The next morning, Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren arrived at Sea City General Hospital.
At 7: 55 am, Professor Rudolf Wagner arrived at the emergency ward on time like a mechanical watch.
Zheng Ren greeted the professor and Old Chief Physician Pan before going downstairs.
Downstairs, a black BMW X5 was parked at the door.
The exhaust pipe made a rattling sound. Feng Xuhui stood at the front of the car. When he saw Zheng Ren come out, he quickly opened the door.
Zheng Ren had no idea how much trouble he had caused for Feng Xuhui.
Because the northeast company was newly established, there were only two to four kinds of supplies. Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery did not have such a big appetite to swallow the entire northeast market in one go.
When he received the call last night, Feng Xuhui was stunned.
So many supplies for TIPS surgery … Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery's northeast branch did not have them at all!
He put down Zheng Ren's phone and immediately called Chairman Ma to explain the situation.
Chairman Ma did not hesitate at all. Considering the cost, he ordered the Imperial Capital company to send someone to drive overnight and transfer 20 sets of TIPS surgical supplies to Sea City. Moreover, he had the foresight to start contacting and quickly replenish the supply in Imperial Capital.
Sea City was not too far from Imperial Capital. It took five to six hours to reach by car.
At around four in the morning, the sales staff from Imperial Capital rushed to Sea City. Feng Xuhui heaved a sigh of relief.
The sales staff from Imperial Capital threw the BMW X5 directly to Feng Xuhui, saying that Chairman Ma said that this car would be the exclusive car of the northeast region in the future.
This kind of support made Feng Xuhui cry with gratitude.
He no longer had the means to communicate by delivering breakfast. He was already very anxious.
He had to make it in time for Zheng Ren to make a phone call even if he had to bow his head to the ground.
This was a happy worry.
He drove straight to the Secondary Hospital.
Zheng Ren sat in the front passenger seat and Feng Xuhui began the next step of his distress.
His own thigh was sitting beside him. He could not just face him and not talk, right?
However, Chief Zheng … was really difficult to communicate with. No matter what Feng Xuhui said, he just hummed and said perfunctory things.
In the end, it was Professor Rudolf Wagner, who was sitting in the back row, who chatted with Feng Xuhui in a heavy Northeastern accent. It was very pleasant.
Zheng Ren received a call from Director Zhang and asked if he wanted to perform the surgery directly or take a look at the patient first.
Professors who were freelance surgeons could do both of these.
According to the procedure, it was necessary for the surgeon to see the patient before the operation.
However, for freelance surgeons, in order to operate on more patients, earn more money, and increase their efficiency, most of them would not treat patients.
When they got off the plane, the patient was already on the operating table.
It had nothing to do with medical ethics. The local hospitals that could invite professors from Imperial Capital and Sorcery Capital to perform surgery were basically all tertiary Grade A hospitals. He still needed to have the most basic qualities, right? Besides, he must have seen the radiographic films before the surgery. If the patient was too serious, the freelance surgeon would have directly rejected him.
What a joke. There were so many simple surgeries out there, yet he chose to do the difficult ones? You shouldn't do this if you're courting death.
Of course, freelance surgery was also risky.
In the 2000s, there was an orthopedic professor in the Imperial Capital who went to Shijiazhuang for freelance surgery.
The patient had a simple fracture, but because of his old age, the bone was not connected after the surgery. Without any hesitation, his family sent someone to the capital to break the professor's leg. (Note 1)
Zheng Ren did not even think about it and said that he wanted to see the patient first.
Although Sea City General Hospital was only 18.4 kilometers away from the Secondary Hospital, they belonged to two different hospitals after all. There was nothing wrong with being cautious.
Zheng Ren had been cautious all his life and it had long become a habit.
18.4 kilometers did not take long to drive, even during the morning rush hour.
Sea City's morning rush hour could not compare to that of Imperial Capital, Sorcery Capital, or even Provincial Capital.
The infectious diseases hospital was located in a remote area. It took Feng Xuhui twenty-five minutes to reach the Secondary Hospital.
A dozen doctors in white coats were waiting in front of the inpatient department building. It was obvious that they were waiting for Zheng Ren.
Feng Xuhui was a little surprised. The Secondary Hospital was welcoming Chief Zheng at the entrance of the inpatient department building?
What kind of identity and status did they have?!
Professor Rudolf Wagner did not care.
Every time he went to other hospitals to perform demonstration surgeries … In short, it was never this simple.
The car stopped and the plump man jogged to the passenger seat and opened the door.
"Chief Zheng, you're here."
Zheng Ren did not know whether to laugh or cry when he saw the plump man's fawning expression.
He was at least forty years old, so it was difficult for him to open the car door for a young doctor.
"You're welcome," Zheng Ren said.
"No, it's what I should do." The plump man's face was full of smiles. "I came back to talk to our thoracic department chief. Yesterday, you performed a thoracotomy in the emergency resuscitation room. You were skillful and accurate. I'm very impressed."
Zheng Ren was expressionless and did not seem to hear him. The plump man continued to smile and did not flatter him.
"Chief Zheng, we meet again." Director Zhang was the first to reach out his hand.
"Director Zhang, thank you for the trouble." Zheng Ren shook hands with him and smiled. "The patients are all in good condition and can effectively reduce the chances of surgery failure."
"This is the first time I'm worried that you might not be able to use the equipment in the operating theater."
"I'm using Changfeng's equipment. This is Feng Xuhui, the manager of Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery in the northeast region. "Zheng Ren patted Feng Xuhui's shoulder.
Feng Xuhui had just gotten out of the car when Zheng Ren introduced him and explained that he would be using Changfeng's equipment for the TIPS surgery. He was instantly moved to tears.
Director Zhang greeted Feng Xuhui reservedly and did not even extend his hand. However, Feng Xuhui did not mind. He was the director of the Secondary Hospital and his breadwinner. Even if he slapped him in the face, he would still have to smile and say yes.
He introduced the department chiefs who were accompanying him and Zheng Ren shook hands with them one by one.
The chief of the hepatology department was fine, but the chief of the interventional radiology department was hostile.
Zheng Ren sensed it but did not take it to heart. He only vaguely remembered that the chief of the interventional radiology department was called Cheng Lixue.
Cheng Men Lixue was an easy name to remember.
Judging by his expression, if not for Professor Rudolf Wagner, who was standing behind him, he would have exploded on the spot.
'It's not a bad idea for the professor to put on a show,' Zheng Ren thought.
Under Director Zhang's lead, Zheng Ren first examined the patients.
The first patient was a patient with refractory ascites. The laboratory report this morning showed that the patient's physical examination was relatively good and his condition was much lighter than the one in Sea City General Hospital.
Zheng Ren was satisfied. When he examined the second patient, a doctor from the Secondary Hospital sent the first patient to the operating theater.
After examining the eight patients, Zheng Ren had a deeper understanding of Director Zhang's meticulousness.
All the patients were patients with refractory ascites. This way, the small probability of vomiting blood during the operation could be avoided as much as possible.
'This man is really good,' Zheng Ren thought.
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Note: In 2010, my grandfather had surgery with a Beijing specialist. It was a rumor I heard while chatting over dinner.
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