Chapter 787 I Am Not Worthy of My Ambition

Canon is about to go bankrupt, and it is said that there are still 30 years of technical reserves. What this brings to the latecomers is endless despair.

The professor suddenly understood that the boss wanted to upgrade the technology. If someone stood up to challenge the Nobel Prize, the boss could come up with new technology at any time...

What is that word called? Brother Yun explained it again.

Yes, slap in the face, you can slap in the face at any time!

Boss, it's really high!

It took Zheng Ren 20 minutes to go through the preoperative films and various examinations of the three patients. Then, after making rounds and getting to know the patient's condition, Zheng Ren went to the duty room to change his clothes.

After sending a message to Xiao Yiren, Yiren was still resting in the car, Zheng Ren went to the parking lot with a smile on his face.

The days passed day by day, going to work, surgery, seeing a doctor, and leaving get off work, although they were ordinary, they got rid of the tragic general fate of being hospitalized and returned to the track of normal life.

A few days later, Dr. Shen joined the third batch of medical team to go to the front line to support. The team temporarily lost one person, but it did not affect the work.

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Modu, the headquarters of the Xinglinyuan website.

Peng Jia was extremely distressed. Sitting on the boss's chair, looking at the tall buildings and the river flowing into the sea, he was filled with distress and confusion.

A few months ago, there was an unfamiliar account on the website, who suddenly opened a live broadcast of surgery.

This kind of trivial matter couldn't attract his attention at first.

However, that live broadcast account quickly won the favor of many doctors, causing the traffic to skyrocket during the live broadcast of the surgery, and the website almost didn't crash.

It was only after Peng Jia paid a huge price that the website was stabilized.

He also tried to find the source of the performer. After all, the spontaneous live broadcast has no binding force, and he will leave at any time, letting everything prepared by the website go to waste.

However, when they searched for the live broadcast signal and arrived at the node of the Montreal Medical Center in Canada, they were counterattacked by the other party.

All the engineers in Xinglin Garden were helpless. If the other party hadn't shown mercy, or if a female engineer hadn't proposed to stop tracking at that time, the website would have been doomed.

After that, Peng Jia also consulted many doctors, and their opinion was that the source of the video was a large general hospital.

Because the operator's skill level is obviously out of gear, and he is not operating alone.

Peng Jia was depressed and distressed. As a businessman, he did not calmly accept the traffic given by "God", but planned ahead in advance, and wanted to use this momentum to make the live broadcast of surgery the norm.

What a wonderful thing it would be if it could be done.

It seems that Peng Jia can already see herself ringing the bell on Wall Street.

However, when the surgeon broadcast the operation from time to time during the live broadcast of the operation, none of the experts in the many hospitals he contacted was willing to agree to Peng Jia's request.

Live surgery?

What a joke!

It's still normal, and no one even does the occasional live broadcast.

No one can guarantee that the operation will not go wrong. Once the operation is broadcast live, it will become the object of observation under the microscope, and colleagues will continue to find faults.

In the future, do you still need academic status?

Not everyone can do surgery, but who wouldn't pick a fault!

Even if the surgery can be done flawlessly, is there any need to broadcast it live and teach it to others?

The big cows scoffed at the money given by the Xinglinyuan website, and the young doctor Xinglinyuan looked down on it.

So this matter has been delayed.

Just as Peng Jia expected, after the frequency of the live broadcast in the surgical live broadcast room reached a certain peak, it slowly dropped until it never appeared again.

Next, someone should come to him to discuss cooperation. Peng Jia regards this as a conspiracy, a commercial means.

Huge traffic, listing qualifications, how much equity does the other party want? If you're not too greedy, it doesn't matter if you give some.

But Peng Jia was very worried. What kind of people were hired for such a master-level operation? Wouldn't it be greedy to invite the power of a doctor of this level? Are they trying to acquire Xinglin Garden?

However, everything was quiet and nothing happened.

No one coveted the equity of Xinglin Garden at all, and no one even made suggestions.

As time passed day by day, Peng Jia gradually panicked.

From the looks of it, some medical group decided to do a live broadcast on the spur of the moment, and left after a few months feeling bored.

It doesn't matter if he's gone, the traffic on Xinglinyuan's website has plummeted recently!

If it continues like this, let alone going public, it will be difficult to maintain it.

The greatest tragedy in life is that you are not worthy of your own ambitions and have failed all the hardships along the way.

Peng Jia tried her best to try and search, but she was still disappointed in what she got in the end.

After repeated brainstorming and intelligence analysis, Peng Jia's team and think tanks finally gave a suggestion after learning that a doctor in mainland China had been recommended as a candidate for the Nobel Prize—go to him for a live broadcast.

However, the new proposal looks rosy.

Whether it is the aura of the Nobel Prize or the needs of doctors, they all seem to fit perfectly with the Xinglinyuan website. But... Peng Jia couldn't find anyone at all!

When the doctor was nominated for the Nobel Prize, he had already evaporated and disappeared without a trace.

Knowing that she was going to perform a mission, she waited day after day, week after week, watching the website traffic dwindle day by day, Peng Jia was very anxious, but the doctor never showed up.

Suddenly one day, the doctor named Zheng Ren reappeared in the 912 Hospital, and Peng Jia was ecstatic.

But before he could find him, Zheng Ren rushed to the front line to carry out earthquake relief missions.

Peng Jia felt that there must be some kind of power playing with him...

But in the face of the catastrophe, Peng Jia had no time to complain, so he donated one-fifth of his working capital.

This is the best ability, and Peng Jia also knows that it doesn't make any sense to do so. But if you don't do something, you can't pass the hurdle in your heart.

A week later, Zheng Ren returned to 912.

This time Peng Jia did not act rashly, but waited patiently.

Or a kind of helpless fatalism, but Peng Jia still waited for a full ten days.

Boss Zheng Renzheng's work in Imperial Capital 912 is carried out normally. TIPS surgery has been performed on two batches of patients. The patients returned to normal after surgery, and the surgical effect is perfect.

These news moved Peng Jia's heart.

He finally stopped hesitating. Today is the day he flies to the imperial capital.

Go talk to Boss Zheng, if he is willing, this is definitely a wonderful way to bring the website back to life.

gifted pen.

When the time came, Peng Jia went downstairs with the secretary, got in the car, and rushed to the airport.

The secretary's relationship with the imperial capital can't be like a small medical representative, just licking his face and visiting the door.

Anyway, Peng Jia is also the boss of a large listed company.

To talk about cooperation, you must give people a good impression.

Peng Jia has calculated all of this many times, and she is basically sure that nothing goes wrong.

But he is still very worried, Nobel Prize candidate, under this kind of aura, will Boss Zheng Renzheng be arrogant and arrogant?

This is not the scariest thing, what Peng Jia is worried about is that Boss Zheng opened his mouth like a lion.

I am short on cash, and the cash flow I can take out is really limited. Not sure, can only give up part of the shares.

But the VC side...

Peng Jia thought more and more, and the more she thought about it, the more headache she got. Finally, she got on the plane while thinking all the way, and got off the plane again, stepping on the land of God's Capital.