The next day, Zheng Ren woke up early and stretched his muscles before heading upstairs for breakfast.
Because they had something to do, everyone ate absent-mindedly. Xie Yiren then drove to the hospital early in the morning.
It was not time to go to work yet, but the road conditions were a mess.
Compared to last night's subway ride, Zheng Ren felt as if a lifetime had passed.
He arrived at the interventional radiology department, changed his clothes, and went to the gastroenterology department to check on the patient. The old lady was nervous. Zheng Ren tried to comfort her, but it was to no avail.
Only those who were lying on the operating table would be nervous. Any words of comfort would be easier said than done. Zheng Ren knew that.
Zheng Ren only wanted to know the patient's blood pressure this morning, whether the catheter was buried, and other preoperative conditions.
Zheng Ren was relieved that everything was going according to plan.
In fact, this was just a 'small' surgery. However, this surgery was an important part of his plan, so it was normal to make a big deal out of it.
Hu Yanhui sent him a pair of Google glasses. Zheng Ren put them on without any discomfort.
"Have you tested the equipment?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I tested it twelve times last night and all of them were successful." Hu Yanhui smiled and said, "Teacher Zheng, please don't worry. I am the most professional."
Her skin was darker, but her teeth were very white, and her smile was very bright.
As long as the equipment was good, Zheng Ren did not want to worry about other things.
Professor Rudolf Wagner arrived early as well. He was relieved to see that Zheng Ren had arrived first.
For some reason, this boss had always shown that he did not care about the Nobel Prize. This was something that the professor could not understand.
Today, Professor Rudolf Wagner finally saw him tense up. This was something worth celebrating.
After the handover, Professor Zhao, who was temporarily in charge of the department, was a little absent-minded.
He had not slept well last night when he heard that Xinglin Garden and Zheng Ren had joined hands to broadcast the surgery.
Professor Rudolf Wagner performed the TIPS surgery early in the morning. Professor Zhao did not go to watch because of some reservation in his heart.
Putting aside the speed of the surgery and the standard of the surgery, the patient's postoperative recovery was indeed fast.
The issue of the New England Journal that Zheng Ren published about the TIPS surgery was almost torn apart by Professor Zhao, but he still could not find the key to the surgery.
Zheng Ren must be hiding something! Every time Professor Zhao thought about this, he would grit his teeth in hatred.
However, was the surgery going to be broadcasted live?
Zheng Ren's stroke of genius confused Professor Zhao.
Why did he do it?
Name?
What could be more prestigious than the Nobel Prize in Medicine and Biology?
Profit?
How much could a live surgery cost? With Zheng Ren's skill level, it was not surprising that he could earn 100,000 yuan a day when he went out to perform freelance surgery.
Fame and fortune were out of the question. Why would Zheng Ren take such a huge risk to perform a live surgery?
In Professor Zhao's opinion, the live broadcast of the surgery was a gimmick. Whether it was a live broadcast of a large-scale conference or something else, it was all a gimmick!
Many professors performed demonstration surgeries at large conferences, and in the end, their reputations were ruined.
This Boss Zheng looked a little simple and honest, but he was definitely not stupid. Professor Zhao had the most basic judgment of Zheng Ren. If he was a fool, then what was she?
Therefore, he tossed and turned the whole night and actually lost sleep.
With dark circles under his eyes, Professor Zhao forced himself to be energetic. After the shift was handed over, Professor Zhao came to Zheng Ren and said with a smile, "Boss Zheng, are you going to broadcast the surgery today?"
"Yes." Zheng Ren smiled. He prepared to go for ward rounds first and then pick up the patient himself.
Because he was the first to come into contact with the patient, Zheng Ren did not plan to let the professor or Su Yun do such small work.
It was to prevent the patient from being nervous and having his blood pressure rise, leading to an unpredictable situation.
"Today, I have to see Little Zheng's skills." Professor Zhao smiled harmlessly.
Su Yun glanced at him and sneered. He brought the professor, Little Oliver, and Zheng Ren. They first went for ward rounds, then prepared to go to the operating theater to prepare for the surgery.
Professor Zhao acted as if he did not hear Su Yun's sneer. He followed beside Zheng Ren and did not do ward rounds. As he walked, he said, "Boss Zheng, how do you do a live broadcast of the surgery? It's not easy to do a live broadcast. Three years ago, an old professor did a live broadcast of the TIPS surgery. In the end, he pierced 15 needles but failed. Later, he gave up the surgery. "
"Oh, the failure of the surgery has nothing to do with the live broadcast, right?" Zheng Ren said lightly.
"But after that, everyone talked about other things. The first thing they thought of was the failure of the live broadcast of the surgery. No one remembers how many times it succeeded before, "Professor Zhao said with concern." Boss Zheng, listen to me. Don't do this. "
"Thank you," Zheng Ren said. "The surgery shouldn't be a problem. Thank you, Professor Zhao."
As he spoke, Zheng Ren took a step forward and began to ward rounds with a group of people under his command.
Young people were arrogant and despotic. Professor Zhao saw that Zheng Ren was' stubborn 'but was not angry. When Zheng Ren turned around and left, he smiled.
Yes, he smiled.
What he wanted to do was to bury a nail in Zheng Ren's heart.
He thought that Zheng Ren only thought of the benefits of the live broadcast of the surgery and did not think of the disadvantages. With such a nail in place, if the surgery did not go smoothly, what would happen would change greatly.
The live broadcast was still the most difficult and luckiest TIPS surgery.
He would go and watch the surgery later. It was a live broadcast of the surgery. He was now in charge of the entire department, so it was normal for him to care about the little comrade.
If he could really see his surgery make a mistake … The corner of Professor Zhao's mouth revealed a sincere smile.
It was as if Zheng Ren's surgery had really failed.
Young people were arrogant and despotic. Did they not know how to climb high and fall hard?
Professor Zhao brought people to ward rounds and was not in a hurry. After that, he asked the doctors under him to bring the patient to the operating theater while he slowly changed his clothes in the changing room.
Soon, Su Yun, Professor Rudolf Wagner, and Little Oliver came in and changed their clothes to make preoperative preparations.
Professor Zhao and Zheng Ren were polite and still maintained a gentle mask. However, when he saw Su Yun, he did not think so.
During the surgery before the earthquake relief, Su Yun directly set his phone to time. This was a slap to his old face.
Professor Zhao's face was cold. He waited for Su Yun to greet him or provoke him.
However, Su Yun acted as if he did not see such a person. He chatted and laughed with the professor. After changing his clothes, he went straight into the operating theater.
What was worse than ridicule was disregard. Professor Zhao almost spat out a mouthful of blood.
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