Haicheng City, City No. 1 Hospital, Emergency Intervention Catheterization Laboratory.
"Zheng Ren, leave a copy of the imaging data." Su Yun finished compressing to stop the bleeding and put the patient on a flat car. The urologist took off the lead suit after sending him away and came to the operation room and said.
"Oh." Zheng Ren didn't ask him what he wanted to do.
Su Yun was not in a hurry to change clothes, and stood quietly behind Zheng Ren, watching Zheng Ren scan the images frame by frame, picking out meaningful node images and saving them.
After about ten minutes, Zheng Ren completed his work and printed an image and gave it to Deputy Director Shen of the Department of Urology.
The images are very typical. Although he will not perform interventional surgery, Deputy Director Shen can still explain to the patient's family what is done during the operation and what may happen after the operation based on the images.
"There is probably a blood clot in the bladder..." Zheng Ren babbled.
Deputy Director Shen smiled and said, "Mr. Zheng, we can handle this. Thank you very much this time. Let's have dinner together another day."
"The chief resident, I can't leave."
"It's only been one year, it's still a long time." Deputy Director Shen smiled and left the interventional catheterization laboratory with the film.
Zheng Ren stretched his waist. The end of emergency rescue always brings a sense of relaxation and comfort.
At this time, the phone rang.
"Zheng Ren, come to my office." Old Director Pan's bold voice came out.
"Okay." Zheng Ren stood up quickly, as if Director Pan was right in front of him even though he was on the phone.
The corners of Su Yun's mouth twitched slightly, suppressing a sneer.
The two changed clothes and went straight to Director Pan's office on the first floor of the emergency building.
I knocked on the door and went in. I saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes sitting on a chair chatting with Mr. Pan.
"Zheng Ren, this is the sales manager of Changfeng MicroPort, Manager Feng." Director Pan introduced Zheng Ren when he saw him coming in.
Manager Feng, who was in his mid-twenties, looked very green. As soon as he heard the introduction from Director Pan, he stood up quickly without seeing clearly. He stretched out his hands, lowered his head slightly, and said very politely: " Hello, my name is Feng Xuhui, you can just call me Xiao Feng."
"Hello, Manager Feng, I am Zheng Ren, Director Pan's soldier."
"You are Mr. Zheng, right? I was listening to Mr. Pan praise you just now. I didn't expect you to be so young." It was only then that Manager Feng took a closer look at Zheng Ren.
"You're welcome, sit down and talk." Old Director Pan waved his hand and said: "Xiao Zheng, didn't Chang Yue say a few days ago that there was a patient who needed help? Manager Feng's Changfeng MicroPort is a domestic A new minimally invasive consumables company is promoting its technology."
Zheng Ren knew in his heart that this was the case.
In order to sell products, medical device companies, similar to shopping malls, initially promote products for free.
However, because the technical level of medical devices is very high, there are only a few large companies in the world. In recent years, large-scale imitation has been going on in China, such as Tianjing MicroPort and Changfeng MicroPort.
"Then thank you first, Manager Feng." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Domestic medical devices can reduce the patient's hospitalization expenses. This is good news for patients."
"Mr. Zheng, you are too polite." Manager Feng was obviously a recent graduate and was a little shy when he spoke.
Just by looking at Manager Feng, Zheng Ren could guess that this Changfeng company didn't pay enough attention to the Haicheng market.
If it were a larger market, they would definitely send a smart and powerful salesperson to handle the relationship with the relevant hospitals, and they would definitely not let a recent graduate come over.
But since people come to deliver warmth, it’s hard to say anything.
"If you need anything, just tell Manager Feng." Old Director Pan said with a smile.
Only then did Manager Feng calm down and remember his purpose.
"Director Pan, Mr. Zheng, the support provided by the company this time is very strong." Manager Feng said with a smile: "Because Haicheng's interventional surgery is not strong, this time Professor Pei Yingjie from the Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital will come to give a lecture. And surgery.”
"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. This script exceeded his expectations. He originally thought that he would do it by himself and just ask someone to lend a hand and find some free supplies.
"Professor Pei Yingjie is a nationally renowned expert and one of the editorial board members of "Interventional Surgery." Manager Feng began to recite Professor Pei Yingjie's resume as if he were reciting a text, which was a little jerky.
Zheng Ren smiled and pretended to listen carefully to Manager Feng's introduction.
Since he was a professor from Shanghai, his technical level should not be bad. Zheng Ren didn't care. It was just a third-level surgery, and anyone could do it.
As long as Zheng Yunxia's tumor is controlled, the goal will be achieved. Zheng Ren has no intention of doing it himself.
Five minutes passed, and after Manager Feng nervously recited Professor Pei Yingjie's resume, which he had memorized countless times, he became more open-minded.
The hands that had been shaking no longer shook.
"When will Professor Pei arrive?" Old Director Pan asked.
"If all the preoperative preparations are completed, he can arrive the next day." Manager Feng said.
"Okay." Zheng Ren stood up, stretched out his hand again and shook Manager Feng's heartily, and said, "I'm going to do the preliminary preparations. Leave a phone number for Manager Feng, and I'll contact you when I'm done."
Manager Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zheng Ren to be so motivated to work. He quickly took out his mobile phone and exchanged phone numbers and WeChat messages with Zheng Ren.
After leaving Director Pan's office, Su Yun sighed and said, "It's still a small temple."
"It would be nice to have one. If it were a rural hospital, people wouldn't even bother to come." Zheng Ren didn't care and walked quickly to the emergency ward.
"You're the chief resident, 24365, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"
24365 is a joke-like saying in the hospital, which means that the total number of hospitalization days is 365 days a year, and you have to be in the hospital 24 hours a day.
Come to think of it, who would be in a hurry at home
"Go back and read." Zheng Ren said coldly and walked up the fire escape to the second floor without looking back.
"No wonder I'm single. The worst thing in the school is nerds like you... I guess you can't be called a nerd. You did a good job with the surgery."
Zheng Ren was really too lazy to talk to this guy. When he returned to the office and saw Chang Yue writing medical records, he said, "Let Zheng Yunxia come to the hospital. There are no surgical contraindications in the preoperative examination. Professor Pei from the Shanghai Hepatobiliary Hospital in Shanghai will do the surgery."
"Yeah!" Chang Yue showed a rare happy expression in front of Zheng Ren, "Is it free?"
"Well, Changfeng minimally invasive contact." Zheng Ren said, sitting at the table and reopening "Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery".
Su Yun held the mobile phone in his hand and sat behind Zheng Ren as usual, playing with it.
Zheng Ren seemed to be able to hear the sound of enemy troops arriving on the battlefield thirty seconds later. Chang Yue picked up the phone and started contacting Zheng Yunxia to come to the hospital.
What was playing on Su Yun's cell phone was the image of Zheng Ren's interventional surgery.
He was holding the mobile phone in his left hand and twirling his right hand slightly, as if he was simulating an operation.