Chapter 553: At All Costs

After the puncture, the stent-graft goes in, followed by the retrievable stent.

Everything went well, Director Kong was dumbfounded.

What the hell is TIPS surgery?

Nope.

Director Kong leaned forward, his eyebrows furrowed together, and he meditated.

Director Kong was a little confused after the recyclable bracket was lowered. At this time, his mobile phone vibrated, and there was a burst of weird music.

Director Kong raised his eyes, glanced complicatedly through the leaded glass at Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf Wagner who were undergoing surgery inside, and turned to leave the operating room.

The phone's ringtone was set to be Su Yun. Director Kong contacted Su Yun through Zhao Yunlong and other hospital chiefs to obtain various information from Zheng Ren at any time.

I thought it was an idle move, but I didn't expect it to play a huge role.

Director Kong came to the corridor, connected the phone, and lowered his voice, "What's the matter?"

"Director Kong, are you undergoing surgery?" Su Yun's lazy voice came over, accompanied by a huge breath.

"yes."

"Can you understand?"

Director Kong seemed to see Su Yun's handsome face with a wry smile floating in front of his eyes.

But... I really don't understand it.

"I don't understand." Director Kong said, shaking his head helplessly.

"Hey." Su Yun smiled.

"You just want to ask if I can understand it?" Director Kong was a little angry, and said, "If that's the case, you can hang up the phone."

"Director Kong, how can I laugh at you." Su Yun quickly said: "I have something important to tell you."

"Say!" Director Kong's voice was low, but it became more and more majestic.

"The New England Journal of Medicine, the latest issue, the article on TIPS surgery has been published." Su Yun said.

"..." Director Kong didn't speak.

For medical journals like New England, the SCI scores are frighteningly high, and the judges are all over the top. Even if the general literature passes the review, it has to wait in line for publication.

However, the article about TIPS surgery was published directly, which made Director Kong feel strange.

"Hey, Director Kong, let me tell you, the boss doesn't even know about it. Although he may not care, I was the first to notify you." Su Yun became unhappy and complained on the other side of the phone.

"Xiao Su, thank you." Director Kong's words were much gentler, "That, the first author, is..."

"It must be the boss. I did it all by myself. It's because of his face that he wants to apply for the Nobel Prize in Medicine with this paper."

"Okay, I see." Some thoughts gradually became clear in Director Kong's mind.

With a firm tone, he hung up the phone without talking to Su Yunduo.

Director Kong thought for a moment, picked up the phone, and dialed.

"Dean Yan, I'm Kong Liancheng."

"Dr. Zheng's TIPS operation, I saw it with my own eyes, it is absolutely subversive, and the level is world-leading."

"Well, and something about the Nobel Prize is being promoted. The article is said to have been published in the latest issue of The New England Journal of Medicine."

"Reporting to the chief, I'm sure! I saw Dr. Zheng's TIPS operation with my own eyes!" Suddenly, director Kong subconsciously put his legs together, as if in a military salute, and replied seriously.

"My suggestion is to set up a research center for TIPS surgery and bring Dr. Zheng to our home to specialize in the study of TIPS surgery. The Nobel Prize requires a lot of surgery. The award is one aspect, and according to my preliminary observations, the new surgical method is still benefit patients.”

"good!

at all costs! !

Resolutely complete the task! ! ! "

After speaking, Director Kong hung up the phone.

His brows were tightly frowned, as if he was about to face an extremely difficult battle, and he was thinking hard about how to arrange his troops.

The first TIPS patient was sent out quickly, Wang Qiang went to see the patient, and Gao Shaojie exchanged surgical experience with Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren glanced at Director Kong, but he didn't see Director Kong. He was afraid that the old comrade would suffer from a heart attack from staying up late last night, so he asked Feng Xuhui to look for him.

Feng Xuhui walked out of the operating room and saw Director Kong standing on the other side of the corridor, frowning in thought.

"Director Kong, you are here, Mr. Zheng asked me to find you." Feng Xuhui greeted him with a smile.

"You are Manager Feng from Changfeng Minimally Invasive, aren't you?" Director Kong asked directly, ignoring Feng Xuhui's words.

"I am." Feng Xuhui froze for a moment. Director Kong...why does he look so serious?

"Call the big boss of your company, at eight o'clock tonight, Haicheng will come to see me."

"..." Feng Xuhui was stunned, completely unaware of what happened.

Even if Director Kong is the department director of the country's top large tertiary hospital, it seems that he does not have such status and qualifications. He should call the boss of a domestic consumables company immediately.

Director Kong looked at Feng Xuhui's expression, patted him on the shoulder, and said, "Not only you, but also other companies. It's just for Boss Zheng's sake, to give your company a chance. It doesn't matter if you don't come, you guys look."

After speaking, Director Kong strolled back to the operating room.

Feng Xuhui was confused, what does this mean?

He thought for a long time, but he didn't want to understand what Director Kong said.

Since Director Kong came, Feng Xuhui felt that his sky was falling.

Although there are immortals to guide the way, but I just rejected the company's transfer to overseas, and Mr. Zheng is going to the imperial capital...

Today, Feng Xuhui pulled himself together and followed him to the Second City Hospital. Up to now, his heart is still up and down.

But after thinking about it, Feng Xuhui still didn't make any claims, but called Chairman Ma.

Ma Quan is in a meeting, and the company is facing a life-or-death decision.

Baisheng International is facing bankruptcy and liquidation, and the company is holding a meeting to discuss how to get a share of it.

Everyone at the meeting turned their cell phones to silent mode, and only Ma Quan's cell phone was placed in front of them.

While watching the heated debate between the company's chief financial officer and sales director, Ma Quan noticed that the screen of the mobile phone in front of him lit up.

His mobile phone was also on silent mode. He glanced at the screen and saw that it was Feng Xuhui calling, so he hung up the phone directly.

But not long after, the phone turned on again.

MD, this little salesman is really brave! Ma Quan looked at the screen of the phone coldly, and heard the quarrel between the two capable generals in his ears, feeling a little irritable in his heart.

Obviously it is a good thing, but the company's ability is limited, at most it can tear off a piece of meat, but it can't get a big share of the pie, which undoubtedly makes Ma Quan a little unhappy.

But at this very moment, Feng Xuhui called over and over again.

Little thing, court death!

Ma Quan hung up the phone again.

But in less than ten seconds, the phone screen lit up again!

Ma Quanli was furious, and he slowly picked up the phone.

If Feng Xuhui doesn't give him an explanation, he must give Feng Xuhui an explanation!