The Surgeon’s Studio

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“Boss, I want to bring this equipment that has been kissed by the God of Luck to Heidelberg! I want to complete twenty prostate interventional surgeries there! When I get used to it, I’ll perform the surgery on Dr.
Mehar,” Professor Rudolf Wagner said seriously.

“Equipment costs money.” Zheng Ren was more considerate.
When he saw Feng Xuhui standing there, he reminded the professor about that.

“Money is not a problem.
I’ve never considered it,” the professor said indifferently.
“You know what, let your people follow me.
I will ask the professors in the Medical Center to purchase your equipment directly.
Damn it, I get angry whenever I think of those worms.”

The professor said those words casually, but they fell on Feng Xuhui’s head like a bomb.

In an instant, he directly transcended the tribulation.

Was their product about to reach the international market? How could it be so simple? Moreover, it would not be any ordinary promotion for them, but actually a direct entry into the Heidelberg Medical Center, one of the largest medical institutions in Europe.

Happiness came too suddenly, plunging Feng Xuhui into a state of downtime.

His legs felt heavy, unable to move.
This sort of surprise made one’s blood pressure rise.

“Hey, I’m serious.
It’s not nonsense,” the professor said.
“Your guide wire isn’t great but the boss uses it, so I have to use it too.
It’s settled then.
You guys get everything ready and I’ll be back in a few days.
Make sure to find someone to follow me back with your stuff too.”

“Lil Fugui, when are you going back?” Zheng Ren asked.

“Boss, when the patient’s vitals are stable, I’ll bring him back,” Professor Rudolf Wagner said respectfully.
His tone changed so quickly that people were not used to it.
“It’s not like you’ll let me be your patient here.”

The professor was finally complaining in a low voice.
He seemed full of resentment, looking quite ‘pitiful’.

Zheng Ren did not say anything.
He simply ignored the professor.

He looked at the time.
It had been almost ten minutes.

“Manager Feng, you can leave now.
This isn’t really the appropriate time to have this conversation,” Zheng Ren said.
“Contact your company as soon as possible about what Lil Fugui has requested.
He’ll be leaving in a few days.”

Feng Xuhui was in a daze.
He nodded and turned around to leave like a puppet.

After listening to Zheng Ren’s instructions, he still refused to believe that all of this was true.
Would they actually be entering the international market? The company’s equipment was all imitations.
Would they be sued for Intellectual Property Rights?

Feng Xuhui began to ponder about it further and further.

Zheng Ren looked at the time.
It was exactly ten minutes.

He began to step on the line.
He repeated the aortic arch descent angiography to confirm that the spring embolus was in the right position, in a satisfactory shape, and without any residual shunt.

He controlled the rotating handle to release the spring coil, and then repeated the right cardiac catheterization before withdrawing the sheath tube.

After the surgery, Zheng Ren turned around and left the stage.

Professor Rudolf Wagner tacitly went to suppress the bleeding.

“Boss, don’t leave just yet.
I have something to tell you,” Professor Rudolf Wagner said hurriedly when he saw that Zheng Ren was about to leave.

“Tell me tomorrow.
I’m far too tired today.” Zheng Ren waved his hand and rejected the professor’s invitation without hesitation.

What else could the professor need to talk to him about? It was probably just to study prostate interventional embolization.

These things were not difficult for Zheng Ren who was at the grandmaster-level.

Hence, talking about these things with the professor would really feel like a waste of time.

Normally, it would have been fine.
However, Zheng Ren was pretty tired at the moment.

It was a busy day but the most tiring thing for Zheng Ren was not the four TIPS surgeries and one operation where the artery catheter was not closed.
Instead, it was the patient’s family who was indifferent and wanted to pull the plug on the patient.

Until now, Zheng Ren could still hear the sound of the patient biting the trachea tube with her teeth when the tube was being pulled out.

Everything would be fine as long as the results were perfect.

Zheng Ren felt physically and mentally exhausted.

“Boss, I’ll go to the ICU for the patient’s aftercare,” Su Yun said to Zheng Ren.

Zheng Ren was reassured by this since it was Su Yun, especially since this patient was a cardiothoracic surgery patient.
There was nothing to worry about.

The surgery was finally over.
Du Chunfang’s life should have been saved, right? Zheng Ren felt a trace of joy in his exhaustion.

This was the first time in his ten years as a doctor he had indulged himself and fought for a patient.

Hopefully, there would be a perfect ending.

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