Chapter 1307: 1268 Possibly There Will Be a Surprise

He is not worried that Zheng Ren will fail.

To be honest, this surgery, whether successful or not, will bring huge exposure and traffic to Xinglin Yuan.

He worries about Zheng Ren as a person: whether he can still do live broadcasts for Xinglin Yuan in the future. Zheng Lao Ban, though young, has already reached the point of performing relevant surgeries for the world's top interventional cardiology experts.

And then? Will he still be able to do surgery live broadcasts for Xinglin Yuan?

If there were no surgery live broadcasts by Zheng Lao Ban, Xinglin Yuan's future would be perilous.

Although Peng Jia constantly tries not to hinge the company's safety on Zheng Ren alone, Zheng Lao Ban's pace of advancement is too fast for him to keep up.

"Manager Peng, the company side has urged several times; what do you think we should do?" Peng Jia's assistant urged him softly from behind.

"Go all out with advertising and set up a video conference with venture capital." Peng Jia finally settled on the plan.

On Peng Jia's tablet is the risk assessment report given by the business manager. For this surgery, the assessed success rate is very low.

It's just a huge gimmick; the business manager never understands why Doctor Mei Ha'er would joke with his own life.

Yes, in his eyes, this is just a joke.

"Okay." Peng Jia's assistant immediately started contacting, but a few seconds later Peng Jia changed his mind, "Let's not act yet; I want to think."

Peng Jia's assistant felt somewhat doubtful; this time period should be the best opportunity to obtain venture capital sponsorship.

But he didn't speak, merely standing aside, silently carrying out all of Peng Jia's instructions.

He picked up his phone and walked out of the ward. He waved his hand, indicating that his assistant should not follow him.

Walking on the greenery of Heidelberg Medical Center, Peng Jia didn't think too much. Over this month's journey, he has been the passive party.

The entire Xinglin Yuan company is being invisibly pushed by Zheng Ren, racing all the way. Not only racing, but it keeps accelerating in its sprint.

It's like a Jetta fitted with a Ferrari engine—it gives Peng Jia and the whole Xinglin Yuan no chance to think. Whenever they want to stop and rest, the Zheng Lao Ban side creates a huge commotion.

This time... it's even more excessive.

Peng Jia weighed the pros and cons; the bright afternoon sun wasn't hot, but he felt his brain as if it were boiled, bubbling away.

Whether the surgery will succeed, whether to accept venture capital before the surgery—this is a huge problem.

Everyone wants to cash out at a high position.

If it weren't for this surgery live broadcast, Peng Jia judges that Xinglin Yuan's valuation has been hovering near its peak. Going forward, without new profit growth points, it will surely slide down gradually.

Now accepting venture capital is a relatively good timing.

But a live broadcast surgery for Doctor Mei Ha'er has disrupted Xinglin Yuan's overall pace.

Why the doctor would proactively request a live broadcast surgery, Peng Jia doesn't know. But he knows that no matter how great the risk, at least he has enjoyed sufficient exposure now.

Accepting venture capital, now is the best time.

But Peng Jia feels somewhat uneasy in his heart; he always feels something is missing. It seems as if he might miss out on a hundred million; whenever he thinks about accepting venture capital investment, his heart feels anxious and uncomfortable.

How to choose this decision is so difficult.

Peng Jia did not make a hasty decision; after returning from outdoors, he did not decide but let his emotions stabilize a bit.

Next, several online video conferences were held; hearing subordinates argue, each with valid points, Peng Jia was at a loss.

Over ten hours just passed like that.

In Modu, the subordinates stayed up all night, yet no one could convince anyone else.

The staff insisting on waiting until after the live broadcast succeeds to speak and those insisting on cashing out now argued fiercely, giving Peng Jia a terrible headache.

At 3 a. m., Peng Jia ended the online video conference.

He might as well ask Hu Yan Hui; Peng Jia finally tossed the decision-making power to that most "lucky" employee.

"Xiao Hu?" Peng Jia dialed the number.

"Manager Peng, I'm currently doing a surgery live broadcast on my end." Hu Yan Hui's voice came from the phone.

"Is the surgery going smoothly?" Peng Jia asked habitually.

"Uh..." but the voice from that end became faint.

"What's wrong?" Peng Jia felt somewhat puzzled.

He looked at the work report; this morning Zheng Lao Ban is scheduled to perform a TIPS Surgery. Previously, success or failure were normal. But this is a surgery personally performed by Zheng Lao Ban—could it possibly fail?

Unconsciously, Peng Jia developed an unfounded trust in Zheng Ren. This trust has already exceeded professional bounds.

Doctors always encounter such or such risks when performing surgery; Peng Jia seems to have forgotten that. Zheng Lao Ban performing surgery will definitely not have any problems.

"Manager Peng, I'll report to you via WeChat." Hu Yan Hui said in an extremely low voice.

The voice was so soft that Peng Jia wasn't even sure if Hu Yan Hui had just said something.

The phone hung up, and soon a WeChat message arrived.

