Chapter 1310 It Would Be Nice if You Welcome Yourself

Zheng Ren was stunned.

How is this like going to a nightclub?

Director Zhou spent a little too much to play, and Zheng Ren's face was a little ugly. But Zhou Chunyong is making a fool of himself, why are the experts of this group of experts making a fool of themselves?

"Wow, awesome!" The family members of the patients at the back couldn't contain their throbbing, and whispered.

"Those foreign experts are not here to perform surgery."

"It was the young doctor next to Director Zhou who performed the operation, and foreigners all visited."

The excitement of the patients' families is understandable.

My immediate family members, parents, or siblings, went all the way to the imperial capital for surgery, or portal hypertension, which the local hospital considered to be similar to a terminal illness with a very low success rate for surgery.

The more powerful the naturalist, the higher the success rate.

Originally, the patient's family members were a bit slandered that the imperial capital had to invite someone to perform the operation.

But Zhou Chunyong was extremely tough, and those who disagreed with him would not be admitted to the hospital.

The patients who lost their temper in the imperial capital and the family members of the patients were more helpless, so they decided to be hospitalized and invited a young "expert" to perform the operation.

But in front of this scene, dozens of Chinese and foreign experts wearing snow-white white clothes, standing in the corridor, bowed and paid homage together, like a mature rice field.

And that hello Boss Zheng touched everyone's heart.

"Look at what I'm saying? We're not medical practitioners, so don't give orders to professionals. Director Zhou said yes, then yes. You don't have any trust at all. It's better to go back to your hometown and die."

"It's very dangerous. At that time, Director Zhou said that he invited others to perform surgery, and I was desperate."

"Yes, fortunately, my dad insisted on performing liver and gallbladder surgery in the imperial capital. By the way, how much did you pay for the experts?"

"Expert fee? No. Director Zhou even took the red envelope."

"Still using your three melons and two dates? Do you know how much the foreign experts in the group paid for listening to Boss Zheng's lectures?"

"Why not 30,000 to 50,000 yuan?"

The family members of the patients were talking, buzzing, and a little chaotic.

"Three to fifty thousand? You can't guess it just because you don't know it. Eight hundred thousand per person is still a beautiful knife!"

"..."

"I'm going! What are they going to do?"

True and false words were spread in the corridor outside the ward, and the eyes of every patient's family members lit up when they heard it.

Money is one of the standards for measuring things, and it is also a standard that everyone can feel. The $800,000 study budget is simply incomprehensible. Although this is a lot more than the actual number, it is shocking enough.

Those who watch the fun are not afraid of big things, that's the truth.

Zheng Ren felt a little headache in his head.

"Boss, talk." Su Yun smiled and whispered beside Zheng Ren.

"What are you talking about, everyone has worked hard?"

"Boss Zheng, I didn't arrange this." Zhou Chunyong smiled bitterly and said, "This group of foreign experts has always been difficult to manage, and they don't look like directors from other places who are related to me."

He said, making a please gesture.

"That's not what it is." Zhou Chunyong was at a loss for words. "You finished the operation on Dr. Mayhal, and these foreign experts stopped talking right away. One by one, don't want anything, what are you talking about."

Zheng Ren frowned.

"I was going to arrange for them to go to the staircase conference room, but I arranged to cast the screen, so I could see it more clearly. The operating room can't hold so many people." Zhou Chunyong said: "But no one would want to think of them one by one. Go first, I'll be waiting for you here."

Zheng Ren was also helpless, so he could only nod his head and smile bitterly.

Ignoring dozens of experts and professors from all over the world standing in the corridor, Zheng Ren went directly to the director's office.

The door was ajar, and Zhou Chunyong's team professors stood tall and straight, with films in their hands, and lined up in accordance with the arranged surgical sequence.

Watching movies, watching patients, sending patients, and continuing to watch movies, this set of processes is like an assembly line.

It's just that the person standing on the assembly line is still like a little doctor in the first hospital in Haicheng, reading films and medical records attentively and seriously.

In the past two days, due to the operation of Dr. Mehar, the patients on the liver and gallbladder side of the Imperial Capital did not have time to see it.

Zheng Ren felt a little guilty, did he float away? In the future, this kind of thing cannot be ignored.

More than an hour later, at nearly 10 o'clock, Zhou Chunyong accompanied Zheng Ren out of the ward and went to the operation.

"Boss Zheng, Mr. Lin is waiting for you in the operating room." Zhou Chunyong said a little nervously.

Zheng Ren knew Mr. Lin, the National Circulatory Internal Medicine Department, and few people did not know about Mr. Lin.

A leading figure in domestic circulation intervention, academician of the Academy of Engineering, and peach and plum all over the world. It is no exaggeration to say that the domestic circulation intervention was created by Mr. Lin.

"It's a mess." Zheng Ren was also a little embarrassed, "I should go and see Mr. Lin Cai."

Zhou Chunyong was relieved now.

He is mainly worried that Boss Zheng is young and vigorous, his level of involvement is unfathomable, and he will not look down on the old director and old professor.

After all, Mr. Lin's technical level was second to none at that time. But after all, he was old, and when he was engaged in intervention work, the prime time had passed.

The technical level is the same now. Mr. Lin won everyone's respect because he overcame all difficulties and began to promote cardiac interventional surgery at a time when the country was almost blank.

At that time, the pressure was simply too great, and everyone's protection work was not in place.

Later, because of the promotion of Mr. Lin, many chest pain centers in tertiary hospitals are now established. The green channel is fast and efficient, saving countless lives.

The elderly are undoubtedly worthy of respect.

Boss Zheng doesn't use technology to suppress people. This is the best thing. What Zhou Chunyong was most worried about did not happen.

If Boss Zheng doesn't eat this set, he will commit the following... This kind of thing is not uncommon. Wu Haishi and Wu Laodu were sent to Pengcheng, right?

Zhou Chunyong has been trying to avoid the end of Wu Haishi and Wu Lao.

"Boss Zheng, the staff of Xinglinyuan are also ready for the live broadcast. You can knock me hard today." Zhou Chunyong was already excited.

Zheng Ren glanced at him and felt that he woke up too early, which is not a good phenomenon.

But it doesn't matter, Zhou Chunyong can't do it by himself. It's just TIPS surgery, no big deal.

"By the way, Su Yun." Zheng Ren suddenly thought of something.

"what happened again?"

"You go to the Ladder Showroom, where you gave the lecture last time." Zheng Ren said, "Tell the students about the operation."

"..." Su Yun's eyes widened, his boss is...

Forget it, don't talk about him.

Su Yun was still immersed in the sound from the iron door of the ward opened just now. This means the establishment of the status of the rivers and lakes, and the recognition of the first batch of centralized training experts around the world.

It is of great significance. It would be great to welcome him. Su Yun felt a little regretful.