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Director, a set of 5000 is fully taking into account our patients' family conditions as the basis.

Director Zhang hadn't finished speaking when he was interrupted.

"Doctor Zheng, what do you say?" Director Ren looked at the screen and asked.

On the screen, the second retrievable stent and the first covered stent almost perfectly overlapped; the Shou Bing was over.

"Chief Zheng said it's okay; he only has one request: in the near future, we need to do at least 8-10 TIPS Surgeries."

"Hmm?" Director Ren pondered.

"I'm thinking, maybe Chief Zheng and Professor Rudolf Wagner are working on some new project that needs enough cases." Director Zhang whispered his speculation.

The reasoning behind this isn't hard to guess. Anyone who can become a vice director isn't a fool.

"The number is still not enough." Director Ren said: "Even if we have to dig three feet deep, we need to find 30 stable patients. As for the money issue, don't worry about it; the hospital will provide appropriate reductions."

"Well..." Director Zhang pondered.

"Let Doctor Zheng help train someone." Director Ren said: "I know he doesn't lack patients, but in Hai Cheng, the vast majority of patients needing TIPS Surgery are in our hands."

"Understood."

The two had said this much when Zheng Ren had already come out of the Shujian, Professor Rudolf Wagner applying pressure to stop bleeding.

Director Ren looked, still feeling somewhat unaccustomed, feeling weird, thinking he must have considered something wrong.

"Chief Zheng, your TIPS Surgery is really proficient." Director Zhang greeted him with a smile.

"Not bad."

"Where did you learn your TIPS Surgery?" Director Zhang asked casually.

"Learn? Even the highest-level hospitals in the world probably wouldn't perform TIPS Surgery this quickly; where could one learn it!"

"It's not that Director Xia had an emergency case, forcing us to do it, and after doing it we found it not difficult; plus the professor was there, we studied for a few days and became proficient." Zheng Ren chuckled while looking for the third patient's images.

Director Zhang hurried over to help find the images, but hearing Zheng Ren's words, he staggered, his head almost hitting the corner of the table.

Fortunately, the short, fat guy steadied him.

"Being forced by emergency patients to go on stage and perform TIPS Surgery?"

"You damn, can you be any more pretentious?"

"Being able to do TIPS Surgery makes you a big shot in the Intervention Department; they allow you to show off, but this is a bit too much."

"Let them send the patients up." Zheng Ren said: "Director Zhang, postoperative patient care must be assigned to capable personnel."

"Understood, please rest assured." Director Zhang instinctively stood at attention and replied.

The Shou Bing was badass; age is no longer a fatal factor. In Director Zhang's mind, Zheng Ren is already on par with a professor from Di Du, so speaking naturally requires a bit more courtesy.

Moreover, Professor Rudolf Wagner had a subtle, influencing effect.

"A world-top intervention professor is pressing to stop bleeding in the Operating Room, and you're just the director of a prefecture-level hospital, even a vice one—what's there to brag about?"

"Trouble." Zheng Ren lightly picked up the third patient's images, about to head to the Operating Room, when Director Ren suddenly spoke.

"This is Doctor Zheng, right?"

Director Zhang instantly felt like an idiot, having actually forgotten to introduce the chief director.

That mistake was a bit big.

All damn it, it's because from the start, Zheng Ren's line about being forced by emergency TIPS Surgery to learn made everyone uneasy, causing them to forget this important matter.

He hurriedly grabbed Zheng Ren and said: "Chief Zheng, let me introduce."

Zheng Ren turned his head.

"This is our Director Ren, and this is Doctor Zheng Ren, Chief Zheng of the Emergency Department at City First Hospital." Director Zhang hurriedly introduced with an apologetic smile.

"Chief Zheng, hello." Director Ren regarded him politely, smiling.

He waited for Zheng Ren to extend his hand.

Zheng Ren squinted with a smile, holding the images in his hand, and said: "Director Ren, hello."

Having said that, he was about to turn back to the Operating Room.

The Shou Bing had already become crazy, especially that patient just now; when looking at the images before surgery, Professor Rudolf Wagner raised a different opinion. Zheng Ren discussed it with him for a long time, until the patient stabbed in the heart interrupted.

Afterward, Zheng Ren also kept pondering that patient's images.

Corroborating with the Shou Bing, Zheng Ren had a feeling of sudden enlightenment.

Actually, the Shou Bing just now couldn't be said to be completely perfect. Although successful, the Puncture Needle was slightly off. Zheng Ren felt that, without his luck +8, this needle would surely have failed.

This is the accumulation of experience and lessons; Zheng Ren's mind tells him that some conjectures and guesses, after being verified by Experiment, urgently need to be solidified with the next patient's experience.

So, Zheng Ren only had the third patient's Nuclear Magnetic Resonance images in his mind; he basically had no administrative duties like director or vice director.

The air in the operating suite suddenly turned cold, freezing.

Director Ren also froze.

This young man...

Immediately, Director Ren realized he was wrong.

Although this young man before us holds the title of Inpatient Chief of the Emergency Department at City First Hospital, it's likely no one in the hospital would dare to order him around and truly treat him as the Inpatient Chief.

Looking at Professor Rudolf Wagner pressing to stop bleeding in the Operating Room, Director Ren didn't get angry; instead, a cold sweat broke out on his back.

"Chief Zheng, hello, I'm Ren Haitao from Eryuan." Director Ren smiled warmly, like a spring breeze, reaching out with both hands to grasp Zheng Ren's still-bewildered hand, shaking it up and down.

"Oh oh, Director Ren, hello hello." Zheng Ren, overwhelmed by Ren Haitao's enthusiasm, was somewhat at a loss.

"I won't disturb your surgery for now; after the operation, you must make time for a simple meal." Director Ren said enthusiastically.

"Okay, okay." Zheng Ren breathed a sigh of relief; that inspiration hadn't completely faded.

As soon as Ren Haitao loosened his grip, Zheng Ren immediately grabbed the images and entered the Operating Room, inserting the Nuclear Magnetic Resonance imaging film onto the viewer.

In the operating suite, it remained tranquil.

The crowd familiar with all kinds of devices looked at each other, bewildered and unaware of what had happened.

What unfolded before their eyes utterly exceeded their understanding of this 'world'.

In the operating room, Zheng Ren stared at the image.

At this moment, his world consisted only of the image before him.

"Fugui'er!" Zheng Ren suddenly shouted.

"Hmm, I'm over here, what's up, Boss." Professor Rudolf stood beside Zheng Ren, startled.

"Here!" Zheng Ren's hand tapped heavily on the image on the viewer.

"I think we need to turn left 25° here, then advance the needle toward the front-right." Professor Rudolf also noticed this and said.

"No, it should be a left turn of 18°, then advance the needle straight ahead." Zheng Ren said.

Watching Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf argue intensely, a series of professional terms that doctors couldn't understand—such as gravity field, thermal equilibrium, number density by altitude, Boltzmann distribution, etc. —intermittently drifted out from the operating room.