Chapter 242: with translation of chapter title

0236 Winding Road (5/5, bonus chapter for Alliance Leader Lurenyi 2)

In the information age, the time from an event occurring to becoming widely known is extremely short, and it spreads extremely quickly.

The news that the prostate interventional surgery in Modu had been completed successfully quickly reached the senior management of Longwind Micro-creation.

An earthquake struck, and Longwind Micro-creation faced a quake capable of shaking its foundations.

On the Di Du side, many professors were still studying the images and researching the surgical approach. Meanwhile, on the Modu side, Boersheng International simply and bluntly invited the world-renowned Professor Rudolf Wagner of Heidelberg University, invested heavily, and independently established a production line to produce the corresponding guidewires and catheters, completing the interventional surgery before domestic interventional elites could.

Put bluntly, this is just using money to smash it through.

Just like the founding war sixty or seventy years ago, when the country was poor and logistics couldn't keep up, many fine young men were frozen to death on the battlefield!

The technological gap does exist, but it's getting smaller; the materials gap, however, cannot be made up in the short term.

That is the accumulated foundation of the First and Second Industrial Revolutions over several centuries.

CEO and Chairman Ma Quan sat in a large chair, the office lights off, sitting quietly in the darkness; from the moment he learned the news, he remained seated until the early hours.

The engineering department of Longwind Micro-creation had made no progress, which was expected.

Could it be that this matter has just failed like that?

After decades of hard work, it all went to waste in an instant.

Was it because we started too late? Lacked core technology? These are reasons, but not the main ones.

Ma Quan quietly watched the lights outside shimmering, feeling a bit lost. Although this was expected, when it actually came, it was still hard to bear.

He still remembered when Pengcheng was first built, just a small fishing village; back then, he was only in his early teens and had opened a supermarket so tiny it was hard to turn around in.

Then, as Pengcheng developed and grew, he also rose rapidly.

Have we now hit the ceiling? Although we aren't talking about going bankrupt, under the siege of international sharks, life keeps getting harder, and a slight misstep could tear off a huge chunk of flesh…

Sigh, Ma Quan let out a long sigh.

The phone ringtone suddenly sounded, and the light from the screen gave the dark office a hint of liveliness.

Ma Quan felt irritable and didn't want to answer anyone's call.

Glancing at the caller ID, it was Dong Bei business Feng Xu Hui; Ma Quan directly hung up.

This young man handles things decently and works hard; if given ten years, he might be able to shoulder a major region.

It's just a pity.

Ma Quan wasn't sure whether Longwind Micro-creation could survive ten years… no, Ma Quan was certain it would be very hard for Longwind Micro-creation to survive ten years!

Just as Ma Quan was lost in thought, the phone rang again.

Hung up, then rang again.

Ma Quan flew into a rage!

You're just a low‑level salesman, yet you can reach the heavens and have the chairman's phone number—that's no easy feat. If it weren't for this interventional surgery, and if I hadn't personally called to encourage him, how could he possibly have gotten in touch with me!

Yet this little salesman, oblivious to propriety, kept calling again and again.

Is this basically courting death?

If you want to die, then let you die a quick death!

Ma Quan's temper isn't violent, but as a successful businessman he still possesses the qualities of being decisive and swift in killing and decision‑making.

He wouldn't take his anger out on his subordinates, but at this moment this clueless little brat keeps provoking him—what else is that if not courting death?

Ma Quan's expression turned cold, he picked up the phone and answered.

Feng Xu Hui's voice came through, his excitement spilling over the phone's LCD screen.

"Manager Ma, Di Du has a new breakthrough!"

Ma Quan gave a cold snort, thinking this brat probably still didn't know the news of the successful surgery on the Modu side. A new breakthrough, another breakthrough—could it match Boersheng International's single production line?

Nonsense!

"Director Kong of the Hospital Intervention Department says he wants to meet you regarding product supply issues." Feng Xu Hui's happy voice lacked impact, but what he said gave Ma Quan infinite shock.

