The consumables in the box have been checked many times, and Feng Xuhui made sure that nothing was missing. No matter what problems Mr. Zheng encounters in the operating room, he has the corresponding materials on his side.
Feng Xuhui even bought a grinding head for coronary artery grinding at his own expense.
Changfeng only has the most rudimentary equipment of this kind, and its technical level is still average. In other words, it doesn't work very well. So he didn't force it, but looked for sales from other companies and spent money to buy imported equipment at the ex-factory price.
Mr. Zheng won't use it often, and his income is rising. He thinks this is what he should do, and the money is not wasted.
The first operation took a full hour.
Even if it is a teaching surgery, this is the longest one.
The expert team members who were watching inside left one group reluctantly, and the next group came in to watch the operation.
Feng Xuhui's foreign language proficiency was average, and he could only vaguely hear the fierce quarrel between them. He also didn't understand some professional vocabulary.
Zhou Chunyong didn't go out, so he took off his lead clothes and handed them to a field director in the second batch who was familiar with him. He went directly to the operation room, moved a stool and sat next to Feng Xuhui. He pressed Feng Xuhui on the stool who was about to stand up to help him, and asked with a smile: "Xiao Feng, are you tired?"
Feng Xuhui sweated profusely.
I've been sitting there all the time, what's the point of being tired
Zhou Chunyong had nothing to say.
He knew why. It was not that he was so awesome that Director Zhou had nothing to say to him, a small salesman, but because of the person inside who was watching the movie.
"Director Zhou, you see what you said, you are the one who worked really hard." Feng Xuhui sat on the stool, his body became shorter, slightly shorter than Zhou Chunyong, and he replied respectfully.
"I'm really old." Zhou Chunyong sighed half-truthfully, "I tried my best yesterday, but unexpectedly I fainted on stage. I used to laugh at others, but now it's others' turn to laugh at me."
"Director Zhou, please don't say that." Feng Xuhui said sternly, "Your bones are stronger than mine."
As he said that, he smiled and said, "We can't compare with Mr. Zheng. If you ask a young man to wear a lead suit weighing dozens of kilograms for seven or eight hours of surgery, no one will be able to stand. Anyway, I am standing. Don’t come down.”
Zhou Chunyong knew that Feng Xuhui's words were exaggerated, but they were within an acceptable range, which not only made him comfortable but also did not make him feel too false.
"Boss Zheng's body is really amazing." Zhou Chunyong said with admiration.
"I didn't see it at that time. I fainted as soon as the car arrived at Pengxi Township Hospital. Later, I heard from Old Liu inside that Mr. Zheng stood in Pengxi Township for three days and three nights wearing a lead suit and did 300 Surgery on the stage."
Zhou Chunyong thought about this number, although it was not the kind of absolute number that was very large and unacceptable. But the more professional people are, the more aware they are of the difficulties.
It's a bit exaggerated, but it's okay... Let's accept it. You can't ask Boss Zheng how many surgeries you have performed.
After standing there for three days and three nights, he is already inhuman. You also have to wear dozens of kilograms of lead clothing, which is equivalent to marching with heavy loads.
When I was young, I should be able to do it... I can do it.
But with an average of 100 surgeries a day, this is definitely not possible. Not to mention a hundred, we can do ten or eight interventional embolizations for severe pelvic fractures in one day, which is pretty good.
Zhou Chunyong sighed softly. It wasn't that he was getting old, but that Boss Zheng was too cruel. Think about what Feng Xuhui said - if a young man had gone up there, he wouldn't have been able to stand for seven or eight hours. Thinking of this, he became interested in Feng Xuhui.
This young man was very good at talking, and he made himself feel much better without even realizing it. Yesterday I fainted due to hypoglycemia, and the trace of obsession left in my heart disappeared.
"Xiao Feng, you are making the right move." Zhou Chunyong smiled and said, "If you follow the right person, you will never have to worry about food or drink."
"You said..."
While they were chatting, the head nurse's phone rang in the operating room.
"Dean Wang..."
As soon as she addressed her, she was immediately interrupted.
"Okay, okay, I'll ask right away."
With that said, the head nurse in the operating room pressed the intercom button, "Old Liu, the director asked you how long the operation will take. There is an...an emergency patient who wants you to see if intervention can be done to stop the bleeding."
"What patient?"
What came out from inside was Zheng Ren's voice.
The head nurse immediately asked a few more questions and said with a look of astonishment: "But the lift plating chair exploded. It was said that the fire brigade had already gone and was sawing the chair."
"It can be done. Let them establish an intravenous channel and give emergency treatment first. If the condition is stable, send people up directly." After Zheng Ren said in a deep voice, he squeezed Liu Xuzhi out of the operating area with his shoulder.
The image on the screen instantly became countless times faster.
In Zhou Chunyong's eyes, the previous surgeries were normal and slightly slow. But now the speed has skyrocketed. With a quick glance, the operation speed was directly adjusted to 16 times by invisible fingers.
There were constant exclamations among the members of the expert group.
That unconscious surprise caused the airflow in the chest to resonate, one after another, like ocean waves.
Su Yun covered his forehead and sighed.
When Zhou Chunyong saw him put away his mobile phone, he stood up and said with a smile: "Dr. Su, it's time for you to take the stage this time."
"No need." Su Yun was a little frustrated, "It is estimated that the pelvic arteriovenous plexus is ruptured and the artery is embolized. Just open the abdomen for exploration."
As he spoke, he blew a breath and said, "I'm so busy that I won't stop even when I get to Xilin Town."
Zhou Chunyong thought about it and it seemed like this was the case.
There have been many incidents of liftable office chairs exploding, but not many.
"Boss Zheng seems to be very good at surgery." He asked tentatively.
"He will definitely go. With his temper, a dog's belly can't hold two ounces of sesame oil." Su Yun said: "Ignore him, Director Zhou, you send the expert team away, and then meet us to go to the Gobi."
Zhou Chunyong was so happy that he licked his old face just for these words. Although no one was invited in the end, so I had to go there, but after all, it was not as good as it is now.
He pretended to be serious and said: "Where is Boss Zheng? Wait for him for a while."
"He can do it by himself." Su Yun said, "Feng, how much gelatin sponge did you bring?"
"24." Feng Xuhui reported the number accurately.
Su Yun said nothing, patted Feng Xuhui on the shoulder, and started reporting on the latest news. Xiaoyi, Chang Yue and Heizi have already received the Chu sisters, who are ready and waiting to set off.
Zhou Chunyong couldn't decide whether to wait for Boss Zheng or accept Su Yun's invitation and join the others directly.
But after just a change of thought, he still made up his mind to go with Su Yun.
Boss Zheng is not easy to deal with, and all his methods are of no use. What is this called? Without desire, one is strong.
If you have that time, you might as well get acquainted with Boss Zheng’s entire medical team. If anything happens in the future, someone will give me some fresh air.
As he thought about it, he forgot what he was thinking about. My eyes looked at the screen and straightened up after a few seconds.