Doctor Zheng had come to Imperial Capital and even participated in the emergency rescue of a stab wound?
Hyaluronic acid had caused blindness and he had rescued the patient?
Among the top interventional doctors in the country, he had come out on top?
In Sorcery Capital, the German professor had completed the surgery and Doctor Zheng was going to challenge the same technique tomorrow?
One after another, in the minds of news reporters, they became sharp and eye-catching headlines, flying all over the sky.
Every one of them was excellent material. Abandoning any of them would be a lifelong regret.
In the end, everyone was absent-minded.
The two doctors did not notice the expressions of Tang Xiu and the others. They gossiped about Zheng Ren's recent stay in Imperial Capital for nearly two hours. Some were facts, some were speculations, and they were full of enthusiasm.
These things, if left to dry, would become a legend in a few years and be used to accompany wine.
Tang Xiu became more excited as she listened. Gradually, a crazy and bold idea appeared in her mind.
While the two doctors were chatting, Tang Xiu took out a pen and paper and began to record.
She had always thought that words written on a computer had no soul.
Scattered thoughts were put into practice on the white paper.
Quickly.
The other two reporters also got rid of their prejudice against Zheng Ren. They looked sideways to see what Tang Xiu was writing and chatted with the two doctors about Zheng Ren's emergency treatment in Sea City.
Large-scale nitrite poisoning was very rare. In addition, this matter had been weathered by time and exuded the light of legend. The two Imperial Capital doctors' eyes lit up and they drank two glasses of wine in one go.
Soon, Tang Xiu's thoughts became clear.
The whole idea excited her. This was the perfect interview, the pinnacle of her career.
Excitement and shock.
She looked up at the two doctors. They were already a little tipsy. It was obvious that the previous interview was a little sloppy, but it was not suitable to continue.
Although she had an idea, it was not clear. She still needed to brainstorm with the other two.
If she followed her plan, it would be a big project. It could not be sloppy and waste so much good material.
Tang Xiu asked for some details and the possibility of the relevant doctors accepting the interview.
Finally, she exchanged contact information with the two doctors and arranged for an interview the next day.
After sending the two doctors home, the cameraman asked, "Chief Editor Tang, do you have an idea?"
"Yes, make it into a promotional video that promotes the positive energy of society. If it's done well, it can even become the main theme of our city's recent publicity."
The other two reporters knew very well what it meant if a report could become the main theme of recent publicity. They nodded repeatedly, looking impatient.
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Zheng Ren closed his eyes slightly and held the micro-guide wire from Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery in his hand. He rubbed it bit by bit, feeling its hardness and texture.
The substitute in the System Space was basically the same as the real thing. The only difference was a hair's breadth.
However, after advancing to the Grandmaster rank, he realized that his sensitivity to surgical consumables had also increased. Hence, in order to ensure the success of the surgery, he would not let go of even the slightest possibility of improvement.
Feng Xuhui, Chairman Ma, and the others hurriedly went through the cumbersome purchasing procedures. At noon, Zheng Ren had a bite of lunch and returned to the guest house, quietly playing with the micro-guide wire.
As he coiled the micro-guide wire, Zheng Ren's mind sketched out a 64-slice CT scan of the patient's prostate for tomorrow's surgery. Which approach to take, how to insert the micro-guide wire, when to start the imaging … The surgical process was repeatedly polished in Zheng Ren's mind.
Zheng Ren calmed himself down and constantly simulated the surgery in his mind, slowly adjusting himself to his best condition.
The micro-guide wire in his hand became smoother and smoother the more he coiled it.
If Su Yun were here, he would definitely laugh at Zheng Ren.
Some people coiled beeswax, some coiled beads, but Zheng Ren coiled the micro-guide wire. What a unique move.
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Department Chief Kong was busy with his exhausted body.
He had to go through the procedures of Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery. However, that was not the main thing. What worried him the most was the discussion with Li Haitao about the prostate interventional embolization surgery tomorrow.
