Chapter 890 Hit Your Head Against the Wall

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 operation video of removing the porcelain gallbladder last night.

After the video was recorded, Professor Yang passed a copy to Lao He. Lao He's restless heart began to become unsteady.

He uploaded the video to the Xinglinyuan website, and left a sensational title--the ghost in blue, the evil spirit in the abdomen.

This video quickly attracted the attention of countless people, and the download volume was huge.

After all, general surgery is a major department, and the number of doctors engaged in general surgery and related specialties in the country is at least ten times that of interventional doctors.

Faced with the sudden traffic, Peng Jia also paid attention. When he saw that blue gallbladder, he was in a bad mood.

He couldn't understand the technique or something.

But the data is cold and objective, silently explaining everything.

If it doesn't make sense, will so many people download surgery to watch?

Yesterday, I had made up my mind to do a live broadcast of the surgery. Although Peng Jia knew that the live broadcast of this operation required the consent of the 912 Hospital, which was different from Zheng Ren's live broadcast.

Even if Xinglinyuan mobilized all its power, it would be difficult to finish this matter within half an hour.

But even if he couldn't do it, it proved his vision from one aspect. As a businessman, when investing, his eyes are as accurate as a knife.

Peng Jia still remembered the conversation last night, Boss Zheng said he could do it, but the operation was quite risky, not a normal porcelain gallbladder.

Then...then he just gave up.

Peng Jia's mind was full of convincing the hospital leaders of 912 to broadcast the live broadcast smoothly. Then the surgical live broadcast room exploded like an atomic bomb, and the huge power swept the whole world.

VCs flock to sit in their offices and watch them bid against each other.

You don’t even need to speak for yourself, the third round of venture capital investment has to soar to more than 100 million US dollars, and by the way, you have to bring the documents for listing on NASDAQ.

in a moment……

Just in one thought!

Peng Jia really wanted to bang her head against the wall, why didn't she insist on it? Just one click, one click!

When I called Hu Yanhui, didn't I already decide to listen to her opinion? But I didn't believe in Hu Yanhui's luck, nor did I believe in Boss Zheng's technique. Once I heard that the operation was extremely difficult and it was an S-level operation, I gave up the idea of ​​live broadcasting.

Peng Jia was frustrated and irritable for a long time before she calmed down.

He watched the video over and over again at the end, where the gallbladder shattered with a light touch of the hemostatic forceps, and he felt more and more regretful.

Boss Zheng didn't lie, he, a layman, could tell that the gallbladder really deserves to be called a porcelain gallbladder, it's really brittle.

But the more this is the case, the better the effect of live surgery will be.

The past is irreversible, Peng Jia quickly sorted out her emotions and began to think about the future.

Just as he was thinking, 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 down firmly on the chair, lit a cigarette, and picked up the phone.

"I'm Peng Jia."

"Huh? Is it the youngest Cui from the Academy of Engineering?"

"Where is Boss Zheng now?"

"I see, you keep an eye on it and report the situation at any time."

After speaking, Peng Jia hung up the phone.

It seems that my judgment is correct. The treasure of the 912 Township, Cui Lao, an academician of the Academy of Engineering, actually went directly to Director Kong to ask for someone.

But is Boss Zheng that powerful?

As soon as this question appeared in Peng Jia's mind, he slapped himself.

MD, the mistake made last night, don't you remember it now?

Painful realization.

All the doubts about Boss Zheng are so wrong!

You must trust Boss Zheng!

Candidates for the Nobel Prize, even Mr. Cui couldn't help it, and he was still doubting? Originally, life doesn't need too many decisions, as long as you follow behind the sage, what others do is enough.

Mr. Cui is old enough to tear his face apart and intervene with important people in the department. This reminder is already obvious. If he still hesitates, he doesn't need to be a human being.

Peng Jia quickly adjusted her mentality, opened WeChat, and left a message for Hu Yanhui to let her pay attention to the development of this matter.

After finishing everything, Peng Jia breathed a sigh of relief, leaned back on the armchair, and meditated seriously.

It seemed that no matter how much he valued him, he still underestimated Boss Zheng in the end.

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"Boss, Fugui is looking for you." Su Yun held a mobile phone in his hand, smoking a cigarette. This guy can't live without his phone.

Sometimes Zheng Ren felt that the best way to communicate with him was in the virtual space, using his mobile phone to communicate.

Face to face with yourself, and don't talk... Forget it, it's better not to talk, it's that kind of ugly words.

"Why do you want me?" Zheng Ren asked.

Dare to finish asking, the professor opened the door and walked out.

"Oh my god, boss, why are you hiding here?" Professor Rudolf Wagner said in an exclamation tone, but judging from the expression on his face, it was clearly gloating.

The professor and Su Yun failed in their studies, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Following behind the professor was Granit from the Genilier Hospital in Switzerland whom he met yesterday.

He was a little embarrassed, 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."

"Well, definitely not." The professor said, touching Granit.

The expression on Granit's face began to become more exciting. He said a lot of words, but Zheng Ren didn't understand, and Su Yun showed an unbeatable smile on his face.

"Boss, Granit said that he is very appreciative of your medical skills. The rest of the whole wave is just praise of you, so I won't translate it." The professor said.

"It's okay." Zheng Ren waved his hand.

The professor turned his head and talked a lot with Granit. Zheng Ren felt that it was inevitable that the professor and Su Yun had a good relationship. Because the two of them are, in a sense, the same kind of people.

The two exchanged a few words, and the professor said: "Granit wants to see your operation. His main purpose of coming this time is to learn the new TIPS operation."

"Is there a large amount of surgery in Genilier Hospital?" Su Yun asked.

"Brother Yun, there are almost no similar patients in Guinellier Hospital, but it doesn't affect Granit's operation in Africa. I think the amount of surgery he provides is huge," said the professor.

"Let's go and sign it first, and come later." Zheng Ren was thinking about another thing—how to make the needle insertion method of TIPS surgery more accessible and popular.

"Boss, it is said that general asthma is caused by bronchospasm. How do you know that it is not bronchospasm but airway narrowing?" Su Yun asked curiously.

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There are two more chapters, afternoon, afternoon. Trying to recover tomorrow~