Chapter 452: with translation of chapter title

Gao Shaojie and Wang Qiang left the Jizhenbingfang of Haicheng Shi Yiyuan, moved around for a while, and only then did Gao Shaojie feel his old waist improve a little.

Stepping out the gate, pure white snowflakes danced in the bitter air, refreshing everyone's spirit.

Not rushing to get in the car, Gao Shaojie took out his phone, found a number, hesitated for a few seconds, then dialed.

"Hello, may I speak with Manager Feng of Longwind Micro-creation?" Gao Shaojie spoke politely, but his tone carried the reserve and arrogance of a director.

"Yes, this is Gao Shaojie."

"On your end, keep ten sets each of the TIPS, interventional, and radiofrequency consumables. Well, I might need to stay in Hai Cheng for a while."

"Alright, go to the Medical University Affiliated Hospital in Sheng Cheng, Ward Two, Intervention Department, find Li Jianguo, and say I need it."

"Well, whenever you need it, I'll contact the provisional procurement."

"Goodbye."

A few‑minute call gave Wang Qiang infinite shock.

Consumables, in the medical field, are a rather taboo topic; the bulk of a surgeon's income depends on them.

Why risk life and limb to perform surgery?

Healing the sick and saving lives? That factor certainly exists; everyone has ideals, and saving lives is one of them.

But it's only one of them.

Naturally, the larger share comes from economic factors.

Consumable manufacturers especially value maintaining relationships with every doctor who can perform surgery.

Such maintenance spares no expense.

For example, a few years ago the leadership of Eryuan took their staff on a ten‑day Europe trip, funded by the consumable suppliers.

What Teacher Gao uses has always been Medtronic's products.

The product quality is impeccable; that flirtatious little sales rep who does clinical runs for Medtronic practically treats Gao Shaojie like a godfather to be supported.

In fact, Wang Qiang had always suspected there was something between Gao Shaojie and that flirtatious little sales rep; thus, when he heard Gao Shaojie actually contacted Manager Feng of Longwind Micro‑creation, he was even more shocked.

This is equivalent to……

Never mind what it's equivalent to; it's none of my business.

But is Teacher Gao really going to pay such a high price? Does he also have to go to the hospital himself to throw his weight around and handle temporary procurement?

Handling provisional procurement isn't something you can just do on a whim. Without a thick manila envelope—or rather, a file folder—no senior director would submit a provisional procurement request.

After hanging up, Gao Shaojie breathed a few mouthfuls of cold air, letting snowflakes fly into his mouth, melt, and turn to water.

"Teacher Gao, are you preparing to switch suppliers?" Wang Qiang didn't fully understand, but he still had to ask.

If Gao Shaojie switches suppliers, I must keep up as well; otherwise, when I invite Teacher Gao to do surgery, the consumables will differ from those in Sheng Cheng, giving him a worse surgical experience.

Wang Qiang was still thinking about long‑term cooperation, at least ten years down the line before discussing anything else.

"Let's just see for now." Gao Shaojie gave a slight smile and said, "Chief Zheng going to Sheng Cheng will need some handy equipment, right? Today's research material is too brain‑burning; let's find a place to grab a bite, then head back to sleep."

Wang Qiang watched the snow filling the sky and nodded.

The small car drove off, leaving two twisted tracks in the snow.

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Feng Xu Hui was in an ordinary residential building near City First Hospital, holding his phone and laughing foolishly.

He had just run back from City Second Hospital.

Going to City Second Hospital was for two reasons: first, to handle the consumables' entry into Eryuan; second, to check on Zheng Ren's post‑operative condition after his surgery.

All of this is big data.

After returning from Di Du, Feng Xu Hui moved the company's office here.

A residential building certainly can't match the grandeur of a CBD.

But what's the use of being grandiose?

Feng Xu Hui would rather arrive early—eight or ten minutes early—after receiving Zheng Ren's call than sit in a spacious, bright CBD office pretending to be impressive.

In Di Du, the immortal pointed the way, telling him his future direction.

Then just keep going down that path.

Feng Xu Hui isn't very bright, but he is extremely resolute and persistent, doing the stupidest yet most direct thing.

His daily task is to organize what Zheng Ren and he have said, then ponder every sentence thoroughly.

No matter what Zheng Ren needs, he must prepare in advance.

The company's support is also strong; almost as soon as a call comes in, everything that should be paid is paid, and the application forms and corresponding documents can be submitted later.

And Zheng Ren did not disappoint Feng Xu Hui.

After returning from Di Du, Zheng Ren actually launched TIPS surgery!

Moreover, it wasn't a one‑off trial; with a bold, aggressive posture, it grew wildly, and he went straight to City Second Hospital to start the "Flying Knife".

Within half a month, he completed a dozen or so TIPS surgeries in one go.

Feng Xu Hui observed this growth rate with his eyes and kept it in mind.

This also strengthened his plan to cling to Zheng Ren's thigh as a "strategy".

While busy doing various data sheets and communicating with the company's big‑data analysts, Feng Xu Hui received Gao Shaojie's call.

After a brief conversation, Gao Shaojie hung up.

A surge of excitement rose from Feng Xu Hui's heart.

Sure enough, the immortal's guidance was no idle talk.

Chief Zheng not only used Longwind Micro‑creation's consumables at City First Hospital, but also helped Longwind open a channel to Di Du.

However, the surprises kept coming.

Less than a month after returning from Di Du, Sheng Cheng Medical University Affiliated Hospital is about to be supplied.

Medical University Affiliated Hospital — that's the pinnacle of the province's medical world! Its output is absolutely nothing that little Hai Cheng can match.

Feng Xu Hui excitedly paced back and forth in the tiny rental unit, gradually stabilizing his emotions.

He pondered for a few minutes, wrote down everything he needed to report on paper, then considered it point by point, and only then picked up the phone to call Director Ma.

"Director Ma, Greeting, I am Feng Xu Hui."

"I have a few matters to report. First, Chief Zheng's side, the surgery went smoothly; the TIPS Surgery has already reached international top‑level standards."

"Um… I can responsibly say this. Chief Zheng has performed 18 TIPS Surgeries, all successful. Moreover, the postoperative recovery of the surgery patients has been good, and I have records here."

Feng Xu Hui continued: "Second, the City No. 2 Hospital has agreed to purchase our factory's equipment. Third, having just received a call from the Head of Interventional Radiology Department at Sheng Cheng Medical University Affiliated Hospital, they need ten sets of various surgical equipment for emergency procurement, but they require Chief Zheng to perform the surgery to get it started."

"Fourth, I request the company to provide me with an assistant so I can carry out my work more effectively."

The brief report contained almost no wasted or redundant words.

The other end of the phone fell silent.

It was obvious that this pace of expanding territory was beyond Director Ma's expectations.

Fast — simply too fast, so fast it dazzles the eyes.

Although Hai Cheng's market could in no way compare to Di Du's, because Zheng Ren was there, Director Ma gave it high priority.

But looking at it now, the level of importance… seems still not enough.

Feng Xu Hui is still young and lacks work experience. Director Ma wanted to provide him with staff, but didn't know how to do it well.

We absolutely cannot jeopardize Feng Xu Hui's position; we can only find him a fresh graduate who has just started work.