Director Kong was a little worried and stared at the screen.
The guide wire was super-selected into position, and several large bends were not difficult for Zheng Ren at all.
Director Kong is now used to Zheng Ren's "extraordinary" performance and turns a blind eye to it. He concentrated on watching the black shadow representing the spring coil, following the guide wire into the blood vessel little by little.
No, this black shadow looks different from the spring coil I am familiar with.
Very thin, very small.
The more delicate the consumables are, the more difficult they will be to operate, but this will certainly not be difficult for Boss Zheng. The question on Director Kong's mind is what this thing is.
Neurological coils? Seems smaller and thinner than that.
Except for small spring coils used in neurology, no one uses such things. Because the more sophisticated the consumables are, the more expensive they are. If this was a spring coil, wouldn't it cost tens or hundreds of thousands
Director Kong was confused. Could it be that he came up in a hurry and didn't wear reading glasses, so he had trouble seeing
He subconsciously moved forward.
"Director Kong, what's wrong?" Ye Qingqiu felt strange. He couldn't understand the surgery. Coupled with his professional habits, there was a slight disturbance around him. He noticed it earlier than anyone else.
"No, what type of spring coil is this?" Director Kong muttered quietly.
But before he could understand, Zheng Ren had already opened the spring coil and inserted it 3cm below the fireworks.
The position was just right. After waiting for nearly a minute to take another photo, the fireworks became extremely faint.
"It's not that we are here..." Director Ye also felt strange. He glanced at Director Kong, saw the confusion on his face, and turned to look at Liu Xiaojie.
Liu Xiaojie was trying her best to hide herself in the corner so as not to be so conspicuous.
A group of 912 doctors, with a medical director among them, was a huge pressure for Liu Xiaojie, who had just graduated.
When Ye Qingqiu's gaze was directed at her, Liu Xiaojie felt that the room suddenly became dark.
The gaze that could penetrate people's hearts was so sharp that she suddenly panicked and was at a loss. He had no choice but to lower his head and look at his toes.
"Which manufacturer are you from?" Ye Qingqiu asked lightly.
"Changfeng." Liu Xiaojie replied in a daze.
"Come here." Ye Qingqiu was full of authority, although he didn't want to scare the little girl. But just the faint majesty exuding from her body and the support of many 912 doctors and directors around her were enough to overwhelm Liu Xiaojie.
At school, Liu Xiaojie also met various leaders. But they didn't wear isolation suits, and the background wasn't life-or-death rescue. I had never thought about the difference between these before, but now I see it, it is still quite big.
Walking over in a daze, Liu Xiaojie felt that her body was stiff, as if she had had a stroke.
"Doctors and nurses who are not from our hospital are not allowed to enter the operating room. Don't you know this rule?" Director Ye habitually threw a big hat over.
This is the way to do things, especially when you are condescending. Find faults first, and then the other person will feel timid.
It's just that he didn't say anything, but this sentence immediately confused Liu Xiaojie.
Isn't it allowed? There seems to be such a thing. But it seems that no director... Boss Zheng will stand up for himself. What if something goes wrong
Liu Xiaojie completely forgot to answer Director Ye's question, and her mind went blank.
"Is your manager inside? Where did the spring coil come from?" Ye Qingqiu continued to ask.
It sounds casual, but the order of speaking is a good habit accumulated over the years. But what he didn't expect was that he was asking a newbie.
Liu Xiaojie looked at her toes with empty eyes, remembering that no matter where she went when she was in school, when did someone speak so harshly
Why did everything change just after entering society
"I have a question for you." Seeing her silence, Ye Qingqiu repeated impatiently.
It's okay not to say it. As soon as he said these words, Liu Xiaojie's tears fell.
It fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
In the operating room, after the angiogram was confirmed, Zheng Ren stopped stepping on the line. The airtight lead door opened, and Feng Xuhui limped out holding the remaining supplies.
When he came out, he was surprised to see Liu Xiaojie crying with her head down. Director Ye looked at her dissatisfied.
Feng Xuhui quickly put the consumables on the trolley case. Before he could pack them away, he first pulled Liu Xiaojie aside and stood between Liu Xiaojie and Director Ye, bending down slightly.
Although he was wearing a sterile mask, he still smiled cautiously as usual and said: "Director Ye, she is new here, what's wrong?"
"Oh, you must be that Feng Xuhui." Director Ye smiled, his tone no longer as serious as when talking to Liu Xiaojie.
This is the person close to Boss Zheng, so you should always be polite.
"It's me, it's me." Feng Xuhui responded quickly.
"What kind of consumables did you just hit on the stage?"
"Oh, that one is a spring coil made in Germany. I went to Heidelberg a few days ago. Fugui'er thought it was good, so he brought some back to me, saying that Mr. Zheng might be able to use them," Feng Xuhui said.
Ye Qingqiu glanced at the two large trolley cases and wondered how many weird consumables were contained in them
"How do you charge for this kind of thing?"
"No, no, as long as Mr. Zheng can use it smoothly, it's a trivial matter whether it's money or not." Feng Xuhui said quickly: "Besides, Fugui'er asked me to take this with Mr. Zheng, so I can't charge for it. "
Ye Qingqiu was a little emotional.
Look at what Boss Zheng is doing...
The supplies dealer puts his feet in front of his feet and his heels in front of his feet, for what? Aren’t you just selling consumables and things to make money? It is said that they will change their attitude when they turn around. That is because there is only a profit relationship between manufacturers and doctors.
But look at Boss Zheng, the manager of the manufacturer, carrying two large trolley cases, flying from China to North America and from North America to Europe, and he had to constantly replenish supplies.
This is not just about money.
Is this how internationally renowned professors are treated? Ye Qingqiu didn't understand.
But whatever he was thinking didn't stop Ye Qingqiu from talking about other things.
"Thank you for your hard work, Manager Feng." Ye Qingqiu said, "Go and take a rest."
After saying that, he walked through the crowd and walked into the operating room.
Zheng Ren's operation to embolize the ruptured branch of the internal iliac artery was performed very quickly. The abdominal cavity had just been opened, and the negative pressure suction was still sucking blood, making a gurgling sound.
Ye Qingqiu stood behind Director Wei, looking at the situation in the patient's abdominal cavity. It was full of blood, and a small part had just fallen, so nothing could be seen yet.
"Boss Zheng, are you here to help?" Director Wei had already seen the surgery to embolize the branches of the internal iliac artery. The operation was performed quickly and steadily, and Boss Zheng truly lived up to his reputation. This operation was extremely risky, so he directly invited it.