"What did you say?" Ma Quan strained to suppress his emotions, keeping his voice steady.

Years of battling in the marketplace had also cultivated his habit of not showing joy or anger.

But what Feng Xu Hui said was the final outcome—how could Ma Quan not feel excited and thrilled?

The surgery, a successful surgery, is not the goal of Longwind Micro-creation or Boersheng International.

They merely wanted to use the surgery to get their product into Di Du Hospital. With Di Du professors nationwide wielding the Flying Knife, they would spread the product across the country.

Against the backdrop of tightening medical insurance quotas, gaining approval for any new product is as hard as climbing to heaven. Yet as a latecomer, if we don't enter the Di Du market, is there any foothold left in the nation?

Director Kong of the Intervention Department? Did he agree?

Ma Quan felt his blood pressure spike instantly, a wave of dizziness washed over his head, and countless golden stars flashed before his eyes.

"Say it again!" Ma Quan endured his inner excitement and physical discomfort, speaking in a low voice.

"Manager Ma, Director Kong of the Intervention Department says he needs a certain type of microguidewire to assist the surgery. Director Kong directly placed a request, going through the hospital's temporary procurement procedure, but my rank isn't high enough, so I need to tell you this personally." Feng Xu Hui seemed to sense the abnormality on the other end of the phone, suppressed his excitement, and simply outlined the situation.

It's actually true! Ma Quan immediately said, "Fine, I'll take the nearest flight."

Having said that, he hung up.

In the darkness, the lights outside the window seemed to become even more splendid.

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In the early hours, at Di Du, inside the CT Shi, Zheng Ren continued to be busy.

Although the prostate structure is simple, the difficulty of slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction exceeded his imagination.

The blood‑vessel network resembled the dense waterways of a Jiangnan water town, intricate and tangled, making one dizzy.

Because it lacks larger feeding vessels, the newly formed capillary network around the hyperplastic prostate cannot be predicted as to where it originates.

Just like liver cancer, Zheng Yunxia's liver tumor is fed by the diaphragmatic artery, which is absolutely not a normal human anatomical structure.

The complexity of the prostate far exceeds that of liver cancer.

After doing slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction for 4 hours, Zheng Ren reluctantly used a Master Level Skill Book, enhancing his Urology Department Skill Tree to Master Level.

Having Master Level Skill and 3000 cases of prostate dissection experience, Zheng Ren himself believes that not only domestically, but even worldwide, in terms of familiarity with the prostate organ, there are few who can surpass him.

Master Level doctors are a dime a dozen, but doctors with experience in 3000 cases of partial prostate dissection are rare, and this is extremely precious.

Adding Master Level slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction and Master Level intervention proficiency, Zheng Ren has entered a completely new field in prostate research.

His hands flew up and down, countless operations inputting one command after another; if you didn't look at the screen and only watched his hands, you'd get the illusion that this was an e-sports grand tournament, a top player raising his Shou Bing to over 500 APM without a mouse, his opponent already crushed.

Director Kong had long been unable to understand Zheng Ren's operations; he closed his eyes to recuperate. Even Su Yun could no longer keep up with Zheng Ren's thinking.

Even if it's not a person, the roaring sound of the machine doing slice CT three-dimensional reconstruction is ten decibels louder than usual.

The machine running at full tilt is the only way to barely keep up with those lightning-fast hands and the agile thinking behind them.

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I have something to report to everyone: each morning I get up and update; this simple thing reminds me every day to remember to get up and update…… resulting in my sleep being particularly bad lately. Thinking it over, starting tomorrow I will update promptly at 6 a. m., because the scheduled updates on the starting point are five Minutes apart, so I need to finish updating by 6:20. As a newcomer, many things need to be tried before I feel comfortable; thank you all for your tolerance. By the way, I ask for monthly votes and recommendation votes, Jiu Gong~~~