Chapter 2867 He Doesn't Care

When Mao was in a daze, Feng Xuhui suddenly said, "Director Mao, don't you want to see the operation?"

"ah?"

"It's over soon, Brother Yun has loosened the recovery hook of the gooseneck catcher." Feng Xuhui's eyes were bright, as if he also understood the subtleties of the operation.

Mao Chi glanced at the operation screen, and saw that Su Yun was stepping on the thread, and the gooseneck catcher on the screen moved slightly, and the part entangled with the filter had been loosened.

how did he do it This idea flashed in his mind, and Mao Chi immediately discovered another problem—the manager Feng in front of him could understand surgery!

It is normal for dealer managers to understand surgery and even perform surgery.

Especially in lower-level hospitals, when some products have just entered the clinic, the person who teaches the chief surgeon is the product manager.

It might sound weird, but it's the truth. Driven by the power of capital, all kinds of strange things can happen, which is also one of the driving forces.

Don't talk about anything else, just talk about intervention equipment.

When they first entered the clinic, the sales staff were all doctors who had left the hospital. They went to the hospital for publicity and training with their doctor's certificate and interventional surgery qualification certificate. The level is much higher than that of ordinary doctors in prefecture-level hospitals, and many director-level doctors are taught by them.

But this matter became more and more informal as it went on, and many dealers who knew nothing also entered the operating room.

That's why there are express regulations prohibiting dealers from entering the operating room.

"Manager Feng, are you also from a major?" Mao Chi asked.

Anyway, Dr. Su in the operating room is almost done, so it's better to ask the dealer directly under Boss Zheng to find out.

"I'm not a medical student, and I've never been on an operating table." Feng Xuhui said bluntly.

"Huh? Then you are..." Mao Chi was taken aback.

At the same time, Su Yun had already removed the gooseneck catcher, and began to slide the other catcher inwards, correcting the angle, trying to take out the filter.

In the situation just now, Mao Chi only knew that the operation was about to be completed after looking at it twice. Even when Feng Xuhui spoke, the gooseneck catcher was still entangled with the filter.

You can see the operation process, and you can vaguely predict the later results, which means Mao is clear in his heart.

"Manager Feng, have you had any surgery?"

"No." Feng Xuhui said softly. Seeing that the operation went well, he obviously felt a little relaxed.

"Then can you understand?"

"Uh..." Feng Xuhui glanced at Mao Chi, and immediately said respectfully, "Director Mao, I have to watch Boss Zheng's live surgery every day when I go home. If there is anything I don't understand, just ask Brother Yun, He will let me read some books."

"Your eyesight is not bad, at least you can understand surgery." Mao Chi praised.

"I need to know what Mr. Zheng is doing and what consumables I need for the next step. If there are special ones that I don't have on hand, I have to get them." Feng Xuhui said, "After all, you can't come in with a trolley case. The requirements are very strict."

Mao Chi smiled, it seems that everyone's success is not a pie in the sky.

This small consumables dealer is said to have had some entanglements with Boss Zheng during the earthquake relief work, but the friendship will always fade, and the food is only food and clothing. If you want to eat well, you still have to work hard.

A little guy who is not from a professional background is self-taught. Mao Chi is sure that if this manager Feng is not stupid, throw him on the operating table now, and he will definitely be able to perform general interventional operations.

This is for sure, it's just the speed of the operation, otherwise, it is impossible to predict the next step of Boss Zheng's operation.

"Manager Feng, that's great." Mao Chi said with a smile, "How about your Changfeng Vascular Intervention Consumables?"

"The quality of our consumables can pass the test, but because of the limitations of materials science, it is not as easy as foreign consumables." Feng Xuhui said.

"..."

Feng Xuhui's words were too sincere, Mao Chi was really stunned this time.

Is this what the product manager of Changfeng should say? ! If I were the boss of Changfeng, I would kick this guy to the moon with one kick.

Is there such a thing for sale? It's the ghosts lurking in from other manufacturers.

"However, Mr. Zheng has been using our Changfeng consumables for tips surgery before and made some suggestions. We are making improvements. We are not pursuing material science, but pursuing the operator's feel."

"Feel?"

"Uh, it's like Brother Yun used the pliers to loosen the gooseneck catcher just now. You have to overcome the influence of hemodynamics and understand the elasticity of the domestic Aegisy filter, and then use the pliers to loosen it. Too much Soft consumables are not suitable for surgery, and I think foreign equipment is just like that.”

Feng Xuhui calmly explained this matter to Mao Chi.

Mao Chi originally thought that he wanted to learn from Boss Zheng, but he didn't expect to be taught a lesson by Changfeng's small product manager.

The filter on the operating table has been taken out, Su Yun's eyebrows are flying, it seems that the operation is extremely happy. He began to install another filter, which was very skillful.

Mao Chi slandered inwardly. He didn't usually see Su Yun undergoing surgery. How can he be more proficient in interventional surgery than himself?

What the hell! If you have this talent but don't use it, is it really a waste of talent? !

"Xiao Feng, show me your big shelf later." Mao Chi smiled and threw out his own cake.

This piece of cake is sweet, and Mao Chi is giving it a big gift.

Large racks are one of the most profitable supplies. When the aortic dissection was first performed, there was a saying that every time a large frame was placed in the aorta, it was equivalent to driving a car.

An aortic shelf is about 100,000 yuan, which is the price at the beginning of the 21st century. It is equivalent to the net income of a normal employee for one to two years.

Even now, after several price cuts, the big shelf is the most profitable one. Not to mention the current product upgrades, there are already consumables such as membrane-covered stents and dissolvable stents.

Mao Chi handed over the olive branch, thought for a while, and asked again, "Manager Feng, you are in charge of us, right?"

"Yes, yes, thank you Director Mao." Feng Xuhui bowed humbly to express his gratitude.

This reaction was reasonable, but unexpected.

Manager Feng didn't show any overjoyed emotions, nor did he act flatteringly because he hinted that he could use his airs.

It's just a bow, isn't this too plain? Mao Chi thought to himself.

Everything was in order, as if Manager Feng had expected it long ago, or he... didn't care at all. Even expressing gratitude, even bowing, these are just for the most basic reason - politeness!