Chapter 1174 1175 Treatment of Internationally Renowned Experts (30000 Plus Change × 17 Monthly Ticket)

Director Kong was a little worried, staring at the screen.

The guide wire is super-selected to the position, and a few big bends are not difficult for Zheng Ren at all.

Now Director Kong is accustomed to Zheng Ren's "extraordinary" performance, and turns a blind eye to it. He looked intently at the black shadow representing the coil, and entered the blood vessel little by little along the guide wire.

No, this shadow looks different from the spring coils he is familiar with.

Very thin, very small.

The more delicate the consumables are, the more difficult it is to operate, but it must be difficult for Boss Zheng. The question in Director Kong's mind is - what is this thing.

Neurology coils? Seems smaller and thinner than that.

No one uses anything like that except for small coils for neurology. Because the finer the consumables, the more expensive the price. If it is said that this is a spring coil, I am afraid that the cost will be ten or hundreds of thousands?

Director Kong was puzzled. Could it be that he came up in a hurry, without reading glasses, and something went wrong?

He moved forward subconsciously.

"Director Kong, what's the matter?" Ye Qingqiu felt strange. He couldn't understand the operation, and with his professional habits, there was a slight disturbance around him. He noticed it earlier than anyone else.

"No, what type of spring coil is this?" Director Kong muttered in a low voice.

But before he could see it clearly, Zheng Ren had already opened the spring coil and plugged it at a distance of 3cm below the fireworks.

The location was just right, and after waiting for nearly a minute for another imaging, the fireworks became extremely thin.

"It's not that we are here..." Director Ye also felt strange. He glanced at Director Kong, saw his confused look, and turned to look at Liu Xiaojie.

Liu Xiaojie was trying her best to hide herself in the corner of the wall so that she wouldn't be so conspicuous.

There was a group of 912 doctors, and there was a medical director in the middle. The pressure was quite huge for Liu Xiaojie, who had just graduated.

When Ye Qingqiu's eyes were directed at him, Liu Xiaojie felt that the room was suddenly darkened.

That piercing gaze was so sharp, she suddenly panicked and was at a loss. He just lowered his head and looked at his toes.

"You, which manufacturer?" Ye Qingqiu asked indifferently.

"Changfeng's." Liu Xiaojie replied in a trance.

"Come here." Ye Qingqiu was full of authority, although he didn't want to scare the little girl. But just the faint majesty exuding from her body and the support of many 912 doctors and directors around her were enough to overwhelm Liu Xiaojie.

At school, Liu Xiaojie also met various leaders. But they were not wearing isolation suits, and the background was not a life-or-death rescue. The difference between these, I never thought about it before, but now I look at it, it is still quite big.

Walking over in a trance, Liu Xiaojie felt that her body was stiff, as if she had suffered a stroke.

"Don't you know the rule that doctors and nurses who are not from this hospital are not allowed to enter the operating room?" Director Ye habitually threw a big hat over.

It's the way to do things, especially when you're condescending. Find the fault first, and then the other party will be timid.

It's just that he didn't say anything, and this sentence directly confused Liu Xiaojie.

Is it not allowed? There seems to be such a thing. But there doesn't seem to be any director... Boss Zheng will stand up for himself, what if something goes wrong?

Liu Xiaojie completely forgot to answer Director Ye's question, her mind went blank.

"Is your manager inside? Where did the spring coils come from?" Ye Qingqiu continued to ask.

It sounds random, but the sequence of words is a good habit accumulated over the years. But what he didn't expect was that he was asking a new rookie who couldn't be more new.

Liu Xiaojie's eyes were empty and she looked at her toes, remembering that she didn't care where she went when she was in school, when did someone speak so sternly?

Why has everything changed when you just entered the society?

"What about you?" Ye Qingqiu repeated impatiently when she saw that she was silent.

It's okay not to say this, Liu Xiaojie's tears fell crackling as soon as she said those words.

It fell to the ground and shattered.

In the operating room, the angiography confirmed that Zheng Ren stopped stepping on the line. The airtight lead door opened, and Feng Xuhui limped out holding the remaining consumables.

When he came out, he was surprised to see Liu Xiaojie crying with her head down. Director Ye looked at her dissatisfied.

Feng Xuhui hurriedly put the consumables on the trolley case, and before he could pack it up, he first pulled Liu Xiaojie aside, blocked between Liu Xiaojie and Director Ye, and bent his waist slightly.

Although wearing a sterile mask, he still habitually smiled cautiously and said, "Director Ye, she is new here, what's wrong?"

"Oh, you are that Feng Xuhui." Director Ye smiled, and his tone was not as serious as when talking to Liu Xiaojie.

This is the person next to Boss Zheng, so he should be polite.

"It's me, it's me." Feng Xuhui responded quickly.

"What consumables did you just hit on the stage?"

"Oh, that one, it's a spring coil made in Germany. When I went to Heidelberg a few days ago, Fuguier thought it was good, so he brought me a few back, saying that maybe Mr. Zheng could use it." Feng Xuhui said.

Ye Qingqiu glanced at the two large trolley cases and wondered how many strange consumables were in them?

"How do you charge for this kind of thing?"

"No, no, as long as Mr. Zheng uses it smoothly, it's a trivial matter if you have money or not." Feng Xuhui said quickly: "Besides, this is what Fuguier asked me to bring to Mr. Zheng, and I can't take money. "

Ye Qingqiu was a little emotional.

Look at what Boss Zheng is doing...

Consumables dealers follow behind, for what? Don't you want to sell consumables, sell things, and make money? It is said that they will change their faces when they turn around. That is because there is only an interest relationship between manufacturers and doctors.

But look at Boss Zheng, the manager of the factory, carrying two large trolley cases, followed him from China to North America and North America to Europe, and he had to keep replenishing consumables.

It's not just about money.

Is this the way an internationally renowned professor is treated? Ye Qingqiu didn't understand.

But what was in his mind did not delay Ye Qingqiu from saying other things.

"It's hard work, Manager Feng." Ye Qingqiu said, "Go and take a break."

After speaking, he stepped out of the crowd and entered the operating room.

Zheng Ren's operation to embolize the ruptured branch of the internal iliac artery was performed very quickly. The abdominal cavity had just been opened on this side, and the negative pressure suction was still sucking blood and gurgling.

Ye Qingqiu stood behind Director Wei, watching the situation in the patient's abdominal cavity. Full of blood, a small part of it has just fallen, and nothing can be seen for the time being.

"Boss Zheng, are you here to help?" Director Wei had already seen the operation to embolize the branch of the internal iliac artery. The operation was done quickly and steadily, and this Boss Zheng really lived up to his reputation. This operation is very risky, so he directly invited him.