"This …" Chief Guo still did not understand. He hesitated for a moment and asked, "You have to leave 10-15cm below the knee joint before you can place the prosthetic. It's only 2-3cm. After the prosthetic is installed, it will fall off as soon as it moves. What should we do? "
"Chief Guo, this is the most traditional prosthetic." Su Yun glanced at Chief Guo and opened his mouth to spit.
At this moment, Zheng Ren opened the airtight lead door and walked out.
"Hey … Help me massage it. I have some things to deal with here," Zheng Ren looked at Liu Xuzhi and said with some embarrassment.
Zheng Ren could not recognize this person at all.
Liu Xuzhi did not think much of it. He was just curious about the final outcome of this argument.
He smiled at Zheng Ren, walked into the operating theater, and began to massage.
Because there was only one puncture needle hole, it was pressed with gauze. There was no need to scrub his hands, which was more convenient. The patient was in a state of septic shock, and his blood pressure was not high. Zheng Ren left for dozens of seconds, but nothing happened.
"Um, this is …" Zheng Ren stuttered a little. It was as if he had not spoken for too long. Once he spoke, it was as if he was a stranger.
"It's Chief Guo from the orthopedics department of Chengdu Provincial Hospital." Su Yun saw that Zheng Ren rarely came out and realized that he had something important to do. He took a step back and stood behind Zheng Ren on the left.
"Hello, Chief Guo." Zheng Ren took off his sterile gloves. His hands were covered in sweat. He hesitated for a moment and rubbed his hands on the surgical gown, but he did not extend his hand.
"Doctor Zheng, right? Hello, you're young and promising." Chief Guo did not mind. He directly extended his hand to express his respect for Zheng Ren.
They shook hands and let go.
"Chief Guo, are you thinking about the financial problem of installing prosthetic limbs?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Prosthetic limbs. The textbook standard is to reserve the bone under the joint. It needs at least 10cm." Chief Guo smiled bitterly. How could he not want to have one less joint? But he really could not.
"Do you think it's like the equipment in Forrest Gump …" Su Yun could not help but open his mouth. Just as he opened his mouth, Zheng Ren nudged him with his elbow and he angrily shut his mouth.
"Chief Guo, on July 23, 2007, New York, United States, Juan Arredondo, an American soldier who lost his left hand in the Iraq War.
Arredondo demonstrated the function of the new bionic prosthetic limb, "Zheng Ren said calmly. "Bionic prosthetics have long been on the market in the United Kingdom. Now, there are related companies in Europe and the United States that produce such prosthetics. This happened a long time ago. According to recent reports, bionic prosthetics can adapt to 2-3cm residual limbs. "
"…" Chief Guo was stunned.
He was aware of this information. However, due to economic reasons, very few people in the country were fitted with such prosthetics. If there were really rich people who needed it, they would contact foreign hospitals themselves, go abroad to get prosthetics, and do related rehabilitation training.
What was the point of Doctor Zheng talking about this?
Zheng Ren scratched his head and asked, "Su Yun, did I call Lil Fugui?"
"No," Su Yun said with certainty.
"Why do I remember fighting? Could it be that I slept for ten minutes just now? "
"Yes, it's just a dream." Su Yun said, "You've been busy like a dog. You left your phone at the airport after you got off the plane. What are you going to use to make a call?"
Only then did Zheng Ren realize that Su Yun was right.
That was the phone call he had made to Professor Rudolf Wagner in his dream.
Fortunately, he had asked, so it wasn't too much of a delay.
Xie Ning looked at Zheng Ren, wondering what he needed. This hairy son-in-law was getting more and more interesting.
"Can anyone lend me their phone for a while? I want to confirm one thing," Zheng Ren said.
"Use mine." Xie Ning immediately handed the phone to Zheng Ren.
Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Uncle Ning, thank you."
Hmm, not bad. He remembered him this time. Xie Ning was very satisfied that the embarrassing thing did not happen again.
He had lowered his expectations. In fact, satisfaction was very easy to achieve.
Zheng Ren wiped his hands on his sterile surgical gown and wiped the sweat off his hands. Then, he dialed a number according to his memory.
It was Professor Rudolf Wagner's phone number. Zheng Ren took a look at it at that time and still remembered it.
"Who is it?" The professor's voice came from the phone. Zheng Ren's mood was a little strange. He really wanted to call Xie Yiren …
"Lil Fugui, it's me," Zheng Ren said.
"Oh my god! Boss, you're still alive! "Professor Rudolf Wagner roared in surprise.
"…" Zheng Ren and Su Yun looked at each other. They really did not know how to answer the professor's words.
"Boss, boss, when are you coming back? I miss you so much," the professor almost roared.
"Lil Fugui, let's get down to business," Zheng Ren said. Zheng Ren said, "I remember you told me that there was a donation to a charity fund. Is that true?"
"I thought you weren't interested in money," Professor Rudolf Wagner nagged. "It's true. I was nominated for the Nobel Prize by Dr. Mehar, and it's a promising nomination. Two to three charity funds have already contacted me. "
"I remember that in Sea City, you said that I could use this money however I wanted? Is that so? "
"Boss, everything is as you wish. It's almost true. It's just that there are some trivial procedures. I suggest that you buy a villa on the beach in Miami. Every morning when you wake up, open the door, and face the sea, spring flowers bloom. "
"Who taught you all this nonsense?" Zheng Ren asked with a frown.
Su Yun's expression was a little ugly.
However, Professor Rudolf Wagner did not answer Zheng Ren's question. He directly asked, "Boss, I'm very happy that you've finally returned to the human world from heaven and are beginning to be interested in the currency in the human world. I hope that you can come back quickly with your hands that have been kissed by the heavens. Our Nobel Prize project has already begun! "
When they heard about the Nobel Prize project, Chief Guo and Chief Jiang's ears pricked up like rabbits.
Nobel Prize? This young man?
What a joke!
"Lil Fugui, let's get down to business," Zheng Ren said. "How much can the charity fund donate?"
"To be able to win the Nobel Prize, it starts at least 50 million euros. If it's just a nomination, it's only 10 to 20 million euros, "Professor Rudolf Wagner said.
"Okay, I'll go back after I'm done here," Zheng Ren said firmly. "How many euros did you bring with you?"
"10 million euros."
"Lower Saxony, Otto Bock Company, Dude City. Help me contact them. I have a large number of people who need prosthetics … The money can be taken from the donations, "Zheng Ren said.
"…" Professor Rudolf Wagner was stunned.
Zheng Ren and Su Yun could even imagine the professor's expression on the other side of the phone.
"Is there any difficulty?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Boss, buy 10 million euros of prosthetics? You are … "The professor swallowed his saliva.
"It's 50 million euros. Yes, you said that if we can win the Nobel Prize, there will be charity donations of this amount, at least," Zheng Ren said with certainty.
"Bo … Boss … Are you sure you can get it this year?" The professor's voice was trembling.
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