【Manager Peng, Professor Rudolf Wagner in the Operating Room and Professor Liu of the Medical University Affiliated Hospital in Northern Province are at odds.】

Workplace scheming exists in hospitals too. It's just that hospitals are more restrained, after all they're merely a bunch of office workers and surgery dogs.

Peng Jia sighed; it seems even Zheng Lao Ban's Medical Team cannot escape the norm.

【What's going on? Will it affect the afternoon surgery?】

Peng Jia replied.

【The two were vying to go on stage, but in the end Doctor Su Yun went up. Now they're both staring at the screen, angry; I dare not speak, for fear of being disliked.】

Hu Yan Hui seems to send WeChat messages with a hint of caution. Peng Jia sensed this and gave a helpless smile.

【Vying to go on the surgery?】

【It seems that yesterday, while they were eating, they mentioned some critical surgical node issue, so today everyone wants to perform the surgery. Yun Ge'er went up directly, and the two professors are stewing in silent anger.】

【That's probably it; I heard it from Zheng Lao Ban's girlfriend.】

【Manager Peng, rest assured, it won't affect the afternoon surgery.】

Hu Yan Hui sent three messages in succession, fearing that a single message would be too long, making Peng Jia impatient.

Peng Jia felt utterly helpless; two domestic and foreign professors, unable to get onto the operating table, were stewing in silent anger—this kind of thing sounds bizarre no matter how you hear it.

Huh? No way! Peng Jia immediately noticed the point Hu Yan Hui was making.

What's the crucial point of interventional surgery?

【What point?】

Peng Jia immediately followed up.

If there were a technical breakthrough, future livestreams would surely attract more attention, and Peng Jia's heartbeat began to race.

【It seems like something that could improve the surgery success rate, Manager Peng. Don't rush, the surgery is already done. I'll ask Yun Ge'er in a moment; please wait a bit.】

Then the phone fell silent.

In the hospital at three a. m., the silence was enough to make one's heart pound. The environment here is far better than back home, but Peng Jia really just wanted to fly back and see in person what had happened.

But going back now would be too late. Especially with over ten hours of blank time on the plane, it'd be better to stay.

Peng Jia lay dazed on the hospital bed, staring at the white ceiling, clutching his phone, waiting for Hu Yan Hui's reply.

What's the issue with the surgery's critical point? Could it be that Zheng Lao Ban has found some way to greatly boost the surgery success rate?

If that's the case…

The scales in Peng Jia's mind had already begun to tip continuously.

Ten minutes later, the phone rang.

Peng Jia gripped the phone, which vibrated intensely; the sudden ring in the quiet room startled him.

"Little Hu, what did Zheng Lao Ban say?" Peng Jia answered the phone right away—he didn't seem like the CEO of a big company at all, more like a teenage boy waiting for his first love's call.

"Manager Peng, are you really this tense? Take it easy on your heart. This is a critical moment for Xinglin Yuan, and you're always in the hospital—it's holding things up," a lazy voice came from the other end.

"Um, Doctor Su, hello hello." Peng Jia felt a headache.

He felt both love and hatred for Su Yun.

Without a deal with Su Yun, Xinglin Yuan wouldn't have gotten this far. Yet this Doctor Su, though clearly a physician, is as shrewd as an insurance actuary—in negotiations I never manage to get an edge.

Never mind taking advantage—Peng Jia could be sure it was the other side that didn't want to take advantage of him; otherwise, Xinglin Yuan would surely keep being torn apart piece by piece.

"Just ask me directly if you have any questions; Little Hu isn't a specialist in this, so explaining it to her wouldn't be clear." Su Yun said with a smile, "It was a concept the boss brought up over dinner last night, related to interventional surgery. I think Mei Ha'er wanted to be the assistant precisely because of this. I won't go into detail—you wouldn't understand anyway."

Peng Jia remained silent, thinking, how could I claim I don't understand when I'm an overseas-returned PhD? Could it be relativity?

Still, he wisely held his tongue—could even Mei Ha'er be interested? What exactly is it?

The world Zheng Lao Ban deals with seems to keep rising to levels I can't even touch.

Peng Jia suddenly saw that honest face before him, and he found himself zoning out.

"I know there will definitely be arguments inside your company." Su Yun's voice came through the phone, cutting off Peng Jia's train of thought: "Manager Peng, here's my advice—accepting venture capital is a must, but it's best to wait until after this afternoon's surgery to decide."

Su Yun's certainty made Peng Jia decide in an instant.

"There might be a surprise, huh." Su Yun's teasing voice came over the phone, then his tone turned annoyed as he shouted, "Boss, I'm about to tell Lao He to come on stage—what are you hitting me for?"

Su Yun didn't go on to say what the surprise was, and the phone was hung up.

The beeping busy tone was blocked out by Peng Jia directly; he wondered what the surprise could be, and also what could make Mei Ha'er risk great danger to assist him in his own surgery, and what novel point could make Professor Rudolf Wagner stew alone.

Making the decision was quick; at three-thirty a. m., Peng Jia and his subordinates settled a series of matters.