The next day, Zheng Ren got up early, stretched his muscles, and then went upstairs to have breakfast.
Because something happened, everyone ate absentmindedly, and then Xie Yiren drove to the hospital early in the morning.
It's not even time to go to work yet, and the road conditions are in a mess.
Compared with the subway ride last night, Zheng Ren felt as if he was in another world.
After arriving at the interventional department and changing clothes, Zheng Ren went to the gastroenterology department to take a look at the patient. The old lady was nervous. Zheng Ren comforted her a few words, but it had no effect.
Only people who are lying on the operating table will be nervous. Any words of comfort can only be spoken while standing without back pain. Zheng Ren knows this.
Zheng Ren just wanted to know the patient's blood pressure this morning, whether the indwelling needle was buried, and other pre-operative conditions.
Everything was going according to plan, and Zheng Ren was relieved.
In fact, this is just a "little" operation. It's just that this operation is an important node in Zheng Ren's plan, so it's normal to make a fuss.
Hu Yanhui sent Google Eyes, and Zheng Ren wore them without any discomfort.
"Have the equipment been tested?" Zheng Ren asked.
"I tested it twelve times last night and all were successful." Hu Yanhui said with a smile, "Teacher Zheng, please rest assured, I am the most professional."
Her skin is darker, but her teeth are very white, and her smile is bright.
As long as the equipment is easy to use, Zheng Ren doesn't want to worry about other things.
Professor Rudolf Wagner also came early. He was a little relieved to see Zheng Ren arriving first.
The boss doesn't know why he keeps showing he doesn't care about the Nobel Prize. This is something the professor can't understand.
Today I finally saw him become nervous. For Professor Rudolf Wagner, this was something particularly worthy of celebration.
When the shift was handed over, Professor Zhao, who was temporarily in charge of the department, was a little absent-minded.
He heard someone talk about the live broadcast of Xinglinyuan and Zheng Ren's surgery last night, and he didn't sleep well all night.
Professor Rudolf Wagner performed tip surgery early in the morning, but Professor Zhao did not go to see it because of some kind of reservation deep in his heart.
Not to mention the speed of the surgery and the level of performance, the patient's postoperative recovery is indeed very fast.
The issue of "New England" magazine where Zheng Ren published about tips surgery was almost torn by Professor Zhao, but he still couldn't find the key to the surgery.
Zheng Ren must be hiding some key! Every time Professor Zhao thinks about this, his teeth itch with hatred.
But, is the surgery going to be broadcast live
Zheng Ren's magic touch left Professor Zhao confused.
What is he for
name
There is no greater honor than the Nobel Prize in Medicine and Biology!
profit
How much can you pay for a live surgery? When it comes to running around with flying knives, at Zheng Ren's level, one hundred thousand a day is not much.
Fame and fortune are impossible, so why would Zheng Ren be willing to take huge risks to have a live broadcast surgery
In Professor Zhao’s view, the live broadcast of surgery is just a gimmick. Whether it's a live broadcast of surgery at a large conference or something else, it's all a gimmick!
Many professors perform teaching surgeries at large conferences and end up ruined.
This boss Zheng seems a bit honest, but he is definitely not stupid. Professor Zhao has the most basic judgment on Zheng Ren. If he is stupid, then who do you think he is
So he tossed and turned all night and fell asleep.
Despite the dark circles under his eyes, he steeled himself. After the shift, Professor Zhao came to Zheng Ren as a rare occasion and said with a smile: "Boss Zheng, are you going to have a live surgery today?"
"Yes." Zheng Ren smiled, preparing to go to the ward for rounds first, and then pick up the patient himself.
Because he was the one who first came into contact with the patient, Zheng Ren was not prepared to let the professor or Su Yun do such a small job.
This prevents patients from becoming nervous and raising their blood pressure, leading to unpredictable situations.
"Today we have to see Boss Zheng's craftsmanship." Professor Zhao smiled harmlessly.
Su Yun glanced at him, sneered, and led the professor, little Oliver, and other Zheng Ren. First go to the ward rounds, and then prepare to go to the operating room to prepare for the operation.
As if he didn't hear Su Yun's sneer, Professor Zhao followed Zheng Ren and stopped checking the ward. He walked away and said, "Boss Zheng, how do you do live broadcast surgery? Live broadcast is not easy to do. Three years ago, a The old professor was live broadcasting the tips surgery, but he finally gave up the surgery after 15 injections were unsuccessful."
"Oh, the failure of the operation has nothing to do with the live broadcast." Zheng Ren said lightly.
"But after that, when everyone talked about other things, the first thing that came to mind was the time when the live broadcast of the surgery failed. No one remembers how many times it was successful before." Professor Zhao said with concern on his face: "Boss Zheng, listen Brother, let me tell you, don’t do this.”
"Thank you." Zheng Ren said, "There should be no problem with the operation. Thank you, Professor Zhao."
With that said, Zheng Ren took a step forward and started to check the ward with his troops.
A young man who was arrogant and domineering, Professor Zhao was not angry when he saw Zheng Ren "having his own way". When Zheng Ren turned around and left, he smiled.
Yes, laughed.
All he had to do was plant a nail in Zheng Ren's heart.
He believed that Zheng Ren only thought of the benefits of live broadcasting of surgery and did not think of the disadvantages. With such a nail, if something goes wrong during the operation, what will happen will change drastically.
The live broadcast is still the most difficult and most luck-requiring tip surgery.
Let's go and see the surgery later. The surgery is broadcast live. I am now in charge of the entire department, so it is normal to care about the little comrade.
If only I could see his surgical mistake... A sincere smile appeared on Professor Zhao's lips.
It was as if Zheng Ren's surgery really failed.
Young people who are arrogant and domineering don't know how high they can climb and how hard they can fall
Professor Zhao led the ward rounds without being in a hurry, and then asked his doctors to take the patient to the operating room, while he slowly changed clothes in the dressing room.
Soon, Su Yun, Professor Rudolf Wagner, and little Oliver came in to change clothes and prepare for the operation.
Professor Zhao and Zheng Ren were polite and still maintained a gentle mask. But when I saw Su Yun, I didn't think so.
For the surgery before the earthquake relief operation, Su Yun directly set the timer on his cell phone. This was a slap in the face.
Professor Zhao had a cold face, waiting for Su Yun to greet him or provoke him.
But Su Yun seemed not to see such a person. He talked and laughed with the professor, changed his clothes and went directly into the operating room.
What was worse than complaining was ignoring. Professor Zhao almost spit out his blood.