zheng Ren's voice was a little distant. When it reached Lin Yuan's ears, it was like the morning bell and evening drum.
"Actually, it won't be very stuck. It's just that Chief Zheng used the wrong strength during the surgery."
"If he used the right strength, would he be able to take it out in an instant?" Lin Yuan asked.
"Yes, but even if he took it out, it would be a coincidence. It depends on the probability," Zheng Ren said. "I don't recommend this. You still have to build a good foundation. Only by mastering the feeling and at least having a certain level of understanding can you start doing intrauterine interventional surgery. "
"When the balloon opens the blood vessels and valves of the fetus' heart, the requirements for strength are very strict. In addition, the conduction path is very long. It's very difficult to feel the strength at the first moment and then make changes. "
"I understand." Lin Yuan nodded in the back seat, his slender neck exuding a fair luster.
"Perform more surgeries. Every day when you go home, you have to think about the different strength of each surgery," Zheng Ren said. "Over time, there will be a day when you break through."
"What about Brother Yun? I don't think he's going for surgery."
"His talent is different. There's no way to compare." Zheng Ren thought of Su Yun and felt a kind of envy in his heart.
He had done more than two days of training for the conjoined heart surgery, and his cardiothoracic surgery skills had improved to almost the same level as his own.
Talent was a mysterious thing, but if it really fell into place, it would make people dumbfounded.
There was no way to compare. Lin Yuan thought about this sentence in her heart and felt indignant.
They were both top students. How could she be convinced? She never believed that there was anyone in this world that she could not compare to.
Although she had been dealt a blow after entering Boss Zheng's medical team, it did not matter. Lin Yuan clenched her fists and cheered herself on.
Then, she began to recall the surgery just now.
Although the surgery time was very short, the guide wire went in and the IABP catheter was removed, and the surgery was over. However, there were too many details and techniques that he had to comprehend in that instant. Lin Yuan actually had to think for a long time before he managed to grasp a little bit of a clue.
Back at the hot spring villa, Zheng Ren scanned the code to pay and walked in with Lin Yuan.
Although it was late at night, the courtyard was still brightly lit. A few tables of tourists were eating supper. After entering, Zheng Ren saw Little Yiren eating with a smile. Su Yun was holding a wine bottle in his hand and drinking arrogantly.
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