Lin Ge nodded and glanced at Feng Xuhui. Then, he walked out of the operating room and went to the control room.
He looked around, but he did not look at the surgery. Instead, he picked up a chair, walked quietly to the operating room, and sat down quietly.
The technician was dumbfounded.
Back when Lin Ge was in the medical administration division, he always had the image of a good old man. However, whenever the clinical side needed to look for Lin Ge, it was when he made a mistake. No matter how good his temper was, it was useless. He did not even dare to look him in the eye.
It was like a normal official facing the Embroidered Uniform Guards. This was a natural trait.
Once upon a time, Lin Ge moved a small stool and sat outside to guard the door. 'Boss Zheng is mighty,' the technician thought.
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Two hours ago.
When the live broadcast of the surgery was about to begin, Peng Jia was standing uneasily at the entrance of the company in the Xinglin Garden headquarters to welcome the experts who came to watch the live broadcast of the surgery today.
Although the control of Xinglin Garden, which he had founded with his own hands, had been forcibly taken away, Peng Jia did not resent it. He knew that this was a necessary experience if he wanted to survive.
The core technology was in the hands of the people. That was the hard truth. The forum model was no longer suitable for this era and would be gradually eliminated.
Uncle Ya, who had once brought the forum to its peak, could not be listed because of its unclear profit model. It had declined beyond recognition.
In Peng Jia's hands, Xinglin Garden could not escape this shackle.
He could see where the business opportunities were in the live broadcast of the surgery, but he could not do it. This was the so-called high standards but low ability.
Peng Jia acknowledged this point. Although his shares had decreased, his dividends had increased a lot. It was enough.
Especially after Boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize, the number of paid views in the surgery live broadcast room continued to rise. If this trend continued, the survival of Xinglin Garden would not be a problem in the next one to two years.
As for what would happen next, Peng Jia felt that he couldn't see it clearly and was too lazy to think about it.
However, ever since he found out yesterday that Boss Zheng was really going to be the patient with late-stage cancer, Peng Jia had been in a state of anxiety.
It was very common for Boss Zheng to perform a surgery. It was nothing. However, when Peng Jia saw the uploaded medical records and radiographic films, he was stunned.
He contacted Uncle Ning and told him his opinion on the matter very seriously.
Peng Jia firmly disapproved of the live broadcast of the surgery for cancer patients.
But his request was rejected by Uncle Ning.
Zheng Ren was a doctor. He knew what surgeries should and should not be performed. He just needed to do a good job in the livestream and come up with a plan to deal with the aftermath of the failure of the surgery.
These were Uncle Ning's original words. After hearing these words, Peng Jia's heart turned cold.
I don't have the right to speak, that's why I'm like this. Didn't he know how difficult the surgery was? Boss Zheng could do whatever he wanted? There was no supervision, no supervision, and he could do whatever he wanted.
However, Peng Jia had no other choice. He still had to do what he had to do. After all, Peng Jia not only treated this job as a money-making job, but also a career.
Otherwise, his eyes would not have lit up when he saw the live broadcast of the surgery and directly invited Boss Zheng to do the live broadcast after the earthquake relief was over.
'The difference in ideas is just a small problem,' Peng Jia comforted himself.
In order to expand publicity and influence, Xinglin Garden would invite some relevant experts to the live broadcast of every major surgery.
However, after Boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize, the difficulty of inviting people became lower and lower. The experts he invited turned out to be of a higher level.
This time, he invited experts from the glandular department, the vascular department, and the orthopedic department.
One surgery involved three different fields. Was this reliable? Peng Jia had been conflicted.
Uncle Ning said not to interfere with the affairs of the experts. If it was another surgery, Peng Jia would definitely think that this sentence was right.
But now, Peng Jia had reservations about this.
The chief of the glandular department and the chief of the vascular department arrived first. A vice president behind Peng Jia sent the two chief physicians to the conference room.
Peng Jia was uneasy as he waited for Chief Yang of a famous orthopedic hospital in Sorcery Capital.
Ten minutes before the live broadcast of the surgery began, a Mercedes-Benz stopped steadily at the door. Peng Jia immediately put on a smile. He could not let the internal conflicts of the company affect the overall image of the company. Peng Jia understood this.
He smiled and prepared to open the car door.
However, before he could reach the car, the front door opened and Chief Yang walked out.
"Chief Yang, you're here," Peng Jia greeted with a smile.
Chief Yang nodded but ignored Peng Jia's outstretched hand. Instead, he respectfully opened the back door and covered the door with his right hand to prevent the people inside from hitting their heads when they got out of the car.
Peng Jia was stunned. From the looks of it, there was a more important person. However, Chief Yang was already the leader of the orthopedics department in the country. Who could make him respect him so much? Could it be …
An old man got out of the car. Chief Yang supported the old man's arm and said to Peng Jia, "Teacher is more interested in Boss Zheng. I heard that there's a live broadcast of the surgery in Xinglin Garden today, so I came to take a look."
"Shen … Academician Shen!" Peng Jia did not expect such a god to come uninvited. He was a little stunned for a moment.
It turned out that whenever Xinglin Garden had an event, doctors from the relevant departments would be invited to attend. This could also be considered a way of publicity. However, the people invited were only limited to the chief physician level. It was very rare to invite anyone higher than that.
This surgery carried the prestige of Boss Zheng's Nobel Prize, so there was almost no resistance when inviting people. When they heard that such a difficult surgery was going to be broadcast live, and that the surgeon was Boss Zheng, who had just won the Nobel Prize, the invitees readily agreed.
However, Peng Jia really did not expect to invite a big shot like Academician Shen, and he even came uninvited.
He was not flattered. Instead, the moment he saw Academician Shen, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck his head. He was completely dumbfounded.
Peng Jia knew the difficulty of today's surgery. If the surgery was messed up in front of Academician Shen, how could he step down?
While he was in a daze, Academician Shen walked over and extended his hand with a smile. "Chief Peng, hello."
The old man was very kind, like a spring breeze. He was not as arrogant as some chief physicians.
"Old Shen, Old Shen, I didn't expect you to come. I was stunned for a moment. I'm sorry." Peng Jia quickly bowed down. He held Academician Shen's hand with both hands and moved it gently.
"I'm an uninvited guest. You don't have to be so polite," Academician Shen said with a very kind smile. Academician Shen smiled kindly and said, "I've read the medical records. Boss Zheng is challenging his limits. Young man, you have courage. "
At that moment, Peng Jia did not even know what to say. He did not expect Academician Shen to be so kind. He looked like an elder in the family. He could only say a few polite words based on his instincts. He lowered his head and welcomed Old Shen into the company building.
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