The surgery was performed quickly, and the second-stage surgery on 8 patients was successfully completed.
Under Zheng Ren's hands, tips surgeries are as worthless as cabbage.
This is true whether it is stage 1 or stage 2 surgery.
After the operation, Zheng Ren firmly rejected the invitations of Ren Haitao and Zhang, saying he wanted to go back for surgery, so he got into Feng Xuhui's car and prepared to leave.
Before getting into the car, Dean Zhang held a black bag and stuffed it into Zheng Ren's hand.
The black bag was heavy, like bricks and tiles.
"Mr. Zheng, this is the labor cost for the two surgeries. The hospital has decided to reimburse you 20,000 yuan for the expert fee. A round number of 100,000 yuan is more auspicious. This... This is our city's Second Hospital's gratitude to you." Zhang The dean said in Zheng Ren's ear with a smile.
This was the largest amount of money Zheng Ren had ever received in his life, but he didn't care. He smiled and said, "Dean Zhang, if possible, I would like to trouble you to help me find some more patients who need tip surgery."
"That's right, that's right." Dean Zhang was startled for a moment, then smiled bitterly.
Previously, when Zheng Ren asked how many patients could be admitted to the No. 1 Hospital in the city, Director Zhang boasted that there would be as many as he wanted.
But he never expected that Zheng Ren's tip surgery would be as simple and easy as liver cyst puncture with B-ultrasound localization, and there was no difficulty at all.
I boasted so much that I had to come back with tears in my eyes.
Dean Zhang said with a grimace: "Mr. Zheng, I will try my best. However, the patient's condition may not be particularly stable next time."
"It's okay." Zheng Ren smiled, full of confidence.
"Okay." Dean Zhang said through gritted teeth.
Zheng Ren and everyone in the Second Academy said goodbye and got into Feng Xuhui's car.
As soon as they got on the bus, two people came out of the crowd. One of them, a middle-aged man in his forties, smiled gently: "Mr. Zheng, excuse me, I am Gao Shaojie, who I just told you that I was going to visit and study."
In the operating room, wearing a hat and mask, Zheng Ren couldn't remember who was who.
At this time, Gao Shaojie introduced himself, and Zheng Rencai suddenly remembered that there was indeed this doctor who communicated with him at that time.
He wants to go to the First City Hospital together
Zheng Ren was stunned, and Gao Shaojie said with a smile: "Mr. Zheng, I'm not polite."
After saying that, he opened the car door and got in.
Wang Qiang is not so thick-skinned, and he is embarrassed in front of the dean and vice-dean.
No way, just drive there by yourself.
Teacher Gao... is really unimaginable.
Feng Xuhui was a little surprised, but he didn't want to offend anyone. He glanced at Zheng Ren and asked for Zheng Ren's opinion with his eyes.
Zheng Ren didn't care, he was anxious to go back to experiment with radiofrequency ablation, and quickly asked Feng Xuhui to drive back to the city's first hospital.
Along the way, the atmosphere in the car was a little awkward, after all, a stranger like Gao Shaojie came up. But no matter what Gao Shaojie said, Zheng Ren would just say yes, and his perfunctory attitude should not be too obvious.
But Professor Rudolf Wagner was here, and he was very talkative. Especially today's tip surgery went smoothly. Not only did Zheng Ren make progress, but the professor also accumulated experience points, and his excitement was palpable.
He chatted with Gao Shaojie all the way to Haicheng No. 1 Hospital in the Northeastern dialect that few people speak now.
The professor confused Gao Shaojie. As a Northeasterner, Gao Shaojie doubted his identity when he got out of the car.
In terms of accent, the professor is a real Northeasterner, but he himself is like a foreigner.
However, Gao Shaojie also gained something along the way.
He knew Professor Rudolf Wagner, from the University Medical Center Heidelberg.
Heidelberg University Medical Center is very famous. Columbia University Medical Center, where Gao Shaojie graduated, is on the same level in the world.
Moreover, he also knew Professor Rudolf Wagner's name, but he just didn't have the chance to know him. Unexpectedly, when he came to Haicheng to lead his apprentice in surgery, he would meet the world's top professor, and in such a weird way.
Soon, I arrived at the emergency building of Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital.
Zheng Ren had made contact with this party a long time ago. Zheng Yunxia had already been sent to the operating room, and she could start the operation just waiting for him to arrive.
It's not that Zheng Ren is anxious, but radiofrequency ablation requires surgery under CT.
During the day, the CT room is full of people. How can I have time to do surgery? This is not a large tertiary hospital in the imperial capital or Shanghai. The interventional department has a special CT machine.
If you want to do radiofrequency ablation, you have to rush to the CT room after get off work.
However, there is one thing that saves worry, that is, both Zheng Ren and Su Yun can operate the CT machine, and there is no need to leave a separate doctor in the CT room.
Zheng Ren asked Su Yun to handle this matter. He believed that Su Yun would be able to do it by showing off his face. Even if it doesn't work, isn't there still old Director Pan
After getting out of the car, Zheng Ren suddenly remembered something and broke into a cold sweat.
The incident happened so suddenly that Zheng Ren completely forgot about it.
"Manager Feng, you have a radio frequency ablation machine and a puncture needle over there. I remember... I think I told you." Zheng Ren asked a little embarrassed.
If not, this matter would be in vain.
He was thinking about surgery, but if there were no consumables... Zheng Ren complained to himself a lot.
We can't just think about surgery. Now Haicheng City No. 1 Hospital is very poor when it comes to interventional surgery. It's not like Director Kong in the Imperial Capital. What does it need
Feng Xuhui smiled and said: "Mr. Zheng, you see what you said, you fully support Changfeng, and I must not let go. I will definitely remember what you told me."
Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief.
"The machine is in the trunk. I brought twenty puncture needles. The extra ones will be placed in the operating room first. As long as you need it, Changfeng MicroPort will fully support it." Feng Xuhui said.
"Changfeng? Is it the domestic one?" Gao Shaojie asked from the back seat.
"Teacher Gao, yes. We are the company with the most complete range of equipment and consumables among domestic interventional consumables." Feng Xuhui said with some pride.
"Yeah." Gao Shaojie didn't answer, his mind started to move.
It seems that Mr. Zheng and Changfeng are closely affiliated. This means that Mr. Zheng is young, and those large multinational manufacturers and companies are like behemoths. They have not yet realized the importance of Mr. Zheng. The reflection arc is particularly long, which is why This gave Changfeng a particularly good opportunity.
Do you want to use Changfeng’s equipment yourself
To be honest, Gao Shaojie is not willing to use domestic equipment.
Compared with the equipment of multinational companies, the availability of domestic equipment is much worse. If there is a 10-point level, using domestic equipment, we can only perform a 7-point surgery.
But the advantage is that it is cheap. After all, not everyone can afford expensive consumables.
This was a backup plan. If Mr. Zheng's surgery was indeed impeccable, he would definitely ask him to go to the Affiliated Hospital of Medical University for surgery.
At that time, Zheng Ren will definitely need to ask for what consumables to use.
Gao Shaojie was thinking very far and had already thought of asking Zheng Ren for surgery.