"Oh." The professor was a little disappointed, but since Zheng Ren had spoken, he subconsciously obeyed.
When Su Yun saw that the professor was there, he was happy to be free, so he did not go into the operating room.
The professor tactfully put on his lead apron and washed his hands. Zheng Ren waited for him to start disinfecting before taking out the lead apron from the System. He put it on and went to scrub his hands.
Today, at the First Affiliated Hospital of Provincial Capital Medical University, Zheng Ren did not dare to use the System equipment for fear that others would notice something different.
As he washed his hands, he thought, 'Should I bring a suitcase with me the next time I go out for freelance surgery?'
It should be possible. Zheng Ren's mind ran wild for a while before he brushed his hands and went on stage.
Xie Yiren helped Zheng Ren tie up the sterile gown. She squatted down and pulled the corner of the gown to make it more tidy.
She looked at it and was very satisfied. She made a gesture of encouragement to Zheng Ren.
Under the sterile mask, the corners of Zheng Ren's mouth curled up slightly. His heart was warm and peaceful.
The heavy lead door closed and the surgery began.
"Boss, what kind of surgery?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked as he stood on the operating table.
"Through the femoral vein," Zheng Ren answered.
The professor immediately began to puncture the right femoral vein and inserted an end-hole catheter through the PDA into the descending aorta.
At this point, the professor stopped and waited for Zheng Ren to start.
The next step was the surgeon's job. An assistant had to have the awareness of an assistant. Professor Rudolf Wagner understood this point very well.
Ever since the first surgery, when the two of them turned around and walked off the stage at the same time, they had always remembered this.
Zheng Ren began the angiography. Then, he selected a controllable coil of appropriate diameter and inserted it into the descending aorta. Four coils were placed on the aortic side of the PDA, and 3/4-1 coils were placed on the pulmonary side of the PDA.
At this point, the surgery was halfway done. The next ten minutes were spent waiting.
The professor finally seized the opportunity and immediately said, "Boss, I know what the problem is with prostate interventional surgery!"
"Hmm?"
"The medical consumables you used might look rough and hard, but they're especially suitable for opening small arteries. Every consumable has its own use. I think your choice is simply a genius idea. "
Zheng Ren smiled bitterly. The professor had already thought of this? Then, he rushed over and told him that Changfeng Microinvasive Surgery's consumables were better.
Wasn't this bullsh * t?
He was confident that he could shorten the surgery time if he used Boston Science and Technology or Cook's consumables.
"Hello, hello." The professor turned on the walkie-talkie and tried the microphone.
"Lil Fugui, what's the matter?" Su Yun sat outside and asked lazily.
"Where are you going? Bring that thing in," Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
No one in the operating room could understand this level eight Northeastern dialect. Even Su Yun was startled.
What the hell are you talking about?
However, Su Yun's IQ was very high. He rolled his eyes and his mind was quick-witted. He immediately understood what the professor meant.
"Manager Feng, the professor is looking for you," Su Yun said.
"Ah? Me? "Feng Xuhui was dumbfounded. Who was he? But what the hell was that thing?
After all, Feng Xuhui was still young, and he couldn't handle unexpected situations very well.
After a few seconds, he braced himself, opened the sensor lead door, and walked in.
"Professor Rudolf …"
"Call me Lil Fugui!" The professor gave Feng Xuhui a sidelong glance. His gaze and tone were not as gentle as when he spoke to Zheng Ren.
He looked at Feng Xuhui condescendingly, as if a god had opened his eyes and was looking at an ant.
"Uh … Lil Fugui, are you looking for me? What do you want? "Feng Xuhui asked politely.
This was the first time he had spoken to Professor Rudolf Wagner.
However, Feng Xuhui was not used to the name Lil Fugui.
Someone in Feng Xuhui's rented apartment had a giant poodle called Lil Fugui.
The two names overlapped, making Feng Xuhui feel awkward.
Whenever Feng Xuhui mentioned Lil Fugui, the shadow of the dog would appear in front of him.
"Boss, give me ten … twenty sets of guide wire for prostate embolization." Professor Rudolf Wagner was not polite at all.
In Heidelberg University Medical Center, the professor did not care about money at all, so he brought his habit here.
