Chapter 1888 Manager Feng, Sit Down

After leaving the ICU, Xia Hua took the time to go back to the ward, and took his old man to the interventional operating room.

He didn't think about how to give Boss Zheng more money.

With my little income, after a year, I can't keep up with Boss Zheng's random lectures in the imperial capital.

He really came here looking at Professor Gao's face, not because of the three melons and dates he gave.

Xia Hua had a point in his mind.

It's still my old man who is a good judge of people. He has only met him once. He still remembers Boss Zheng and knows that this person can save him.

When they came to the operating room, Zheng Ren took Gao Shaojie and Su Yun to lift the old man of Xia Hua's family onto the operating table.

Xia Hua immediately called the anesthesiology department.

With an anesthesiologist present, if there is a heart problem, intubation and ventilator are also possible rescue options. In fact, what the anesthetist said is correct.

It's just that Xia Hua was still a little confused, and Boss Zheng stretched out his hand to lift his old man together. Shouldn't a professor of his level stand indifferently and wait for the opening?

Zheng Ren then inserted the film into the film reader, and pulled Gao Shaojie to explain the film to him.

Xia Hua began to prepare.

The minimum disinfection and laying of sheets should always be done by yourself.

Su Yun didn't even enter the operating room, and sat carelessly on the sofa in the operating room playing with his mobile phone.

The anesthetist came quickly, with a big smile on his face.

"Boss Zheng, we're starting to lay out the bills." Xia Hua whispered after disinfecting.

"Oh, good." Zheng Ren said, "Old Gao, let's brush our hands."

"Xia Hua, I'll do the surgery. Boss Zheng will teach me something." Gao Shaojie didn't hide anything, and came to Xia Hua and whispered.

Xia Hua nodded.

Xia Hua knew Professor Gao Shaojie's level.

Why didn't you go to Director Jin of the interventional department? Because everyone in the hospital knows that the highest level of organ interventional surgery is not Director Jin, the administrative director, but Gao Shaojie and Liu Zewei.

Only people who don't know the truth and doctors from other places will look at administrative positions, not the actual level.

In fact, they don't know the surgical level of specific doctors. They always think that the higher the administrative level, the higher the surgical level.

Gao Shaojie's level is sufficient, but he still uses the word "teaching" very cautiously.

Xia Hua didn't feel that his old man was being used as a test product, and even Teacher Gao had to be taught, so it's no wonder that the surgical level is poor.

Boss Zheng is here, so he must be aware of it.

After laying out the list, Xia Hua didn't care if his hands would be contaminated. He had no intention of going out, but took a lead suit and put it on.

Just as he was about to turn around, he saw a limping figure walking in.

"You...you...is Manager Feng?" Xia Hua looked at Feng Xuhui and asked in a low voice.

A little polite, definitely not the kind of carefree tone that doctors and consumables dealers talk to.

Feng Xuhui was a little surprised, but he still bent over slightly, and used his body language in a humble manner to express his kindness.

"Manager Feng, you're welcome, why are you wearing a lead suit and staying in the operating room?" Xia Hua asked.

"Boss Zheng may use some weird consumables during his surgery. I'll stay inside to see what's going on, and don't delay things if necessary." Feng Xuhui picked up a lead suit and put it on.

It turned out to be like this.

Xia Hua and Feng Xuhui were not familiar with each other, and he didn't have much to say. In addition, my father still needs surgery, so he is not in the mood.

Back in the operating room, Boss Zheng has already started the puncture.

Xia Hua was a little surprised to see that the anesthetist Lao Huang was also in the operating room wearing a lead suit.

"Old Huang, what are you doing?"

"Watching Boss Zheng's surgery, what else can I do." The anesthetist said, "How about standing outside?"

Xia Hua was also very convinced that he didn't even care about eating the thread.

He glanced at it, and saw Manager Feng standing in the corner of the room with more than a dozen consumables in his hands, as if he didn't have the slightest sense of presence at all. Xia Hua's heart suddenly moved, and he hurried out.

At this time, the airtight lead door was about to close, Xia Hua quickly opened it again, "Wait a minute."

Zheng Ren glanced at him, and said lightly, "Hurry up, we're about to step on the line."

"Oh, oh." Wearing lead clothes, Xia Hua brought a folding chair in from the operating room, turned around and closed the airtight lead door.

"Manager Feng, sit and wait." Xia Hua's politeness was filled with respect.

Feng Xuhui was taken aback.

"Don't, don't, Teacher Xia, I can just stand here."

"Sit down, Xiao Feng." Zheng Ren said.

Usually at 912, everyone stood, including the directors of each department. Zheng Ren was never polite to Feng Xuhui.

If the directors of all departments and the leaders of the medical department are standing, and only a consumables dealer sits in the operating room, it will arouse public indignation and cut off Xiaofeng's future path.

Zheng Ren couldn't do such a domineering thing.

But Zheng Ren was also a little surprised that the patient's family members were so polite when they came out for surgery. But if this is the case, there is no need for humility.

Just sit and sit, it doesn't matter.

Without asking why, he started to step on the thread, holding a pair of hemostatic forceps in his right hand, and looking at the screen.

Gao Shaojie took a deep breath, twisted the guide wire with his right hand, and started super-selection.

"Crack~"

The hemostatic forceps mercilessly knocked on Gao Shaojie's radial process.

"As I said just now, the blood vessel has a return angle, and the blood flow here will change in flow rate. If you do this, the guide wire will definitely touch the blood vessel wall, and it may bring down the hardened plaque on the blood vessel wall."

Zheng Ren said.

Gao Shaojie did not speak, and operated the guide wire more seriously.

"Snapped……"

"The operation here is wrong..."

During the operation, Zheng Ren explained.

The anesthetist Lao Huang was so happy to watch, he usually watched and guided the operation in the live broadcast room of Xinglinyuan.

I didn't expect Boss Zheng to be so detailed.

Watching the live broadcast is a feeling, because there are only pictures, and Boss Zheng rarely turns on the microphone.

Watching and guiding surgery on the spot is another concept.

The crackling sounds continued one after another. When Boss Zheng knocked on someone, he was really merciless.

Looking honest and honest, he was really ruthless.

Anesthesiologist Lao Huang thought to himself that Professor Gao's level is generally recognized as high. However, in Boss Zheng's place, no high level can be seen, and there are flaws all over his body.

How about saying that Boss Zheng dared to live broadcast the surgery.

Although the anesthesiologist didn't want Gao Shaojie to be ugly, he was really happy to see Gao Shaojie, who was usually elegant and calm, being beaten into a dog on the operating table.

Lao Gao knows how powerful he is, he seems to know Boss Zheng very well.

But after being knocked out, how will the level improve? The anesthetist Lao Huang had some small expectations for this.

It's a pity that the progress of surgery is not like cartoons, where a small universe can explode in an instant, and there will be earth-shaking changes.

Even if Gao Shaojie can make a breakthrough, it will be a long time later.