When Zheng Ren was in a trance, Peng Jia was banging his head against the wall in the Xinglin Garden.
He saw the surgery video, which was Zheng Ren's surgery video of removing the porcelain gallbladder last night.
After the video was recorded, Professor Yang sent a copy to Lao He. Lao He's restless heart began to become unsettled.
He uploaded the video to the Xinglinyuan website and left a sensational title: Blue Ghost, Evil Demon in the Belly.
This video quickly attracted the attention of countless people and had a huge number of downloads.
After all, general surgery is a major department, and there are at least ten times more doctors engaged in general surgery and related specialties nationwide than interventional doctors.
Facing the sudden traffic, Peng Jia also paid attention. When he saw the blue gallbladder, his whole body felt bad.
He couldn't understand the technique or anything like that.
But the data is cold and objective, silently explaining everything.
If it was meaningless, how many people would download the surgery to watch it
Yesterday, I had made up my mind to do a live broadcast of the surgery. Although Peng Jia knew that to live broadcast this operation, he needed the consent of the 912 Hospital, which was different from Zheng Ren's live broadcast.
Even if Xinglinyuan mobilizes all its strength, it will be difficult to solve this matter within half an hour.
But even if he fails to do it, it still proves his vision from one aspect. As a businessman, when investing, your eyesight is as sharp as a knife.
Peng Jia still remembered the conversation last night. Boss Zheng said that he could do it, but the operation risks were quite high and it was not an ordinary porcelain gallbladder.
And then...then I just gave up.
All in Peng Jia's mind was convincing the hospital leaders of 912 to successfully broadcast the live broadcast. Then the surgery live broadcast room exploded like an atomic bomb, with huge power sweeping the world.
VCs swarmed in, sat in their offices, and watched them bid against each other.
Without having to speak for myself, the third round of venture capital investment would soar to more than $100 million, and by the way, it would also bring documents to be listed on Nasdaq.
in a moment…
Just in one thought!
Peng Jia really wanted to bang his head against the wall, why didn't he persevere? Just give it a little bit, just a little bit!
When I called Hu Yanhui, hadn't I already decided to listen to her opinion? But I didn't believe in Hu Yanhui's luck or Boss Zheng's techniques. Once I heard that the surgery was extremely difficult and an S-level surgery, I gave up the idea of live broadcasting.
Peng Jia was depressed and irritable for a long time before calming down.
He watched the video over and over again at the end of the video, where the gallbladder was shattered with just a touch of the hemostatic forceps, and he felt increasingly regretful.
Boss Zheng didn't lie. Even a layman could see that the gallbladder was indeed called a porcelain gallbladder. It was really brittle.
But the more this happens, the better the effect of the live broadcast of the surgery will be.
The past cannot be forgotten. Peng Jia quickly sorted out his emotions and began to think about the future.
Just as I was thinking about it, the secretary knocked on the door.
"Boss, Hu Yanhui's phone number."
"Come in." Peng Jia said in a harsh voice with stiff facial muscles.
He sat firmly on the chair, lit a cigarette, and then picked up the phone.
"I'm Peng Jia."
"Huh? Is this the youngest Cui from the Engineering Academy?"
"Where is Mr. Zheng now?"
"I understand. Keep an eye on your side and report the situation at any time."
After saying that, Peng Jia hung up the phone.
It seemed that my judgment was right. Cui Lao, the academician of the Academy of Engineering who was the treasure of the 912 town, went directly to Director Kong to ask for someone.
Is it just that Boss Zheng is that powerful
As soon as this question appeared in Peng Jia's mind, he slapped himself.
md, you still haven’t remembered your mistake last night.
Painful realization.
All the doubts about Boss Zheng are absolutely wrong!
You must trust Boss Zheng!
Nobel Prize candidate, even Mr. Cui couldn't help it. He was still doubting? Originally, life does not require too many decisions. It is enough to just follow the wise man and do what others do.
How old is Mr. Cui? He can break his skin and go to the interventional department to ask for someone. This is a big reminder that if he is still hesitant, he doesn't have to be a good person.
Peng Jia quickly adjusted her mentality, opened WeChat, and left a message to Hu Yanhui, asking her to pay attention to the development of this matter.
After finishing everything, Peng Jia let out a sigh of relief, leaned back on the armchair, and meditated seriously.
It seemed that no matter how much I paid attention to it, I still underestimated Boss Zheng in the end.
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"Boss, Fugui'er is looking for you." Su Yun was holding a mobile phone in his hand, smoking a cigarette and drinking water. This guy can't live without his cell phone.
Zheng Ren sometimes feels that the best way to communicate with him is to communicate in the virtual space using a mobile phone.
Face to face with yourself and don't say a word... Forget it, it's better not to say anything. Once you say it, it's the kind of unpleasant words.
"What are you doing with me?" Zheng Ren asked.
After Dare asked, the professor opened the door and walked out.
"Oh my God, boss, why are you hiding here?" Professor Rudolf Wagner said in an exclamatory tone, but the expression on his face clearly showed schadenfreude.
The professor and Su Yun have gone bad, Zheng Ren thought to himself.
Following the professor was Granit from Guinlier Hospital in Switzerland whom he met yesterday.
He was a little embarrassed and a little embarrassed.
"Boss, Granit went back, thought about it, and did what you said." Professor Rudolf Wagner said with a smile: "As a result, the asthma is cured."
"That's not asthma."
"Hmm, definitely not." The professor said, touching Granite.
The expression on Granit's face began to become more exciting. He said a lot of words, but Zheng Ren didn't understand. Su Yun had a smile on his face.
"Boss, Granite said that he recognizes your medical skills very much. The rest of the story is just about praising you, so I won't translate it," the professor said.
"It's okay." Zheng Ren waved his hand.
The professor turned around and spoke arrogantly to Granit. Zheng Ren felt that the professor and Su Yun had a good relationship, which was inevitable. Because the two of them are, in a sense, the same person.
The two exchanged a few words, and the professor said: "Granite wants to see you perform surgery. The main purpose of his visit this time is to learn the new tip surgery."
"Is the volume of surgeries at Genilier Hospital large?" Su Yun asked.
"Brother Yun, there are almost no similar patients in Genilier Hospital, but it does not prevent Granit from going to Africa for surgery. I think the volume of surgeries he provides is huge," the professor said.
"Go and sign first, and then work on it bit by bit." Another thing Zheng Ren was thinking about was how to popularize the needle insertion method for tip surgery in a more understandable way.
"Boss, asthma in general is caused by bronchospasm. How do you know it's not bronchospasm but airway stenosis?" Su Yun asked curiously.
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Two more chapters, afternoon, afternoon. Try to recover tomorrow~