Chapter 384 Equipment, I Use Changfeng

Early the next morning, Zheng Ren and Xie Yiren came to the city's first hospital.

At 7:55, Professor Rudolf Wagner came to the emergency ward on time like a mechanical watch.

Zheng Ren greeted the professor and Director Pan, then went downstairs.

Downstairs, a black BMW X5 parked at the door.

The exhaust pipe was humming loudly. Feng Xuhui stood at the front of the car, saw Zheng Ren coming out, and hurriedly opened the car door.

Zheng Ren had no idea how much trouble he had caused Feng Xuhui.

Because the Northeast Company is a start-up company, there are only 2-4 samples of various consumables, Changfeng MicroPort does not have such a big appetite and ideas, and wants to swallow the entire Northeast market in one go.

After receiving the call last night, Feng Xuhui was immediately stunned.

There are so many consumables for TIPS surgery...the Northeast branch of Changfeng MicroPort does not have any at all!

He put down Zheng Ren's phone and immediately called Mr. Ma to explain the situation.

Chairman Ma didn't hesitate at all, considering the cost, he ordered the Imperial Capital Company to send someone to drive overnight and dispatch 20 sets of TIPS surgical consumables to Haicheng. Moreover, he had the foresight to start contacting, quickly filling up the supply of goods in the imperial capital.

Haicheng is not too far from the imperial capital, and it takes only 5-6 hours to drive there.

At around four o'clock in the morning, Feng Xuhui breathed a sigh of relief when the sales staff of the Imperial Capital arrived in Haicheng.

The salesperson from the imperial capital threw the BMW X5 directly to Feng Xuhui, saying that Chairman Ma said that this car would be regarded as a special car for the Northeast Region in the future.

This kind of support made Feng Xuhui tearful.

Now that he has no means of communicating with him, such as delivering breakfast, he has long been anxious not to want it.

When Zheng Ren made a phone call, even if it was head-on, it had to be done.

This is the trouble with happiness.

Drive, go straight to the Second City Hospital.

Zheng Ren sat in the passenger seat, and Feng Xuhui began to worry about the next step.

Sitting on one side with my own thighs, I can't face each other without talking.

But Boss Zheng... It's really difficult to communicate, no matter what Feng Xuhui said, he just um-huh and perfunctory.

In the end, instead, Professor Rudolf Wagner, who was sitting in the back row, chatted with Feng Xuhui in Northeast dialect with a smug taste, which was a real joy.

Zheng Ren answered the call from Dean Zhang, asking if he should go to the surgery directly or see the patient first.

Both of these, the professor who runs the throwing knife can do it.

According to the procedure, it is necessary for the surgeon to see the patient before the operation.

However, most of the professors who run flying knives don't know how to see patients in order to treat more patients, earn more money, and make the efficiency of unit time higher.

This side got off the plane, and the patient on the other side was already on the operating table.

It has nothing to do with medical ethics. The local hospitals that can invite professors from the Imperial Capital and Modu to perform operations are basically the top three hospitals. The most basic quality is still required, and I must have seen the preoperative film. If the patient is too heavy, Professor Feidao will directly refuse it.

It's a joke, so many simple operations are not done, how about difficult ones? It doesn't make such a fuss to die.

Of course, running a throwing knife is also risky.

In a few years ago, there was a professor of orthopedics in the Imperial City who flew a knife and went to Shijiazhuang.

The patient had a simple fracture, but because of his age, the bone nonunion occurred after surgery. Without saying a word at home, they found someone to go to the imperial capital to break the professor's leg. (Note 1)

Zheng Ren didn't even think about it, so he said that he was going to see the patient first.

Although the city's first hospital is only 18.4 kilometers away from the city's second hospital, they belong to two different hospitals after all, so there is nothing wrong with being cautious.

Zheng Ren has been cautious all his life, and he has already formed a habit.

18.4 kilometers, it won't take long to drive, even in the morning rush hour.

Haicheng's morning peak is incomparable with the imperial capital, the magic capital, and even the provincial capital.

The location of the Infectious Disease Hospital was relatively remote, and it took 25 minutes for Feng Xuhui to drive to the Second Hospital.

In front of the inpatient department building, more than a dozen doctors in white coats were waiting, and it didn't take much thinking to know that they were waiting for Zheng Ren.

Feng Xuhui was a little surprised that the people from the Second City Hospital actually stood at the gate of the inpatient department building to welcome Mr. Zheng?

What kind of identity and status is this? !

Professor Rudolf Wagner didn't care.

Every time he goes to other hospitals for demonstration operations... In short, it's not so simple.

The car stopped, Humpty Humpty trotted, came to the passenger seat, and opened the door.

"President Zheng, you are here."

Seeing Humpty Humpty's obsequious and frightened look, Zheng Ren couldn't laugh or cry.

He is at least 40 years old, and it is really difficult for him to open the car door for a young doctor.

"You're welcome, you're welcome." Zheng Ren said.

"No, it should be." The short fat man's face was full of smiles, "I came back and got to know the director of the chest department. Yesterday you opened the chest in the emergency rescue room. The technique is superb and the diagnosis is accurate. I I am very impressed."

Seeing Zheng Ren's expressionless face, as if he didn't hear what he said, Humpty Humpty continued to smile apologetically and stopped flattering him.

"President Zheng, we meet again." Dean Zhang took the lead and stretched out his hand.

"Dean Zhang, you have to worry about it." Zheng Ren shook hands with him, and said with a smile, "The conditions of the patients are all good, which can effectively avoid the chance of surgical failure."

"For the first time, I was worried that you would not be able to use the equipment and operating room equipment here."

"For equipment, I use Changfeng. This is Feng Xuhui, the manager of Changfeng MicroPort Northeast Region." Zheng Ren patted Feng Xuhui on the shoulder.

As soon as Feng Xuhui got out of the car, when he saw Zheng Ren coming up, he introduced himself, and directly stated that he was doing TIPS surgery with Changfeng's equipment, and he was immediately grateful.

Dean Zhang greeted Feng Xuhui reservedly without extending his hand. But Feng Xuhui didn't mind, he was the dean of the Second Hospital and his parents, not to mention being reserved, even if he spat on his face, wouldn't he have to say yes with a smiling face?

He introduced the accompanying department directors to Zheng Ren, and Zheng Ren shook hands one by one.

The director of the liver disease department was okay, but the director of the interventional department was somewhat hostile.

Zheng Ren felt it, but didn't take it to heart. He just vaguely remembered that the director of the intervention department was surnamed Cheng, and his name was Cheng Lixue.

Cheng Men Lixue, this name is easy to remember.

Judging by his expression, if it weren't for Professor Rudolf Wagner standing behind him, he might have an attack on the spot.

It seems to be a good thing for the professor to use as a facade, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Under the leadership of Dean Zhang, we see patients first.

The first patient was a patient with intractable ascites. According to the urgent laboratory test report this morning, the patient's physical examination was relatively good, and his condition was much milder than the one that was done in the city's first hospital before.

Zheng Ren was quite satisfied. When he was seeing the second patient, a doctor from the Second Hospital sent the first patient to the operating room.

After seeing the 8 patients, Zheng Ren had a deeper understanding of Dean Zhang's meticulousness.

All patients were monohydrate patients with refractory ascites, so as to avoid the possibility of hematemesis during the operation with a small probability.

This person is really good, Zheng Ren thought in his heart.

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Note 1: In 10 years, my grandfather had an operation and invited experts from Beijing. Talking about it while eating, it can be regarded as hearsay.