Chapter 1072: with translation of chapter title

Finally, there are two surgeries left, and they are being prepared for live broadcast.

Although Doctor Smith had performed many surgeries, he still felt unsatisfied.

If possible, he wants to continue doing it. Because his skill is too high, although he can now perform TIPS Surgery, some deep-rooted habits are still hard to change.

For Doctor Smith, who pursues perfection, this is intolerable.

When the patient came up, Doctor Smith, already accustomed to being an assistant, went straight to work.

Saying this kind of thing, once you get used to it, it really does lead to decadence quickly. He first disinfected, then scrubbed his hands, put on clothes, laid out the sheets, basically having no intention of preparing further.

Professor Rudolf Wagner and Doctor Smith exchanged a few words, reminding him that this surgery was a live-broadcast surgery, but they were ignored.

Both were top experts in interventional surgery at the same level, but in Mayo Clinic's home turf, the professor could do nothing. He had no choice but to look toward Zheng Ren for help, seeking assistance from his own boss.

After Zheng Ren finished looking at the images, seeing Doctor Smith disinfecting, he was also puzzled and asked, "Doctor, this surgery is supposed to be a live broadcast."

"Doctor Zheng, live broadcasting does not affect the teaching surgery." Doctor Smith, focused on performing the surgery, didn't even think about whether to broadcast or not.

Zheng Ren was speechless.

After thinking for a few seconds, Zheng Ren felt even more helpless. This is Mayo Clinic—could they really kick Doctor Smith out?

That's a bit of a joke.

He sighed, left the operating room, went to the control room, and asked, "Little Hu, give Peng Jia a call."

"Oh." Hu Yan Hui agreed to whatever it was, then while making the call asked, "Boss Zheng, what's the matter?"

"Doctor Smith wants to do a live broadcast of the teaching surgery." Zheng Ren also felt helpless; with this kind of person, there really is nothing to be done.

But Zheng Ren does not dislike Doctor Smith; he can feel the spirit of striving for excellence in surgery.

That's why he went to great lengths to call Peng Jia to ask about the idea of the live broadcast. If that didn't work... Zheng Ren would have no other option but to argue a bit more with Doctor Smith.

……

Modu, headquarters of Xinglin Yuan.

Peng Jia had not slept all night, looking at the values just tallied on the computer screen, excited beyond compare.

Zheng Lao Ban is mighty!

The live-broadcast surgery had been done at Mayo Clinic, and Peng Jia's heart leapt with joy.

Compared to other surgery live broadcasts, doing a surgery live broadcast at Mayo Clinic is such a great gimmick.

Although they first live-broadcast three surgeries, then later two more, the segmentation is somewhat messy. Nevertheless, doing it this way also has its benefits.

Being able to continuously maintain popularity is a good thing for Xinglin Yuan's traffic.

He looked at the numbers, mentally calculating the growth in traffic and those venture capital matters, when his phone rang.

He lowered his gaze and saw it was Hu Yan Hui; Peng Jia's heart stirred.

Hopefully there won't be any problems with the surgery live broadcast; I hope not……

Everything has been going smoothly; if there really were a problem…… it wouldn't happen, because Hu Yan Hui is the luckiest employee under me, with solid technical skills, so nothing will happen!

Peng Jia cheered himself up in his heart.

After the call connected, Zheng Ren's voice came through.

"Manager Peng, I've run into a bit of a situation on my end." Zheng Ren's voice was low-pitched, slightly magnetic.

Peng Jia's heart jumped.

What the hell is going on?

However, Zheng Lao Ban's voice sounded increasingly pleasant; Peng Jia thought as he asked. He wasn't a voice fetishist, but that voice was indeed nice to hear.

"Doctor Smith at Mayo Clinic wants to do a live-broadcast teaching surgery, and he's very persistent—can you make it happen on your end?" Zheng Ren asked helplessly.

A rush of blood surged to Peng Jia's head; suddenly everything around fell silent, a rustling sound swirled in his ears, his cerebral blood vessels throbbed boom-boom, and he could clearly feel the speed of the blood flow.

As for things like cerebral hemorrhage or heart attack, Peng Jia no longer paid attention.

At this moment, his mind held only one thought—live-broadcast teaching surgery! This is simply a heaven-sent opportunity.

Live-broadcasting TIPS Surgery, the fact that Zheng Lao Ban's surgeries are so well done is also a big problem. There are no ripples, no changes; the cold, detached, calm surgical process cannot be copied at all.

Even looking at it, it seems somewhat boring, all the surgeries look the same…… After getting past the initial worry period, Peng Jia began to feel apprehensive about this.

After the initial heat, the traffic that had originally begun to continuously decrease. Of course, this was also within Peng Jia's expectations.

Going to Mayo Clinic to do a surgery live broadcast is a good way to salvage traffic.

But doing a live broadcast of the teaching surgery……

This is simply a tremendous blessing!

Peng Jia was so excited he couldn't speak.

"Hey, Manager Peng, why aren't you speaking?"

Peng Jia struggled to speak, but his voice suddenly went hoarse, he lost his voice entirely, and couldn't say anything he wanted to.

He directly became mute.

"If you're having trouble on your end, I'll just refuse." Zheng Ren sighed, possibly finding it bothersome. But since Peng Jia isn't speaking, the other party after all wants to do a surgery live broadcast, not a teaching-surgery live broadcast—so he has no grounds to refuse.

Just as he was about to hang up, Zheng Ren heard a strange voice coming through the phone.

"Zheng……Zheng Lao Ban, wait……wait……"

"Huh?" Zheng Ren froze.

That voice, faintly recognizable as Peng Jia's, was hoarse to the point of desperation, as if Peng Jia on the other end of the phone were being choked by a big hand, engaged in a life-and-death struggle.

"Just……wait……"

Peng Jia took a sip of water, steadied his mind, coughed a few times, and then felt a bit better.

How close a call—Zheng Lao Ban is too efficient, saying he'll do it and then doing it. For such a big matter, if he missed it, Peng Jia even wondered whether he would jump from the building.

Of course, he wasn't idle either.

While organizing his emotions, he also searched for information on Doctor Smith.

On the Mayo Clinic website, there was Doctor Smith's personal profile. After all, Zheng Lao Ban had gone to Mayo Clinic for surgery, and Peng Jia still wanted to learn some related information.

This leading expert in the world's Interventional Medicine Discipline actually agreed to do a teaching surgery live broadcast! Peng Jia was so excited, almost losing their voice again.

He quickly closed the webpage to avoid missing the opportunity.

Zheng Lao Ban, truly awesome, Peng Jia praised him in his heart, showered with flowers, a bright future.

"Zheng Lao Ban, that..." Peng Jia's voice hoarse, he spoke half a sentence, then began to organize his words.

"Manager Peng Jia, it's fine." Zheng Ren said calmly: "I was just asking casually, no need to trouble yourself, I'll go talk to Doctor Smith right away."

"..." Peng Jia almost dropped his phone, Zheng Lao Ban, how come your execution is so strong, I was just thinking about how to speak to you.

"No, no!" Peng Jia didn't have time to weigh things, in front of Zheng Renhe was trying to save face.

"Huh?"

"This is a good thing!" Peng Jia spoke frankly, not daring to hide anything anymore, "Zheng Lao Ban, seize the time to do it, a good thing, a good thing!"