Of the 18 patients, 7 of them agreed to the live broadcast of the surgery.
After discussing with Xinglin Garden, the live broadcast patients were delayed and placed at the back.
After all, it was early in the morning, and doctors in the country were performing ward rounds and surgeries. Although the timing in Europe was just right, Peng Jia still decided to establish a foothold in China first.
Only when the roots are firmly rooted can they grow wildly.
"Boss Zheng, I won't stand on ceremony for the first surgery," Zhou Chunyong said with a smile after leaving the interventional department.
"Yes." Zheng Ren wanted to say something, but he immediately thought of the last time he taught Zhu Liangchen surgery. Zhu Liangchen was very unhappy.
He remained silent and only responded with a nod.
After all, he was a nationally renowned expert, and he was also guarding his home. At the very least, he still needed to maintain his reputation. It didn't seem right to use the hemostatic forceps to hit it.
However, if he were to speak, it would be a waste of time. Why not let Su Yun teach surgeries in the future? That fellow was sharp-tongued. If he caught a single mistake on the operating table, he could make someone commit suicide out of embarrassment.
Hmm, this is a good idea. I should carefully consider its feasibility.
When they arrived at the corridor, the business manager was secretly observing from a corner. Although Chief Zhou did not look friendly, he still waited for a while before following them. As a businessman, if he couldn't even put down his pride, he might as well resign and go home.
He didn't say anything and just followed behind silently, sizing up Feng Xuhui from afar.
He was not old. It seemed that he did not have any special relationship with the legendary Boss Zheng who Chief Zhou had invited, who had been nominated for the Nobel Prize.
The two of them walked one after the other. There were no intimate conversations or other actions. Everything seemed so calm.
He knew that Boss Zheng came from a remote small city in the northeast. He probably hadn't seen much of the world. With someone supporting him, he brought him all the way to the Imperial Capital.
After making the most basic judgment, the business manager felt a little more at ease.
For this kind of thing, they could just follow up and grind it out. How could a junior doctor who had never seen the world withstand the attack of sugar-coated bullets?
Many old doctors had been knocked down. As a hot-blooded young man, it would not be a problem for him. However, wine, women, avarice, and temper were never unexpected.
How about a young and beautiful saleswoman? It seemed to be an idea, but the business manager was still prepared to observe more.
When he arrived at the entrance of the operating room, he did not enter immediately. Instead, he waited outside.
When Chief Zhou went into surgery, he would go in to take a look and see the situation. He often went to the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery in Imperial Capital, so he was very familiar with the nurses in the operating theater. He did not cause trouble, so he still had the right to go in and take a look.
After all, he had single-handedly built this place. He was very familiar with everyone in the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Interventional Surgery in Imperial Capital, including the nurses in the operating theater.
"Manager Tang, what are we going to do next?" Seeing that everyone had entered the locker room, the saleswoman whispered behind the business manager.
"I'll go in and take a look at the situation. You go and find all kinds of information now. Don't just look for information on the manager of Changfeng. Focus on Boss Zheng, "Manager Tang reminded.
He still had the most basic insight and could see the essence of the problem at a glance.
If Boss Zheng was not here to support them, who would pay attention to a small salesman from Changfeng? Saying that he was the manager was giving him face. Changfeng Microinvasive's annual shipments in the Imperial Capital might not even be able to catch up with his company's shipments in the Imperial Capital.
Small companies like ants could only steal a portion of the market when they weren't paying attention. You want to go all out? They were not qualified!
Manager Tang's judgment was accurate.
The ecology of the entire market was the same.
He held his phone and looked at the time.
Ten minutes later, Manager Tang made a phone call. They chatted familiarly for a while before someone opened the door.
"Xiao Liu, how's the surgery going inside?" Manager Tang asked with a smile.
He was very familiar with the nurses in the department. A few years ago, when he was in the Imperial Capital's Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, Manager Tang almost vomited blood and died.
There were a few nurses in the operating theater who could drink. Xiao Liu was one of them. When Manager Tang saw her, the acid in his stomach returned.
"I'm doing it." Nurse Liu's mood seemed to be a little off. She did not say anything. She just opened the door of the locker room and asked Manager Tang to change his clothes before rushing back.
What was going on? Manager Tang was a little confused.
Even if it was a TIPS surgery, the nurses in the interventional operating theater were already tired of watching it. What else could they do?
However, one thing was certain. The surgery had already begun. He only wanted to see the situation. It was best not to meet Chief Zhou, lest he made Old Zhou unhappy.
He took the time to change his clothes. Manager Tang put on his hat and mask. The aseptic measures were very standard and he quietly walked into the operating room.
He was an outsider. If the aseptic operation was not strict, the matron could swing the medical record clip and throw him out.
Don't think that treating him to a few meals was enough. Manager Tang knew this in his heart.
He tiptoed and tried his best to be invisible as he entered the operating room. He saw the limping young man sitting on the sofa, looking at the operating theater through the lead-lined glass with a blank and nervous expression.
'He's still young,' Manager Tang thought.
'He's still nervous about watching the surgery. What a rookie.' Manager Tang smiled in his heart.
He glanced at the screen first. The puncture kit had already been inserted and was about to be punctured. This was the key. Manager Tang knew it.
The people who ran the business knew the surgeries they came into contact with better than the doctors in other departments.
Otherwise, this business would basically not be able to run.
Now that the competition in various industries in the country was becoming more and more intense, it was not pleasing to open one's mouth and show one's timidity.
Manager Tang raised his head and looked at the surgery situation through the lead-lined glass. Chief Zhou stood in the surgeon's position. As he put down the puncture kit, he said something to the young Boss Zheng.
He watched quietly. It was a pity that it was not Boss Zheng's surgery. Otherwise, he would know the level of this legendary Nobel Prize candidate at a glance.
In fact, Manager Tang did not think that Zheng Ren's level was very high.
His identity as a Nobel Prize candidate was most likely also flattered.
Otherwise, why did the domestic newspapers and magazines not report it? Logically speaking, this kind of thing should have long been known by the overwhelming amount of information.
The two of them were probably discussing how to do the surgery together. Manager Tang watched silently.
Soon, the puncture kit reached the approximate position and stopped.
Behind the lead-lined glass, Chief Zhou asked something. Zheng Ren made a gesture, indicating what to do.
The two of them communicated for less than a minute before Zhou Chunyong moved.
However, as soon as he moved, the hemostatic forceps arrived like a summoned beast.
Manager Tang could vaguely hear the sound of the hemostatic forceps whistling in his ears. Finally, it landed on Chief Zhou's radial process with a 'pa' sound, like a thunderclap.
His face was blank and nervous. His expression was exactly the same as Feng Xuhui's.
What the hell was going on?
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