Early the next morning, Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren came to the First Municipal Hospital.
At 7:55, Professor Rudolf Wagner arrived at the emergency ward as punctually as a mechanical watch.
Zheng Ren greeted the professor, said hello to Director Pan, and went downstairs.
Downstairs, a black BMW x5 was parked at the door.
The exhaust pipe made a loud noise. Feng Xuhui stood at the front of the car and quickly opened the door when he saw Zheng Ren coming out.
Zheng Ren had no idea how much trouble he had caused Feng Xuhui.
Because the Northeast Company is a start-up, there are only 2-4 spare parts for various consumables. Changfeng MicroPort does not have that big appetite and ideas, and wants to swallow up the entire Northeast market in one go.
Feng Xuhui was stunned when he received the call last night.
There are so many consumables for tip surgeries… Changfeng Minimally Invasive Northeast Branch doesn’t have them at all!
He put down Zheng Ren's phone and immediately called Director Ma to explain the situation.
Director Ma did not hesitate at all. Considering the cost, he ordered the Imperial Capital Company to send someone to drive overnight and allocate 20 sets of tips surgical consumables to Haicheng. Moreover, he had the foresight to start contacting and quickly filled up the supply of goods in the imperial capital.
Haicheng is not too far from the imperial capital, and it only takes 5-6 hours to drive.
At around four o'clock in the morning, the sales staff from Imperial Capital arrived in Haicheng, and Feng Xuhui breathed a sigh of relief.
The salesperson from the imperial capital threw the BMW x5 directly to Feng Xuhui, saying that Director Ma said that this car would be a special car for the Northeast region in the future.
This kind of support made Feng Xuhui burst into tears of gratitude.
Now he no longer has the means of connecting with each other by sending breakfast, and he has long been anxious to give it up.
When Zheng Ren makes a phone call, even if his head hits the ground, he has to finish it.
This is the trouble of happiness.
Drive and go straight to the Second City Hospital.
Zheng Ren was sitting in the passenger seat, and Feng Xuhui began to worry about the next step.
I sit with my thighs on one side, so I can't face each other and not talk to each other.
But Mr. Zheng... is really difficult to communicate with. No matter what Feng Xuhui says, he just talks casually.
In the end, it was Professor Rudolf Wagner sitting in the back row who chatted with Feng Xuhui in Northeastern dialect with a heavy flavor.
Zheng Ren answered the call from Dean Zhang and asked whether to go into surgery directly or take a look at the patient first.
Professors who run flying knives can do both.
According to the procedure, it is necessary for the surgeon to see the patient before surgery.
But most of the professors who practice flying surgery will not see patients in order to treat more patients, earn more money, and be more efficient per unit of time.
After getting off the plane, the patient on the other side was already on the operating table.
It has nothing to do with medical ethics. Local hospitals that can hire professors from Imperial City and Shanghai to perform surgeries are basically top-level hospitals. You still need to have the most basic qualities, and you must have seen the pre-operative films. If the patient is too serious, Professor Feidao will directly reject it.
What a joke, if you don’t do so many simple surgeries, how about doing difficult ones? Don't make such a fuss if you want to die.
Of course, there are risks in running away with flying knives.
In the early 2000s, a professor of orthopedics in Imperial Capital went to Shijiazhuang.
The patient had a simple fracture, but because of his old age, the bone was non-union after surgery. Without saying anything at home, someone went to the imperial capital to break the professor's leg. (Note 1)
Without thinking, Zheng Ren said he wanted to see the patient first.
Although the First Municipal Hospital is only 18.4 kilometers away from the Second Municipal Hospital, they belong to two different hospitals after all, so there is nothing wrong with being cautious.
Zheng Ren has been cautious all his life and has already formed a habit.
18.4 kilometers, it doesn’t take long to drive, even during morning rush hour.
Haicheng's morning rush hour is incomparable to that of the imperial capital, the magical capital, or even the provincial capital.
The location of the infectious disease hospital is relatively remote. It took Feng Xuhui twenty-five minutes to drive to the second hospital.
In front of the inpatient building, a dozen doctors in white coats were waiting. Without thinking too much, they knew they were waiting for Zheng Ren.
Feng Xuhui was a little surprised. People from the Second City Hospital actually stood at the door of the inpatient department building to greet Mr. Zheng
What kind of identity and status does this have? !
Professor Rudolf Wagner didn't care.
Every time he went to other hospitals for demonstration surgeries... in short, they were not so simple.
The car stopped, and the short fat man trotted to the passenger seat and opened the door.
"Mr. Zheng, you are here."
Seeing the fawning and frightened look of the short fat man, Zheng Ren didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He was at least 40 years old, and it was really difficult for him to hold the car door open for a young doctor.
"You're welcome, you're welcome," Zheng Ren said.
"No way, this is all what it should be." The short fat man's face was full of smiles, "I came back to check with the director of our chest department. Yesterday you performed a thoracotomy in the emergency room for rescue. Your skills were superb and your diagnosis was accurate. I I admire you very much in my heart."
Seeing that Zheng Ren had no expression on his face and seemed not to have heard his words, the short fat man continued to smile apologetically and stopped flattering him.
"Mr. Zheng, we meet again." Dean Zhang took the lead and extended his hand.
"Dean Zhang, thank you for your trouble." Zheng Ren shook hands with him and said with a smile: "The conditions of the patients are good, which can effectively avoid the chance of surgical failure."
"This is the first time. I'm worried that you won't be able to use the instruments and operating room equipment here."
"I use Changfeng's equipment. This is Feng Xuhui, the manager of Changfeng Minimally Invasive Northeast Region." Zheng Ren patted Feng Xuhui on the shoulder.
As soon as Feng Xuhui got out of the car, when he saw Zheng Ren coming up, he introduced himself and directly explained that he was doing tip surgery using Changfeng's instruments, and he burst into tears of gratitude.
Dean Zhang greeted Feng Xuhui reservedly without extending his hand. But Feng Xuhui didn't mind. He was the dean of the second hospital and his parents. Let alone being more reserved, even if he spat in his face, didn't he still have to say yes with a smile
Zheng Ren was introduced to the accompanying department directors, and Zheng Ren shook hands one by one.
The director of the hepatology department was okay, but the director of the interventional department was a bit hostile.
Zheng Ren felt it, but didn't take it seriously. I just vaguely remember that the director of the interventional department was named Cheng Lixue.
Cheng Menlixue, this name is easy to remember.
Looking at his expression, if it weren't for Professor Rudolf Wagner standing behind him, he might have had a fit on the spot.
The professor seemed to be using it to show off, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
Under the leadership of Dean Zhang, we first see the patients.
The first patient is a patient with refractory ascites. According to the urgent laboratory tests this morning, the patient's physical examination was relatively good, and his condition was much milder than the one done before at the No. 1 City Hospital.
Zheng Ren was quite satisfied. When seeing the second patient, a doctor from the Second Hospital sent the first patient to the operating room.
After seeing 8 patients, Zheng Ren had a deeper understanding of Director Zhang's meticulousness.
All patients have stubborn ascites, which can avoid the small possibility of hematemesis during the operation.
This guy is really good, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
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Note 1: In 2010, my grandfather had surgery and hired a specialist from Beijing. It was just a matter of hearsay when we chatted about it while eating.