"Director Mao, what's going on?" Sun Chao frowned.
Even if Zhou Chunyong wants to be the dean of the Imperial Capital, he may not be able to appear on China Television's News Thirty Minutes. Boss Zheng won the Nobel Prize and only appeared for a few seconds during the 30 minutes of China Television's news.
Of course, the main reason is that Boss Zheng refused to be interviewed.
"Isn't Zhou Chunyong hugging Boss Zheng's lap?" Mao Chi said, "This is a heart-breaking statement. I'm just worried that you will lose face with Boss Zheng again and break up on bad terms. Boss Zheng, you don't want to make friends. Okay, but if you have the chance, you should go a little closer. At least you can rest assured when doing surgery in the future, and you can also call someone to come to the rescue."
"..." Sun Chao was awe-inspiring, but still a little unbelievable.
"Our hospital's newly appointed Director Lin from the Science and Education Department is running errands. Dean Yan contacted him personally. The Ministry of Industry and Information Technology has rolled out the 5G network to 912 and the Imperial City Liver and Gallbladder. Remote surgery will be performed soon." Mao Chi said, "This is a big deal. The operation must be successful and will never fail.”
Director Sun Chao understood the meaning of the last sentence.
If you want to succeed, isn't it easy? News channels just want publicity. But why is Zhou Chunyong so lucky
Thinking about it, Sun Chao shook his head and sighed, "Zhou Chunyong is so lucky."
"Good luck?" Mao Chi stood up, patted Sun Chao sitting aside on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Let's go see the patient."
This turn was a bit abrupt, and Sun Chao knew that Mao Chi didn't want to continue talking. Did you make any mistakes
You don’t need to think too much about this matter. As long as you think about the 5g remote surgery project being linked to the robotic arm, everything will fall into place. However, there is no such thing as inexplicable good luck in the world.
Sun Chao was shocked. He caught up with Mao Chi who was putting on a hat and mask and asked, "Director Mao, you are on the waterfront. Why did that guy Zhou Chunyong get the upper hand?"
"I'm so careless." Mao Chi sighed, "I also know a lot of things in the past two days, and I'm confused. Let me tell you. Otherwise, I think I'm going crazy... "
Sun Chao was speechless.
"I fell ill a few days ago, and it was Boss Zheng who diagnosed me. If it had been anyone else, something big might have happened, but after Boss Zheng read it, he just asked me to be conservative without being anxious or panicked."
Sun Chao knew about the illness and went to see Mao Chi at his home and laughed at Mao Chi viciously all night.
"I've been recuperating recently, and I originally planned to get closer to Boss Zheng. We're not talking about remote surgery or robotic arms. Just being sick in bed and having such a person to treat us is enough." Mao Chi said somewhat. Frustrated, he sighed, "It's a pity that Boss Zheng is too young, and his action speed is faster than lightning!"
At this point, Sun Chao finally understood everything.
In just a few months of recuperation, Boss Zheng's side has been turned upside down. Even after winning the Nobel Prize, he didn't even stop for a moment. It's great to be young and he can really do anything, Sun Chao said with emotion.
After going in and taking a look at the image, Mao Chi frowned very tightly.
It was obvious that there was something wrong with the quality of the intravenous filter. In addition, it had been left in the patient's body for 7 years, so the catcher went in and scraped against the mesh wall of the filter.
How to make this thing? Mao Chi also had a headache.
"Director Mao, do you think Boss Zheng can handle it?" Sun Chao came closer and asked in a low voice.
"It's hard to say, I can't figure it out anyway." Mao Chi said, "Why are you holding the filter from the right side of your heart all the way to the iliac vein? You're not afraid of something happening."
"I don't dare to use force, I know what I have in hand." Sun Chao said.
"Awesome." Mao Chi said with a smile.
If it were him, he would definitely not take such a risk. What if the endothelium of the blood vessel breaks after repeated attempts? In 912, there are bugs in it, so just use the trick-summoning Boss Zheng.
Thinking about it now that Boss Zheng is in 912, it feels really reassuring, and Mao Chi feels better. If Boss Zheng couldn't take it out, he would definitely have an abdominal surgery. This level of abdominal surgery would not be difficult for him.
When the phone rang, Mao Chi glanced at Sun Chao and said, "Boss Zheng is here."
"Let's pick it up together." Sun Chao said bravely.
Although there have been some small festivals in the past, they are all in the past. People always have to look forward. Director Sun Chao comforted himself.
As soon as they walked out of the locker room door, they saw Zheng Ren and Su Yun standing at the door. They were talking something and their expressions were slightly serious.
"Boss Zheng." Mao Chi said with a smile.
"Director Mao, Director Sun." Zheng Ren turned his head and said hello, and after saying another word to Su Yun, he came over.
"Boss Zheng, thank you for your hard work." Sun Chao stretched out his hand and shook Zheng Ren's hand.
"It's okay. How is the patient?" Zheng Ren didn't say anything and directly turned the topic to the patient.
Sun Chao originally thought of something to say, but couldn't say a word, so he had to follow Boss Zheng's topic and start talking about the patient's medical history and surgery.
After quickly changing their clothes, several people came to the operation room.
Zheng Ren was not polite. He sat down in front of the machine in the operating room and began to skillfully search for images of Sun Chao's surgery.
"What brand is the filter?" Zheng Ren asked.
"Uh..." Sun Chao was startled for a moment, then he shook his head, "Boss Zheng, the filter was purchased from a hospital out of town seven years ago. The patient didn't have the information, so I don't know what brand it is."
Zheng Ren scratched his head. Just as he was about to enter the system operating room, he heard Feng Xuhui say behind him, "Mr. Zheng, it seems to be a domestic Aegisy filter."
"Huh?" Mao Chi and Sun Chao were startled at the same time.
It has long been an unwritten "secret" for Boss Zheng to have a consumables dealer with a small attendant behind him. Under normal circumstances, Feng Xuhui would not talk too much, nor would he distribute business cards to directors like other consumables dealers.
This is an atypical supplies dealer. He has a clear purpose and only holds the lap of Boss Zheng.
Even Mao Chi habitually just smiled at Feng Xuhui and ignored this person.
"Domestic Aegisy filter? How do you know?" Sun Chao asked.
"Seven years ago, domestic Aegisy filters and Cordis Optease filters were commonly used in China." Feng Xuhui said, scratching his head, and then said, "Wait a moment, I will get the filter."
Zheng Ren was also curious and nodded.
Seeing Feng Xuhui turn around and leave, Sun Chao was a little confused as to how long it would take for this to happen. But before he could get agitated, Feng Xuhui had already turned around and came back, with pounding steps and another smaller trolley suitcase in his hand.
Squatting on the ground, opening the trolley case, Feng Xuhui took out two filters, "These are the domestic Aegisy filter and the Cordis Optease filter. The Aegisy filter has an asymmetric lantern structure, with a single basket at the proximal end and a "Y" shape at the far end. Liang’s design is very obvious in the images, so it should be right.”
Sun Chao was dumbfounded when he heard the little attendant behind Boss Zheng explaining to him the characteristics of the domestic filter made seven years ago. This thing is no longer used clinically. This little supplies dealer... did he do archeology? !