"Old Zhao, your boss Zheng is quite good. He and I thought about a spleen transplant patient." Yang Rui said with a smile, and stabbed Professor Zhao in the heart again.
"Haha, that's right, that's right." Professor Zhao could only smile dryly, turned sideways, and let Yang Rui leave.
Go away quickly, it's an eyesore.
But Yang Rui was really excited. He asked in a low voice: "Director Kong's vision is really hard to choose!"
“…”
"I heard that he hired Boss Zheng from Haicheng?" Yang Rui praised: "This vision is really poisonous. If you say this ginger is old and spicy, hurry up..."
Professor Zhao really didn't want to listen anymore. He forced out an ugly smile, gave a random reason, and walked in.
Unexpectedly, he saw Zheng Ren face to face.
A man left the office first, Zheng Ren, carrying the film. It seemed that he should be the family member of the spleen transplant patient that Yang Rui mentioned.
Professor Zhao turned sideways and got out of the way of the middle-aged man, trying to speed up. Meeting Zheng Ren was really boring.
At such a young age, if you grab a bed for yourself when you come here, you are robbing money!
How many years have I spent and how many connections have I found before I can lead a team in 912? How many beds are there! He was a young guy, why did Director Kong take such good care of him and allocate a bed to each of the four leading professors!
But he didn't expect that the patient's family member did not leave after going out. Instead, he turned around and bowed deeply to Zheng Ren who was standing at the door.
This moment blocked half of the aisle, and Professor Zhao had no choice but to stop.
"Teacher Zheng, thank you, thank you. I will bring my wife here when I get back." The middle-aged man said sincerely: "You are right. Fortunately, I met you this time. Otherwise, I guess I would have to I traveled around the imperial capital and the magical capital for months, but in the end I still couldn’t make up my mind.”
"You're welcome, that's as it should be." Zheng Ren smiled gently and said.
The middle-aged man said a few more polite words before leaving respectfully.
"Professor Zhao, have you finished the operation?" Zheng Ren greeted Professor Zhao with a smile on his face, nodded in greeting, and then went to change clothes.
Professor Zhao looked at Zheng Ren's back and felt stuffed in his heart.
The young man is really arrogant... No, he greeted me and kept smiling. Professor Zhao suddenly felt depressed. He looked down on Zheng Ren but couldn't do anything about him. This feeling...
"Boss, the film is finished, take a look!" Professor Rudolf Wagner suddenly shouted.
The roar startled Professor Zhao.
Zheng Ren said: "Fugui son, don't shout in the hospital."
"Yes. Boss, come and watch the movie." The professor responded with a smile.
"Have the films of the three patients come back?"
"They're all back."
Zheng Ren returned to the office and began to look at the films of patients undergoing surgery tomorrow one by one.
The number of beds in 912 has reached a certain level. It would be good if patients can stay for 1 or 2 days before surgery. Moreover, the MRI diffusion test of patients must be done in an outpatient setting. If it is done in the hospital, the bed turnover will be greatly affected. The project has just been launched. If you are familiar with the process, you will definitely have the patient undergo MRI diffusion before being admitted to the hospital for outpatient treatment. Unlike now, Dr. Shen has to find someone and wait until after get off work to hurry up and do it.
In this way, patients outside still have to wait several months before they can be admitted to the hospital.
There is nothing we can do. All the difficult and complicated diseases in the country are concentrated in the Imperial Capital and the Magic Capital. There are only a few top-level tertiary hospitals.
Professor Zhao watched Zheng Ren holding his chin up while watching the movie, sighed in his heart, and turned around to leave.
Zheng Ren didn't feel Professor Zhao's hostility, he concentrated on watching the movie.
At this time, it seemed that the liver's nuclear magnetic dispersion was in a completely different world compared to before in Haicheng.
In the past, I still had to think about it and reconstruct it in my mind. There are even many places where you are not sure, and you have to look over and over many times before you can roughly estimate two or three points before proceeding to the next step of screening.
Although it went smoothly every time, it took a long time to read the films and think about it. And the success rate is 100%. Zheng Ren estimates that it has something to do with his luck.
Every choice is correct.
Now, as soon as Zheng Ren glanced at it, he could outline in his mind the image relationship between the liver portal vein and the hepatic vein, and the surgical approach and puncture point were instantly displayed.
It’s really not difficult, Zheng Ren sighed.
What a big change.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was stunned for a moment. He was a little confused and asked cautiously: "Boss, is there anything wrong with this film?"
Zheng Ren was also confused for a second, and then understood what the professor meant.
He smiled and said: "It's okay. Fuguier, look at where the puncture point of this patient's surgery is."
The professor immediately began to look carefully at the nuclear magnetic dispersion.
"Xi Bao'er, have you learned MRI diffusion radiography?" Zheng Ren asked casually when he saw that little Oliver had been cooperating with Chang Yue in tedious clinical work, working diligently and not saying much.
"I..." Little Oliver was stunned for a moment and said, "I learned it, but my level is average."
"Come and take a look, too." Zheng Ren waved.
Chang Yue has no interest in surgery, but little Oliver is different. He followed the professor in order to learn surgery and treatment in the end.
He cautiously came over and analyzed the NMR diffusion according to the process he had learned before.
After a few minutes, the professor carefully touched the film with the pen in his hand.
"Boss, this is it."
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded and looked sideways at little Oliver.
Seeing that he still looked confused, Zheng Ren had an idea in his mind that this method of judging the puncture point through nuclear magnetic diffusion was still too complicated.
A great figure like Professor Rudolf Wagner would have to think about it for several minutes. Young professors like Gao Shaojie need to study for several weeks. What about an ordinary person
A young doctor like little Oliver simply cannot master it in a short time.
When he had time to think of a way, Zheng Ren began to ponder.
The professor was stunned for a moment. When he saw Zheng Ren didn't speak, he thought he had made a mistake. After hesitating for a few seconds, the professor whispered: "Boss, did I say something wrong?"
"No, it's right here." Zheng Ren said, "I'm thinking about other things."
"What's the matter, boss?"
"I'm thinking of simplifying the method of nuclear magnetic dispersion determination, otherwise there won't be enough people who can master this technology." Zheng Ren found it a bit difficult and said with a frown.
Professor Rudolf Wagner was stunned.
What are technical barriers? Once mastered, the harder and more complex it is, the better!
Raise the threshold for entry, make this technology a watershed, and demonstrate your technical strength.
This is true for the medical industry, and it is true for other industries as well.
Only with monopoly can there be high profits and returns.
Even technological upgrades must be hidden, waiting for other pursuers to catch up, and then unhurriedly throw out newer technologies, causing the pursuers to spend a high price without getting anything in return.
This is the most common approach and the most common approach.