"Is there a problem? What's wrong? There are many things at home, or do you want to go to the Olympics after the operation?" Su Yun asked disdainfully.
"Can you speak properly?" Chang Yue pushed up his glasses, looked at Su Yun and said unhappily.
"What's the problem?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I can't explain clearly, it's just a hazy feeling." Chang Yue said, "The patient in bed 13, a 45-year-old female, is not seriously ill. Her lover..."
Saying that, Chang Yue was also vague.
"how?"
"I can't explain clearly, but I think her lover's smile is too gentle, especially in front of the patient, as if he is acting." Chang Yue said, "Maybe it's my misunderstanding."
"It must be your misunderstanding!" Su Yun said contemptuously, "You can't stand it when your family treats patients badly, and you can't stand it when they treat patients too well. Why are you so difficult to take care of?"
"Emmm..." Chang Yue hesitated for a moment, lost in thought, and rarely responded.
It seemed that this incident really troubled Chang Yue so much that she was no longer in the mood to confront Su Yun.
However, Zheng Ren and Su Yun didn't take it seriously. Maybe Chang Yue didn't have a good eye for people. It's hard to say that it's a matter of eye contact, but it makes sense to say it's wonderful.
Zheng Ren found a computer, picked up Gu Xiaoran who was busy writing medical records, and opened the imaging workstation to look for Xiao Shitou's film.
In the hot film, white appears on both lungs...
The film was completely white. Although the fibrotic tissue did not cover the entire lung, it still gave Zheng Ren a headache.
This is a symptom of lung tissue fibrosis, and it’s really a headache to talk about. The anti-tumor drugs given by Bota are very effective, but the side effects are also severe. Originally, there were countless procedures for new drugs to enter clinical practice. Zheng Ren had no choice but to take a risk.
Looking at Xiao Shitou's film, Zheng Ren fell into deep thought.
"Boss, Mr. Peng asked if you have time." Su Yun said with his mobile phone, "Today's live broadcast was really popular. I think Mr. Peng wants to celebrate."
"No time." Zheng Ren refused directly.
"My guess is, I'll reply to him." Su Yun clicked his hands together and replied to Peng Jia.
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In the Magic City, Peng Jia received an unexpected reply from Su Yun and could only smile helplessly.
Peng Jia is naturally happy as the business grows.
Since Xie Ning took over Xinglinyuan, the entire company has been on the fast track in terms of operations. With the profit model determined, planning for a listing is also under way.
Now it seems that the listing should be on Wall Street, and Uncle Ning is already in contact with international investment banks. Whenever he thinks about the market value exceeding 100 billion after listing, Peng Jia feels that he is about to have a heart attack.
In the past, Peng Jia also planned to go public. Because there was no cash flow, Xinglin Garden could not persist at all and could only rely on a little advertising income to maintain it. As for side projects such as training doctors, the benefits are not very high.
At that time, I thought of going public just to survive, and then cash out and leave when the time comes. Between ideal and reality, Peng Jia finally decided to choose reality.
But brokers are not fools. They can’t even pass the Securities Regulatory Commission without a profit model. In addition, Peng Jia is not willing to make false accounts, so listing is just a dream.
At that time, Yashu, the largest BBS in the country, failed to go public, and now it is just messing around with its days without any improvement. Peng Jia knew that the forum-style website he ran had no profit model at all, and going public was just a dream!
Half a year later, Peng Jia is not thinking about cashing out through the IPO. Instead, he is thinking every day that the market value after the IPO will definitely exceed 100 billion. He only needs to sell a small amount of the remaining equity in his hand to become financially free.
very nice.
Xie Ning controls everything in detail and the company develops step by step. This does not count. The key is that Boss Zheng is so tossing.
A live broadcast of a surgery can’t make enough money for doctors all over the world, so it’s coming to the industry again! It seems that he has already considered the sustainable profit model.
In the past few days, the company has been in contact with MIT and Lanke to prepare to establish a new medical device company focusing on robotic surgery and remote surgery.
This is the general direction for the future. A market value of 100 billion is not even the peak. It seems possible to convert RMB into US dollars.
Standing on the wind, pigs can reach the sky! In the past, Peng Jia lamented countless times why he couldn't be that pig. But when he was inexplicably brought to the forefront, he couldn't feel any fluctuation at all.
No sadness, no joy, everything is ordinary. After an epoch-making intelligent robotic arm interventional surgery was broadcast live, there was not even a celebration.
Peng Jia feels that he understands Boss Zheng less and less. He seems to care about nothing, but in the management of Xinglin Garden, he always feels that he can always find the right direction for the future, omnipresent.
Finding the right direction is only one aspect, the key is that the person has strong execution ability! When the intelligent robotic arm completes the interventional surgery and moves the surgeon out of the operating room, everyone knows that it is a golden transaction. But is it really possible? Who else can do it except Boss Zheng.
Forget it, the more capable people are, the more eccentric they are. Anyway, I have to contact him about the celebration. If Boss Zheng doesn't come, he will have to celebrate with the employees.
This is a matter of team building and increasing cohesion.
I contacted the hotel and a small number of staff were left on duty after get off work, while the rest went to dinner. Peng Jia was high-spirited and said a lot of heartfelt words.
But he didn't drink too much wine, and he was almost drunk and was sent home.
Peng Jia has always been relatively restrained with himself, but in the face of this epoch-making change, he can no longer contain the joy in his heart. He didn't know how he got home. His memory was fragmented. The only thing he remembered was that he kept going to the bathroom to vomit. In the end, he just held the toilet and vomited.
When Peng Jia woke up the next morning, her head hurt, the back of her neck felt stiff, and her dizzy hangover was really uncomfortable.
Trying to get up from the bed, Peng Jia was looking for a glass of water to drink without even opening her eyes completely.
Peng Jia saw sleepily that his lover left a glass of warm water by the bedside before going to work. He was used to this kind of consideration. Picking up the water and taking a sip, he felt more energetic.
It's just that my head still hurts so much, and after I regain my energy, I feel even more headache-struck.
Peng Jia rubbed his eyes and prepared to wash up and go to work. He should drink less alcohol. He was so happy yesterday that he drank too much.
If you want to drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, you must have that strength.
But when Peng Jia stood up, he realized something was wrong. His eyes... there was only a slit in front of his right eye, and his eyelid couldn't be opened at all!
Cerebral infarction, hemiplegia!
With such an idea appearing in his mind, Peng Jia's hand loosened and the water glass fell to the ground, shattering into pieces.