The door of the interventional catheterization laboratory was open, and an injured patient had just undergone surgery and was applying pressure to stop bleeding in the corridor of the operating room. Another injured person was sent to the operating room to prepare for the next operation.
Director Jiang was giving instructions with a tired look on his face, trying to keep the place from being too chaotic.
"Director Jiang, is the medical team here? Why did the speed suddenly speed up?" Xie Ning asked.
"Medical team? No." Director Jiang was so sleepy that he couldn't think about it anymore. He subconsciously answered the superficial meaning of Xie Ning's words. Then he suddenly realized and said: "Uncle Ning, it's the Dr. Zheng you just sent to us for surgery." That’s so fast, I really get to meet an expert this time!”
Xie Ning still had a modest and elegant smile on his face, like a mask, and it was impossible to tell what was going on in his heart.
"Are they those two people who came down from the front line?"
"Director Jiang, stop chatting and prepare for the next patient." Su Yun's voice came from inside the operating room.
After three hours of surgery, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had conquered Director Jiang with their technical skills. Su Yun talked to him more and more seriously, like a department director explaining things to his junior doctor. Zheng Ren, on the other hand, didn't speak at all and focused on surgery.
Director Jiang also recognized this matter. He is indeed capable. In such a special period, who cares whether his words sound nice or not.
"Okay, Brother Yun." Director Jiang responded crisply. At some point, he started calling Su Yun Brother Yun.
"The guidewire catheter is gone, please bring it over if it's in stock." Su Yundao said.
Director Jiang had a grimace on his face and said: "Brother Yun, the consumables involved are not among the emergency supplies. I have already emptied the warehouses of suppliers in the countryside for these consumables and asked for help from above. New ones... Ning Uncle, have the new supplies arrived?”
"Not yet." Xie Ning said.
There was a faint curse word coming from inside, like a violent lion.
"Su Yun, please contact Feng Xuhui and ask if Changfeng has any stores in Chengdu. If so, send them directly. If not, ask Director Kong to contact other suppliers." A familiar voice came out, and Xie Ning's eyes narrowed. stand up.
"Then you do this surgery yourself, and I'll contact you. Boss, save your supplies, and you should be able to do twelve...fourteen surgeries. Just take your time." As he said that, Su Yun walked out of the operating room.
"Director Jiang, let me use your phone." Su Yun was not polite and said, grabbing Director Jiang's phone from his hand.
"Feng Xuhui... Feng Xuhui..." He muttered a few times, as if flipping through a phone book, and then started pressing a series of numbers to make the call.
"Manager Feng, the boss is in Pengxi Township..."
"Fuck! You are such an idiot. How can the boss be in Haicheng at this time? Just be in Rongcheng, don't be a porter. Find a map yourself, see where Pengxi Township is, and collect all the inventory at your Rongcheng sales point. Come here and get whatever you want.”
"Yes! I need whatever I need! I have to arrive in two hours, and I can't keep up with the supplies!"
After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone directly.
Although the attitude was very bad, both Director Jiang and Xie Ning felt that this was natural.
In special cases, the more crisp and clear the effect, the better.
Manager Feng is probably Dr. Zheng's direct supplier, and he seems to be in Chengdu as well.
What a coincidence.
"Uncle Ning, please leave this phone number and contact him in about two or three hours." Su Yun's attitude when talking to Xie Ning was much gentler. He vaguely felt that Xie Ning looked familiar, and his temperament was definitely not something he could easily Offended person.
It is definitely not unreasonable that Su Yun is willing to criticize others, but has always been fine.
After saying that, he did not forget to say hello to Xie Ning, and then strode to the operation room.
Xie Ning took down the phone number and directed people to carry all the triaged patients with severe pelvic fractures outside the operating room door, trying to save every minute and every second.
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At Rongcheng Airport, Feng Xuhui was sweating profusely while carrying various relief supplies.
He received a strange phone call. He didn't want to answer it at first, but something went wrong and he was too tired to stand it anymore. He sat down on the ground, panting heavily, and answered the phone.
A familiar, sarcastic voice came over the phone...
When he heard this voice, Feng Xuhui almost cried. There is a feeling of a lost child who has found his home.
Brother Yun is here, and Mr. Zheng must be there too.
Pengxi Township...where is that? Feng Xuhui didn't know, but according to what Brother Yun meant, it should be the front line west of Rongcheng.
Mr. Zheng is indeed Mr. Zheng, he can even run farther than himself for earthquake relief. Feng Xuhui had become Zheng Ren's crazy fan without knowing it. After hearing Su Yun's words, this thought came to his mind.
Intervention, consumables…
Time was running out and Feng Xuhui couldn't take care of it, so he immediately called Director Ma.
"Director Ma, Mr. Zheng contacted me and said that disaster relief supplies are needed on the front line."
"Ah, you are on the way. No, no, Mr. Zheng said that a large number of guide wires and other consumables are needed."
"Okay! I'll be there right away."
After saying that, Feng Xuhui hung up the phone.
Ma Quan has already arrived in Henan Province with a convoy transporting supplies. And Feng Xuhui didn't know all this.
Although Ma Quan was confused as to why Zheng Ren needed so many interventional supplies during emergency treatment, he had no doubts at all and just told Feng Xuhui to go to the dealer's warehouse in Rongcheng and empty them out directly.
Chengdu, an important town in the southwest, has a huge land area and population spread by dealers. The grading agents in Chengfeng are an important aspect of Changfeng MicroPort.
The supply of goods here is sufficient and the varieties are complete.
Ma Quan first told the dealer in Rongcheng that Feng Xuhui would pick up the goods later. Then I thought about it again, asked for relevant data, and called the dealer in Shancheng to send all the inventory to Pengxi Township.
Didn't Mr. Zheng go to the 912 Hospital to study the Nobel Prize project? How come you are on the front line
Ma Quan was a little confused, but didn't think much about it.
With the national crisis at hand, he even put aside the matter of taking the lead in the acquisition of Parkson International by a large Chinese-headquartered company and rushed directly to the front line with his convoy.
You can also figure out what Mr. Zheng did.
Feng Xuhui drove the car and drove quickly in Chengdu. Aftershocks continued, and the car driving on the road in Rongcheng felt like it was driving off-road in the hills.
Although it was a bit dangerous, Feng Xuhui was very happy.
I haven’t seen Mr. Zheng for a long time. Several times, by mistake, I didn’t expect to meet him on the front line of earthquake relief.
He was in a happy mood, but the time given by Su Yun was very short, and Feng Xuhui had no time to celebrate.
Besides, after carrying disaster relief supplies for nearly two days, he didn't have the strength anymore.
We rushed all the way to the dealer's warehouse, where the vehicles were ready and all the consumables were emptied. There wasn't even a mouse in the warehouse, it was empty.