Canon is about to go bankrupt, but it is said that it still has 30 years of technical reserves. This brings endless despair to those who come after.
The professor suddenly understood. The boss was going to upgrade his technology. If someone came forward to challenge for the Nobel Prize, the boss could come up with new technologies at any time...
What's that word called? Brother Yun explained it once.
Yes, slap in the face, you can slap in the face at any time!
Boss, so tall!
Zheng Ren spent 20 minutes looking at the preoperative films and various examinations of the three patients. After doing the ward rounds and understanding the patient's condition, Zheng Ren went to the duty room to change clothes.
After sending a message to the little girl, who was still resting in the car, Zheng Ren went to the parking lot with a smile.
The days passed day by day, including going to work, operating, seeing a doctor, and getting off work. Although it was unremarkable, I got rid of the tragic fate of being hospitalized and returned to the track of normal life.
A few days later, Dr. Shen joined the third medical team to provide frontline support. The team was temporarily missing one person, but it did not affect the work.
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Magic City, the headquarters of Xinglinyuan website.
Peng Jia was extremely distressed. Sitting on the boss's chair, looking at the tall buildings and the river flowing into the sea, he felt countless worries and confusions in his heart.
A few months ago, there was a strange account on the website and suddenly started a live broadcast of surgery.
Such a small thing could not attract his attention at first.
However, that live broadcast account quickly gained the favor of many doctors. As a result, when the surgery was live broadcast, the traffic surged and the website almost crashed.
Peng Jia stabilized the website only after paying a huge price.
He also tried to find the source of the artist. After all, spontaneous live broadcasts have no binding force and will leave at any time, making everything prepared by the website in vain.
However, when the live broadcast signal was traced to the node of the Montreal Medical Center in Canada, it was counterattacked by the other party.
All the engineers at Xinglinyuan were helpless. If the other party hadn't been merciful, and if a female engineer hadn't suggested stopping the tracking, the website would have been destroyed.
Peng Jia also consulted many doctors after that, and their opinion was that the source of the video was a large, comprehensive hospital.
Because there is an obvious gap in the skill level of the surgeons, and moreover, there is no one person performing the surgery.
Peng Jia was depressed and distressed. As a businessman, he did not accept the traffic given by "God" calmly. Instead, he planned to take advantage of this momentum to make live broadcast of surgeries the norm.
What a wonderful thing it would be if it could be done.
Peng Jia seems to be able to see himself ringing the bell on Wall Street.
However, when the surgeon broadcast live operations from time to time in the live broadcast room, no one from the many hospitals he contacted was willing to agree to Peng Jia's request.
Live surgery
What a joke!
It's still normal, no one even does the occasional live broadcast.
No one can guarantee that there will be no mistakes in the operation. Once the operation is broadcast live, it will become an object of observation under the microscope, and colleagues will continue to find faults.
Do I still need academic status in the future
Not everyone will do surgery, but who can’t find faults
Even if the surgery can be performed flawlessly, is there any need to broadcast it live and teach it to others
The big guys sneered at the money offered by the Xinglinyuan website, but the little doctor Xinglinyuan looked down upon it.
So the matter was delayed like this.
Just as Peng Jia expected, after the live broadcast frequency in the surgical live broadcast room reached a certain peak, it slowly dropped until it never appeared again.
Next, someone should approach him to discuss cooperation. Peng Jia regarded this matter as a conspiracy and a commercial ploy.
Huge traffic, qualifications for listing, how much equity does the other party want? If you're not too greedy, it doesn't matter if you give some.
But Peng Jia was very worried. What kind of person would be hired for such an expert-level surgery? Wouldn't it be greedy to be able to mobilize the power of a doctor of this level? Do they want to acquire Xinglin Garden
However, everything was quiet and nothing happened.
No one coveted the shares of Xinglin Garden at all, and no one even made suggestions.
As time passed day by day, Peng Jia gradually panicked.
It seems that some medical group made a live broadcast on an impromptu basis and left after a few months because it was boring.
It doesn't matter if he's gone, the traffic to the Xinglin Garden website has been plummeting recently!
If this continues, it will be difficult to maintain, let alone go public.
The greatest tragedy in life is that you are not worthy of your ambition, and you have failed to live up to all the suffering along the way.
Peng Jia tried her best to try and find, but in the end she was still disappointed.
After brainstorming and intelligence analysis again and again, Peng Jia’s team and think tanks finally learned that a doctor in mainland China had been recommended as a Nobel Prize candidate and made suggestions to find him for a live broadcast.
However, the new proposal looks great.
Whether it’s the Nobel Prize aura or the needs of doctors, it seems to fit perfectly with the Xinglinyuan website. But... Peng Jia can't find anyone at all!
When the doctor was nominated for the Nobel Prize, he had already evaporated and disappeared without a trace.
He knew he was going to perform a task, but after waiting day after day, week after week, and watching the website traffic decrease day by day, Peng Jia was worried, but the doctor didn't show up at all.
Suddenly one day, the doctor named Zheng Ren reappeared in the 912 hospital. Peng Jia was ecstatic.
But before he could find it, Zheng Ren rushed to the front line to carry out earthquake relief tasks.
Peng Jia felt that there must be some kind of power playing tricks on him...
However, in the face of a major disaster, Peng Jia had no time to complain. He donated one-fifth of his working capital.
This is the maximum ability, and Peng Jia also knows that there is no point in doing this. But if you don’t do something, you will never get over the hurdle in your heart.
One week later, Zheng Ren returned to 912.
This time Peng Jia did not act rashly, but waited patiently.
Or it was a helpless fatalism, but Peng Jia still waited for a full ten days.
Boss Zheng Renzheng’s work at Imperial City 912 is running normally. He has performed two batches of tip surgeries on patients. The patients have returned to normal after the surgery and the surgical results are perfect.
These news made Peng Jia very excited.
He finally stopped hesitating. Today was the day for him to fly to the imperial capital.
Go talk to Boss Zheng, if he is willing, this will definitely be a wonderful way to bring the website back to life.
gifted pen.
When the time came, Peng Jia and his secretary went downstairs, got in the car, and rushed to the airport.
The secretary's relationship with the imperial capital should not be like a little medical representative, just licking his face and going to visit him.
After all, Peng Jia is also the boss of a large listed company.
To talk about cooperation, you must give people a good impression.
Peng Jia has calculated all this many times and is basically sure that everything is foolproof.
But he was still very worried. As a Nobel Prize candidate, under such a halo, would Boss Zheng Renzheng be extremely arrogant
This is not the scariest thing. What Peng Jia is worried about is that Boss Zheng is opening his mouth.
I am strapped for cash, and the cash flow I can draw out is really limited. It's uncertain, we can only give up part of the shares.
But the venture capital side...
The more Peng Jia thought about it, the more he thought about it, and the more headache he got. Finally, he got on the plane while meditating all the way, then got off the plane, and set foot on the land of God's capital.