Although Zheng Ren had displayed great strength, it was not enough for a department chief from Imperial Capital to risk his reputation and advocate for the surgery to be broadcasted.
If Zheng Ren did not have a research paper that was highly likely to be published in The Lancet, if the postoperative condition of the patient in Sorcery Capital was not ideal, if Zheng Ren had not demonstrated superb skills in completing the interventional surgery for small nodules of liver cancer …
When the news of the surgery being broadcasted tomorrow spread through the Internet, the interventional surgery community was in an uproar.
Shenzhen City, Development Zone People's Hospital, in the chief's office.
The atmosphere in the bright, spacious office was stifling.
Wu Haishi sat in his chair, frowning in deep thought.
"Professor, I don't understand." Mu Tao was silent for a long time after learning that the surgery would continue and that it would be broadcasted live.
Old Wu shook his head. After a few minutes, he said, "I heard that Department Chief Kong and Dr. Zheng have been working together on the differential diagnosis of small nodules of liver cancer and cirrhosis. Two projects in one go … Chief Kong is too impatient."
"I'm guessing that Professor Rudolf Wagner's postoperative patients had complications and Chief Kong saw hope?" Mu Tao asked.
"That's possible. Prostate interventional embolization may seem inconspicuous, but it's as difficult as TIPS. The industry is still trying to figure it out. Even if Professor Rudolf Wagner's postoperative patients had complications, it doesn't mean anything. "Old Wu's voice became softer and softer, as if he had fallen asleep.
Mu Tao dared not disturb him. His professor's energy was getting weaker as he grew older. Many things had happened recently, especially the prostate interventional embolization performed by the German professor. It was a huge blow to Old Wu.
After returning to Shenzhen City, Mu Tao stayed by his professor's side, afraid that Old Wu would suffer from cardiovascular and cerebrovascular problems in time.
Old Wu was not that fragile. He did his ward rounds and guided surgeries when necessary. However, the news from Imperial Capital that the prostate interventional embolization would be performed the next day shocked Old Wu.
Who had given Department Chief Kong and Zheng Ren the confidence to challenge the world's top interventional surgeon, Professor Rudolf Wagner, and a specialized production line that was backed by enormous financial resources?
Zheng Ren was young and aggressive. It was understandable that he did not want to admit defeat. However, how old was Department Chief Kong? Why would he 'go crazy' with Zheng Ren?
Professor Pei Yingjie of the Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital in Sorcery Capital could not understand either.
Like Old Man Wu, he left the Imperial Capital overnight. He was younger than Old Wu and was one of the top professors who were still active in front of the operating table.
However, there was no point for Pei Yingjie to stay in Imperial Capital.
The more skilled a person was, the more they would understand this.
To be honest, Professor Pei Yingjie acknowledged Rudolf Wagner's surgical skills from Germany's Heidelberg University, but he did not think that the professor could surpass his own.
The final straw that broke the camel's back was the specialized production line that Biosensors International had invested heavily in.
It was a victory of money, not skill.
Professor Pei Yingjie was furious because this model could not be popularized.
He stood quietly in front of the office window and looked out at the concrete jungle of Sorcery Capital, feeling depressed.
Behind him, Jin Yaowu felt conflicted.
The news of Professor Rudolf Wagner's successful surgery meant that Zheng Ren's surgery was no longer necessary.
From a certain point of view, was this a form of 'comfort'?
However, Jin Yaowu did not think so.
He was indignant about losing to Zheng Ren. He still had a chance to turn the tables. However, Professor Rudolf Wagner was a formidable opponent that he could not challenge. Now, Zheng Ren was challenging him in public! Who gave him the confidence to do so?
"Sigh." Professor Pei Yingjie pondered for a long time but could not figure out how Zheng Ren could reach the standard of the interventional surgery in Sorcery Capital.
The skill was not the problem. The problem was … the materials!
To make up for the difference in materials, a higher level of skill was needed.
This …
Was basically impossible.
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