Zheng Ren was stunned.
Why is this like going to a nightclub
Director Zhou's playfulness was a little too much, and Zheng Ren's face looked a little ugly. But Zhou Chunyong was fooling around, why did the experts in this group of experts also follow suit
"Wow, that's awesome!" The family members of the patients in the back couldn't contain their inner excitement and whispered.
"Those foreign experts are not here to do surgery."
"The young doctor next to Director Zhou performed the surgery, and the foreigners were all here to visit."
The excitement of the patients’ families is understandable.
My immediate family members, parents, brothers and sisters, traveled all the way to the imperial capital for surgery. The local hospital considered it to be similar to a terminal disease, portal hypertension, with a very low success rate of surgery.
The better the naturalist, the higher the success rate.
Originally, the patient's family members were somewhat dissatisfied that Didu Hepatobiliary Surgery had to hire someone to perform the surgery.
But Zhou Chunyong was extremely stubborn, and anyone who disagreed would not be admitted to the hospital.
The patients and their families who had lost their temper in the imperial capital were helpless, so they decided to hospitalize and hire young "experts" to perform the surgery.
But in the scene before me, dozens of Chinese and foreign experts, dressed in snow-white clothes, stood in the corridor, bowing together, like mature rice fields.
And that greeting from Boss Zheng touched everyone's heart.
"What do you think I'm talking about? We're not in the medical field, so let's not let laymen give orders to experts. If Director Zhou says it's okay, then that's okay. If we don't have any trust at all, we might as well go back to our hometown and wait to die."
"It was so dangerous. At that time, Director Zhou said that I would invite others to do the surgery. I was desperate."
"Yes. Fortunately, my father insisted on having liver and gallbladder surgery in the Imperial Capital. By the way, how much did you pay for the expert fee?"
"Expert fee? No. Director Zhou didn't even confiscate the red envelope."
"You still need your three melons and two dates? Do you know how much money the foreign experts inside paid to listen to Boss Zheng's lectures?"
"Why not thirty to fifty thousand?"
The patient's family members were talking about it, and it was a bit chaotic.
"Three to fifty thousand? With your ignorant look, you can't even guess that. Eight hundred thousand per person is still a beautiful sword!"
“…”
"I'll go! What are they going to do?"
The true and false words were circulated in the corridor outside the ward, and every patient's family member's eyes lit up after hearing it.
Money is one of the standards for measuring things, and it is also a standard that everyone can feel. Eight hundred thousand dollars in study funds, this is simply incomprehensible. Although this is much more than the actual number, it is shocking enough.
Those who watch the excitement are not afraid of big troubles, this is the truth.
Zheng Ren felt a little headache.
"Boss, talk." Su Yun smiled and whispered beside Zheng Ren.
"What do you mean, you have to say that everyone has worked hard?"
"Boss Zheng, this was not arranged by me." Zhou Chunyong smiled bitterly and said: "This group of foreign experts has never been easy to manage, unlike the field directors who have a relationship with me."
He said, making a gesture of invitation.
"Isn't that what it is?" Zhou Chunyong was at a loss for words. "After you performed the operation on Dr. Mehar, this group of foreign experts immediately stopped talking. They all honestly said what they wanted."
Zheng Ren frowned.
"Originally, I planned to arrange for them to go to the ladder conference room, but I arranged for a screen projection. That side can see it more clearly. The operating room cannot accommodate so many people." Zhou Chunyong said: "But no one wants to see them one by one. Go first, I’ll wait for you here.”
Zheng Ren was also helpless and could only nod and smile bitterly.
Ignoring the dozens of experts and professors from all over the world standing in the corridor, Zheng Ren went directly to the director's office.
The door was ajar, and Zhou Chunyong's leading professors all stood upright, holding films in their hands, and lined up according to the arranged surgical order.
Watching movies, seeing patients, sending patients, and continuing to watch movies, this process is like an assembly line.
It's just that the person standing on the assembly line is like a young doctor at Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital, reading films and medical records attentively and seriously.
In the past two days, due to the operation performed on Dr. Mehar, the patients on the liver and gallbladder side of Imperial City did not have time to see him.
Zheng Ren felt a little guilty. Was he drifting? This kind of thing cannot be ignored in the future.
More than an hour later, at nearly 10 o'clock, Zhou Chunyong accompanied Zheng Ren out of the ward and went for surgery.
"Boss Zheng, Mr. Lin is waiting for you in the operating room." Zhou Chunyong said a little uneasily.
Zheng Ren knows Mr. Lin, and there are very few people in circulatory medicine departments across the country who don’t know Mr. Lin.
He is a leading figure in the domestic circulation industry, an academician of the Academy of Engineering, and has a lot of talents all over the world. It would not be an exaggeration to say that domestic circulation intervention was pioneered by Mr. Lin.
"This is a big deal." Zheng Ren was also a little embarrassed, "I should go visit Mr. Lin."
Zhou Chunyong was relieved now.
He is mainly worried that Boss Zheng is young and energetic, his level of involvement is unfathomable, and he will look down on the old director and professor.
After all, Mr. Lin's technical level was second to none at the time. But after all, he is old, and when he engaged in intervention work, it was already past his prime time.
The technical level seems to be just that now. Mr. Lin gained everyone's respect because he overcame all difficulties and started to promote cardiac interventional surgery when the country was almost empty at that time.
The pressure at that time was simply too great, and everyone's protective work was not done well.
Later, due to Mr. Lin's promotion, many chest pain centers in tertiary hospitals were established. The green channel is fast and efficient, saving countless lives.
The elderly are undoubtedly worthy of respect.
Boss Zheng doesn't use technology to suppress people. This is the best. What Zhou Chunyong was most worried about did not happen.
If Boss Zheng doesn't do this, the following will happen... This kind of thing is not uncommon. Wu Haishi and Wu Lao were all driven to Pengcheng, right
Zhou Chunyong has always tried to avoid the fate of Wu Haishi and Wu Lao.
"Boss Zheng, the staff of Xinglin Garden are also ready for the live broadcast. You can hit me hard today." Zhou Chunyong has already started to get excited.
Zheng Ren glanced at him and felt that he had gotten up too early, which was not a good sign.
But it doesn't matter, Zhou Chunyong can't do it alone, so he can do it alone. It's just tips surgery, no big deal.
"By the way, Su Yun." Zheng Ren suddenly thought of something.
"what happened again?"
"You go to the step-by-step classroom, where the last lecture was, right?" Zheng Ren said, "Explain the surgery to the students."
"..." Su Yun's eyes widened, his boss was...
Forget it, let’s not talk about him.
Su Yun was still immersed in the sound coming from inside when the iron door of the ward was opened just now. This means the establishment of its status in the world, and the recognition of the first batch of intensively trained experts from all over the world.
It was of great significance. It would be great if he could be welcomed. Su Yun felt a little regretful.