After Ma Quan received Feng Xuhui's information, he began to arrange for people to go to the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery to handle the procurement of medical supplies.
At first, he was still skeptical. This kind of thing might just be a nice thing to say during a casual chat. When it came to the business, all kinds of excuses and delays would not be completed within a year and a half.
Ma Quan still asked the business manager of the Imperial Capital to personally run it.
However, in less than two hours, a call came from the other side. He said that a deputy director of the Department of Interventional Medicine from the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital had taken him away. Everything had been completed.
This was something to be happy about, but Ma Quan knew that there was only one person behind it — the junior doctor from Sea City, Boss Zheng.
It seemed that he had to raise Feng Xuhui's importance.
He personally instructed that the business share of the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital would be included in Feng Xuhui's performance.
Although this kind of thing would make the Imperial Capital's regional manager unhappy, Ma Quan did not care.
If he could not open up the situation for a long time, he would let Feng Xuhui do it. If Feng Xuhui could continue to expand his territory, Ma Quan did not mind letting Feng Xuhui take over the entire business of the Imperial Capital.
Moreover, how could Ma Quan not know the person behind this matter? The favor had to be done. Otherwise, he would have to make a name for himself afterwards.
As for Feng Xuhui …
He only had one main job — to accompany Boss Zheng well.
Two hours later, the product entered the Imperial Capital's Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Hospital. This efficiency was faster than last year's product entering the 912 hospital.
From the subtle difference, Ma Quan could tell that Zheng Ren's influence had grown to a sensational level.
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While Ma Quan was busy, the TIPS surgery had been completed in the 912 interventional operating theater.
Zheng Ren was fine. After the ward rounds, he invited a few chief physicians and foreign experts to the demonstration classroom. He began to explain the difficult problem of how to determine the surgical puncture point from the nuclear magnetic resonance imaging from an anatomical point of view.
As for Zhou Chunyong, he signed the document immediately. He did not even look at it and signed his name with a smile.
Department Chief Kong was also very helpless about this.
If he rejected Zhou Chunyong for Old Fifth Zhu, it would definitely go against Zheng Ren's original intention and would also bring unpredictable resistance to the entire project.
'This Old Fifth Zhu, I still have to urge him a little,' Department Chief Kong thought to himself.
The patients in the six surgeries were stable. Chang Yue and Chief Resident Shen began to work on the flow. Observe the patient's condition, regularly review liver function, and blood ammonia to prevent possible complications such as hepatic encephalopathy.
Hepatic encephalopathy was rare, and even if it did occur, the symptoms were very mild. The patient did not have any signs of consciousness disorder or strange behavior. However, Chang Yue and Prof Shen still carried out the procedure very seriously.
Feng Xuhui had always been pulled by Su Yun's side, and Su Yun did not have much interaction with him. He was only holding onto his phone and chatting.
"Xiao Feng, can we have barbecue tonight?" Suddenly, Su Yun asked.
"Sure, where do you want to eat? I'll make a reservation right away," Feng Xuhui replied immediately.
"Where should I set the location? Roast it yourself. The kind with charcoal fire." Su Yun said, "Don't join in the fun. Oh right, don't drive. Drink a little tonight. Don't be like the boss. Drinking a mouthful of wine is like taking his life."
Feng Xuhui felt flattered. He tried hard to remember what an outdoor BBQ entailed.
If he really didn't prepare everything, it would be very disappointing.
"Brother Yun, what have you prepared for BBQ?" Feng Xuhui asked.
"Huh?" Su Yun glanced sideways at Feng Xuhui. His eyes naturally carried a look as if he was looking at an idiot.
"…" Feng Xuhui was stunned. Did he say something wrong?
"BBQ is more suitable to be translated as smoking. We're talking about the 'barbecue' of Chinese cuisine. It's more appropriate to call it a Western grill. It's just that the word BBQ has been expanded in use. Family gatherings, outdoor barbecue, and the like are also used to call it BBQ, but that's very unprofessional, "Su Yun said.
"…" Feng Xuhui did not understand the difference at all. He looked at Su Yun in confusion.
"Large pieces of meat are smoked and roasted in sealed firewood for more than ten hours. This is what Americans call BBQ. In China, small pieces of meat are skewered on charcoal and roasted quickly. This is called barbecue." Su Yun explained patiently, which was rare for him. He did not immediately start arguing. "Is there anything you want to eat?"
"Uh …" This was also what Feng Xuhui wanted to ask. He wanted to collect what everyone wanted to eat and then get busy and prepare.
It was very difficult to bring all the things for an outdoor barbecue at once.
"I … Anything is fine."
"Then I'll take anything," Su Yun said.
"Should I contact a barbecue shop?" Feng Xuhui asked tentatively.
"A roadside stall? No need. " Su Yun lowered his head and said, "Someone is ready. A commercial car is coming to send us there. Beer, do you have any suggestions? "
"No." Feng Xuhui became more and more confused.
"Then I'll take Slow Boat's self-brewed beer.
It doesn't matter if you're not used to it. "Su Yun directly decided." The shop on East Fourth Eighth Street is small and crowded. There are many foreigners. The wine is not bad. I also like the atmosphere there. Occasionally, I can even strike up a conversation with a foreign girl or something. But the boss is willing to be quiet, so there's nothing I can do. Do you think it's very sullen to have such an autistic boss? "
Su Yun spoke absent-mindedly and casually pushed Zheng Ren into a corner.
Feng Xuhui did not dare to reply.
As for Slow Boat, he was even more dejected.
Time passed very quickly. Su Yun pulled Feng Xuhui to the cafeteria to have a bite and then continued to chat. As for Zheng Ren, he did not even eat.
Feng Xuhui knew that Zheng Ren was not interested in eating, but after performing six TIPS surgeries, he began to lecture. He did not even eat a meal. This was too much.
Zheng Ren did not feel the same way.
He stood on the podium in the demonstration room and began to lecture the doctors who had signed the agreement in the room according to the process of his discussion with Mu Tao.
This method had been proven to be effective. Even Liu Xuzhi, who came from a second-grade hospital and had a weak foundation, could master it in the end, let alone these top well-known experts at home and abroad.
Even so, there were still people asking questions, making the whole process very slow.
It was not until after three o 'clock in the afternoon that everything was explained clearly.
After that, many professors still had all kinds of strange questions. Zheng Ren's basic knowledge was solid, so he calmly answered the people below the stage.
Whether it was his ability to reconstruct, reading radiographs, or dissection experience, Zheng Ren was the best.
There were very few questions that could stump him.
Moreover, when it came to problems related to TIPS surgery, Zheng Ren had long been tempered. The experience of nearly a hundred surgeries coupled with the System's ability allowed him to handle them with ease.
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