"How is Fang Lin?" Zheng Ren asked.
Since the accident, Zhao Yunlong watched in the ICU for several hours. He waited for Fang Lin to feel a little calmer before he came out to treat Su Yun to dinner and thanked the two for their help.
"The rescue was in time, it should be fine. This life was saved, and I have to thank Boss Zheng." Zhao Yunlong raised his glass, and suddenly realized that Zheng Ren didn't drink, so he simply poured a sip of wine into his mouth, bold and rough.
"Is the operation for patients with aortic dissection successful?" Zheng Ren's focus is always on the patient.
"The operation was okay, it took six and a half hours." When talking about the elephant trunk surgery, Zhao Yunlong looked slightly tired.
A six-and-a-half-hour operation is highly stressful and involves dealing with dangers at any time, which will indeed bring endless fatigue to the surgeon.
"As long as it goes well, it's hard work." Zheng Ren nodded slightly to show respect for the artist's hard work.
"The patient woke up this morning and told you something very interesting." Zhao Yunlong said with a smile: "After he woke up, guess what he did?"
Judging from Zhao Yunlong's intention, he didn't want to mention Fang Lin, so he was looking for an opportunity to change the subject.
Zheng Ren understands this feeling.
If you keep talking about Fang Lin, everyone will feel uncomfortable, and they will not want to eat this meal.
"What else could it be? It's uncomfortable, or there's a lot of phlegm and difficulty breathing." said a person next to me.
"Hurry up and tell me where to guess." Su Yun spat directly without even thinking about it.
"I went for ward rounds, and the patient opened his eyes and made a heart sign to me." Zhao Yunlong laughed loudly. "The movement was very light, and the heart sign didn't look like a heart shape. Instead, it caused agitation, and I calmed down."
For such a major surgery, sedatives must be continuously pumped and a ventilator must be used to assist breathing after the operation. It seems that Zhao Yunlong was also very confident in his own operation. In addition, the patient was young and had good physical function, so he tried to wake him up the next day.
"When will we be able to go offline?" Zheng Ren asked.
"My current condition is stable. If there are no accidents, I should be able to wake up tomorrow, and I can try to get offline the day after tomorrow. But it will take some time to be transferred out of the intensive care unit, so don't be anxious." Zhao Yunlong said.
Zheng Ren was very satisfied with the result. Cui Heming was also lucky. Even when he had an aortic dissection on a plane, he survived the surgery without breaking it.
"Be careful, this patient also likes to watch variety shows." One person joked.
"It's pretty good. Many people wake up from general anesthesia and the effects of sedatives wear off. The ventilator intubation makes the patients particularly uncomfortable and violently agitated."
"Haha, I think he can leave the intensive care unit soon. The first action after the operation is to compare his heart. How big is this person's heart?"
After chatting with Cui Heming for a few words, Zheng Ren knew that his condition was stable, so he didn't ask further.
The conditions in the Imperial Capital are much better than those in Haicheng. At least Su Yun doesn't have to look after him in the ICU alone.
"By the way, I heard from Su Yun that Professor Pei brought you here for surgery?" Zhao Yunlong asked.
"I guess it's just for observation. I won't be allowed to undergo the real operation." Zheng Rendao.
"It's very impressive. I didn't expect that a small place like Haicheng could actually produce talents. There are not many people who can admire Su Yun. I asked him to be my assistant two years ago, and he said nothing. I disagree." Zhao Yunlong hammered Su Yun's shoulder, "I didn't expect you to hug my thighs sometimes."
"Your legs are not as thick as mine, so what's the point of hugging you?" Su Yun glanced at Zhao Yunlong and poured a mouthful of whiskey into his throat.
Now it felt like putting Zheng Ren on the stove to roast him.
Zhao Yunlong didn't question it, just smiled, raised the wine glass in his hand, and drank it down in one gulp.
"Speaking of which, this job is not easy." Zhao Yunlong began to gossip.
"how to say?"
"I've heard it all, don't take it seriously, and don't go out and talk nonsense." Zhao Yunlong said a little seriously: "International stent manufacturers, Abbott, Porco, Medtronic, and Biosensor, all products are mainly based on these four. Domestic manufacturers have always It was very suppressed, as you know.”
"Say something new." Su Yun scolded.
"It is said that the data on the membrane-coated stent studied by Biosensor was leaked. Boco has already copied it, causing Biosensor to suffer serious losses. If it does not enter the mainland market and relies on huge profits to support it, it may go bankrupt and liquidate."
"Then what?"
