Professor Rudolf Wagner was a little depressed, but he knew that if he persisted, he might not even have a chance to hit Gad with a hemostatic forceps.
One is just one, you have to keep your eyes open and go all out. Let Gade, an old rival, struggle painfully under the blows of his own hemostatic forceps! His wailing will become his wonderful memory forever!
After discussing this, we finally came up with a method that everyone can accept. Hu Yanhui contacted Peng Jia excitedly, saying that he was going to do a lot of live teaching surgeries, and Xinglin Garden needed a lot of publicity.
Professor Rudolf Wagner came directly to Gade and scolded: "Go and disinfect your hands, you won't wait for me to do these things. How old are you, you don't understand this rule?!"
Professor Gerd Muller glared angrily, but there was nothing he could do. Just now Rudolf did it from beginning to end, with a very low posture, just like Dr. Zheng's assistant.
There are 30 more patients to follow, which means that I have to do it 30 times.
When was the last time I was disinfected and draped? Professor Gerd Muller was in a trance. How to do it? It's been so long that the most basic procedures need to be thought through before they can be flawless.
He didn't want to be laughed at by Rudolf from the moment he laid out the order. That tyrant had been laughing at him for so many years!
Hands were brushed and disinfected very carefully, and sterile sheets were laid out layer by layer. Every move was made as flawlessly as possible, leaving Rudolph unable to find fault.
"Boss, this is too slow." The professor complained to Zheng Ren.
It's indeed a bit slow, but it doesn't seem to matter, Zheng Ren thought to himself as he held his forehead with his hand.
Time passed bit by bit.
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Peng Jia arrived at the airport, changed his ticket, and flew directly to Frankfurt. I was about to board the plane, and just as I was going through the security check, my phone started ringing crazily again. He was a little helpless. His career was getting bigger and bigger, but he was getting busier and busier, and even the security check was not quiet.
The person on the other side of the phone was very persistent, and the ringing sound continued until Peng Jia passed the security check. He was a little unhappy. Who was this? He kept calling.
Picking up the phone, Peng Jia was a little surprised to see that it was Hu Yanhui calling. Didn't you just finish talking? Why did you call yourself again
He didn't dare to neglect and got through immediately.
"Xiao Hu, what's going on?"
"Mr. Peng, Boss Zheng is going to do 30 live teaching surgeries." Although Hu Yanhui lowered his voice, the joy that was beyond words overflowed directly from the phone.
Peng Jia was a little confused.
It was said before that there would only be one live broadcast surgery, but now why did it suddenly become 30 live broadcast teaching surgeries? !
"You... say it again!" Peng Jia suppressed the ecstasy in his heart and said in a deep voice.
"Mr. Peng, this is a live broadcast of 30 teaching surgeries!" Hu Yanhui replied cheerfully.
"..." Happiness came so suddenly that Peng Jia was stunned.
Not to mention the teaching of live broadcast surgeries, just 30 tip surgeries, such a huge number, is enough to skyrocket the traffic in the live broadcast room and make those venture capital investors bleed again.
"Mr. Peng?" Hu Yanhui heard the voice on the phone went silent and whispered, "I suggest you do more publicity."
Peng Jia thought to herself, why do you need to tell me? But this Xiao Hu is really her luckiest employee. She said she would give it a try, but she didn’t expect that 30 teaching surgeries would be broadcast directly.
Is it possible that Mrs. Zheng likes Hu Yanhui
Impossible, Peng Jia immediately rejected his idea. He has seen Shay people, as long as they have basic aesthetics, they will not make this choice.
It's just... Hu Yanhui's luck is really good.
Promotion!
Pay raise!
Do you need to consider such a good and capable employee? Peng Jia did not hesitate to give credit to Hu Yanhui.
Some people work hard all their lives, but it is difficult to get recognition from their bosses, promotions and salary increases. Hu Yanhui, on the other hand, received promotions and salary increases again and again without doing almost anything.
Man, it's really different.
After Peng Jia said a few words to Hu Yanhui, he hung up the phone and began to arrange tasks with the relevant middle-level managers of the company.
This matter is a big deal for Xinglin Garden, the biggest matter.
It wasn't until the plane was taxiing that Peng Jia turned off his phone angrily.
Time is still too tight. When I go to Heidelberg, I must have a good chat with Boss Zheng. At least a long-term cooperative relationship must be established, and it would be even better if it can be exclusive.
With countless things on his mind, Peng Jia was not sleepy at all.
What to do and what to say to Boss Zheng? He thought of countless plans and overturned countless plans.
All the way to Frankfurt, Peng Jia's mind never stopped thinking. But he didn't feel tired. This was a big deal. After it was completed, he would have plenty of time to rest, so he was not in a hurry.
As soon as he got off the plane, Peng Jia turned on his mobile phone first. It's a pity that the signal is not good, so we can't go to Xinglin Garden at all.
At this time, Peng Jia felt anxious as she didn't know what was going on with the live broadcast of the teaching surgery.
Immediately, he dialed the number of the vice president in charge of information.
"It's me, how about the live broadcast?" Peng Jia asked anxiously.
After that, Peng Jia was silent all the way, without saying a word, and the assistant who was following him looked a little anxious.
Mr. Peng walked out of the airport like a zombie, turned off his phone, and looked ahead blankly.
If the assistant hadn't led the way like a guide dog, Peng Jia would have been lost in the streets of Frankfurt.
"Mr. Peng." The assistant called Peng Jia intermittently, but it wasn't until the thirty-third time that Peng Jia frowned and said, "Tell me, what price should I offer to Boss Zheng?"
"Huh?" The assistant was stunned for a moment. Where is all this? Give Boss Zheng a price? Isn't there an agreement
"Boss Zheng is so capable. I set the price low, and I'm afraid he won't agree. But the price is too high, which seems inappropriate." Peng Jia was very distressed. His family's financial foundation was weak and he couldn't compare with those large hospitals.
At the Mayo Clinic, Boss Zheng paid tens of thousands of dollars for an operation. At such a price, even if Peng Jia was killed, he wouldn't be able to offer it. Occasionally, I grit my teeth and admit it. But if it wants to be normalized, Xinglin Garden will definitely not be able to sustain it.
Boss Zheng is no longer the little hospital chief in Haicheng who has never seen the world. After returning from Mayo and Heidelberg this time, he is afraid that he will enter another realm of life.
But for me, it is simply too distressing, the distress of happiness.
The assistant can't give an answer to this kind of thing. Peng Jia just talked casually and didn't expect to get an answer.
The vice president in charge of information just said that for the first time in history, the live broadcast of surgery exceeded the astonishing number of 20,000 people online at the same time!
More than half of them are paying users from abroad.
After getting off the plane and changing trains, Peng Jia was used to taking the high-speed train, and taking this slow train again made Peng Jia's heart feel swollen.
I really wish I could turn into a bird and fly directly to Heidelberg.