"Lil Fugui, what are you doing?" Zheng Ren saw Feng Xuhui's confusion and helped him out.
"Boss, I want to bring these medical supplies that have been kissed by the God of Luck to Heidelberg! I want to complete twenty prostate interventional surgeries there! When I'm proficient, I'll perform the surgery for Dr. Mehar, "Professor Rudolf Wagner said seriously.
"Medical supplies cost money," Zheng Ren was more considerate. Seeing Feng Xuhui standing there, he reminded the professor.
"Money isn't a problem. I've never considered it," the professor said indifferently. The professor said indifferently, "You, have your people follow me. I'll get those maggots in the medical center to purchase your medical supplies directly. Damn it, I get angry when I think of those maggots. "
The professor said it casually, but his words were like a thunderclap that landed on Feng Xuhui's head.
In an instant, he directly transcended the tribulation.
Was the product going to the international market? How could it be so simple? Moreover, it was not an ordinary promotion. It was directly entering Heidelberg Medical Center, one of the largest medical institutions in Europe?
Happiness came too suddenly. Feng Xuhui immediately fell into a state of blackout.
The legs were too thick, and it did not feel good to carry them. There were always surprises, the kind of surprises that made people's blood pressure rise.
"You, I'm serious. I'm not talking nonsense," the professor said. "Your guide wire is not easy to use, but since the boss uses it, I have to use it. It's settled. You guys go and prepare. I'll return to China in a few days. You guys find someone to go back with me. "
"Lil Fugui, when are you going back?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Boss, the patient is stable. I'll bring him back," Professor Rudolf Wagner said respectfully. Professor Rudolf Wagner said respectfully. His tone changed so quickly that people were not used to it. "It's not like you'll let me be your patient here."
The professor finally complained in a low voice. He was full of resentment and "delicate" pitiful.
Zheng Ren did not say anything. He did not pay attention to the professor at all.
He glanced at the time. It was almost ten minutes.
"Manager Feng, you can go out. We have to step on the line here," Zheng Ren said. "Contact your company as soon as possible about what Lil Fugui said. He'll be leaving in a few days. "
Feng Xuhui was in a daze. He nodded and turned around to leave like a puppet.
Listening to Zheng Ren's instructions, he still refused to believe that all of this was true. Was it possible to enter the international market? The company's medical supplies were just imitations. Would they be sued for intellectual property rights?
Feng Xuhui thought about more and more things.
Zheng Ren looked at the time. It was exactly ten minutes.
He began to step on the line and repeated the aortic arch descending angiography to confirm that the position of the spring embolus was appropriate, the shape was satisfactory, and there was no residual shunt.
He controlled the rotating handle to release the spring coil. Then, he repeated the right heart catheterization and withdrew the sheath tube.
After the surgery, Zheng Ren turned around and left the stage.
Professor Rudolf Wagner tacitly applied pressure to stop the bleeding.
"Boss, don't leave in a while. I have something to tell you," Professor Rudolf Wagner said hurriedly when he saw that Zheng Ren was about to leave.
"Tomorrow. I'm too tired today." Zheng Ren waved his hand and rejected the professor's invitation without hesitation.
What else could the professor want from him? It was just to study prostate interventional embolization.
These things were not difficult at all for Zheng Ren, who was at the Legend-level.
Chatting with the professor about these things was really a waste of time.
If it was any other time, it would have been fine. But now, Zheng Ren was very tired.
It was a very busy day, but the most tiring thing for Zheng Ren was not the four TIPS surgeries and the one patent ductus arteriosus surgery. It was the patient's family who was indifferent and wanted to remove the tracheal tube.
Until now, Zheng Ren could still hear the sound of the patient biting the tracheal tube with his teeth when the tube was removed.
It was fine as long as the result was perfect. That was it.
Zheng Ren felt physically and mentally exhausted.
"Boss, I'll go to the ICU after the surgery," Su Yun said to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren was very assured of Su Yun, especially since this patient was a cardiothoracic surgery patient. There was nothing to worry about.
The surgery was finally over. Du Chunfang's life should have been saved. Zheng Ren felt a trace of joy in his exhaustion.
This was the first time in his ten years as a doctor that he had indulged himself.
He hoped.
There would be a perfect ending.
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