"The mainland market has become the key. However, due to historical reasons, Parkson International has not made large-scale investment in the country in the early stage, so it may be difficult to prepare for the situation."
"So, they focused on this research?"
"It can be regarded as a stepping stone." Zhao Yunlong gossiped: "By then, coupled with the technology of membrane-coated stents, it is estimated that we can open a small opening for them."
"What do you mean bosses?"
"Of course I'll beat him to death head-on. If I lose in this kind of thing, I'm afraid the bosses will be pissed and hospitalized one or two times." Zhao Yunlong laughed.
"That doesn't matter. They suddenly became interested and their technical reserves are not enough."
"Not necessarily. I heard that Biosensors invited interventional experts from Germany and set up a separate production line to produce suitable guidewires and catheters regardless of cost." Zhao Yunlong said.
Everyone was silent, the Germans were doing things... Or in the field of foreign scientific research, if they had enough funds, they would indeed do such "wasteful" things.
For example, German experts are studying the use of interventional surgery to treat hemorrhoids and have opened a production line to produce micro spring coils with appropriate specifications.
A production line just to perform a few hemorrhoid surgeries sounds completely illogical. However, this is exactly what the rigorous Germans did.
Scientific research is progressing step by step amid constant waste.
Don’t have a lot of financial, material, or human resources and want to engage in scientific research? Just dream.
But in China, the current situation really does not have this condition.
Upon hearing what Zhao Yunlong said, several people's faces turned ugly.
Everyone here knows the shortcomings of the domestic medical industry. Nowadays, people use their strengths to attack their weaknesses, and it seems like there is nothing to do.
Su Yun shook his head and glanced sideways at Zheng Ren, seeing that he was distracted and didn't seem to hear what Zhao Yunlong said at all.
Is this guy careless, or is he confident
Just as he was angry, Su Yun immediately thought, could it be that Zheng Ren was confident
"Boss Zheng, what do you think?" Su Yun and Zhao Yunlong asked at the same time.
"What's the matter?" Zheng Ren raised his head and asked unclearly.
“…”
This guy is really hateful!
"It's about interventional research." Su Yun held back his anger.
"Whether I can do it or not is a different matter. You ask me what I think? What's good to see? Just do it normally. It's a bit difficult, but it's not a big deal."
Why is the boss Su Yun so crazy? It's not a big deal? Bai Sheng wanted to throw at least 30 million US dollars into it, but he actually said it was not a big deal
Zhao Yunlong wanted to say something, but then he remembered the elephant trunk surgery he had done yesterday. The absent-minded "boss" in front of him made a diagnosis after just one glance on the plane.
Can you change yourself
Zhao Yunlong felt that it shouldn't work. There was no inspection. How could he dare to contact the tower to contact the emergency helicopter based on experience alone.
One diagnostic error will determine whether you will ever be a human being again.
In addition, Su Yun was willing to call him boss. Based on Zhao Yunlong's understanding of Su Yun, there must be something unusual about this boss Zheng.
"What do you need me to do?" Zhao Yunlong pondered for a few seconds and asked.
"CT room, are you familiar with it?"
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After Zheng Ren left, Bu Ruotian looked at his leaving figure and thought for a long time.
After ten minutes of silence, Bu Ruotian decided something and picked up the phone.
"I am Ruotian."
"This time when I came to the Imperial Capital for a review, I met the doctor who performed the surgery on me a few days ago. By chance, he was in the Imperial Capital to participate in a research meeting on a new project."
"Yes, that's right. Afterwards, I found a few professors from the Imperial and Magic Capitals to watch the live video of my own surgery. I was told that his level was unbelievable, even higher than Professor Senyu's."
"Yes, you are right, I don't think it is possible either."
"Okay, I'll contact you if anything happens."
Bu Ruotian hung up the phone and smiled bitterly.
That person probably didn't believe how powerful a little-known doctor from Haicheng could be, and wanted to take a flight to the imperial capital tonight.
I am considered a person who has died once, and I can see and let go of many things. Introducing doctors to treat illnesses may not necessarily be beneficial if done well. If you don't do it well, you'll be in trouble.
Especially Zheng Ren, a young doctor. If he had not been under general anesthesia and was unconscious at the time, he would not have been allowed to perform surgery no matter what.
After seeing some things away, your mind will become clearer. That person took good care of me, and if he didn't do anything, especially after knowing that Dr. Zheng was of high standard, he still had to ask.
Even if you are rejected.
Of course, the result was as expected and it was rejected.
The tone on that side was also not good, as if he was teasing him.
Bu Ruotian shook his head.