Chapter 513: 505 That Someone

Oh. The professor was a bit disappointed, but since Zheng Ren had spoken, he subconsciously complied.

Su Yun saw the professor was there, happy to have some free time, and did not go crowding into the operating room.

The professor sensibly went straight to put on the lead clothing and scrub up. Zheng Ren waited for him to start disinfecting, then went to take the lead clothing from the System Space, put it on, and went to scrub up.

Today at the Medical University Affiliated Hospital in Sheng Cheng, Zheng Ren didn't dare use the System equipment, for fear people would notice something different.

While scrubbing his hands, he thought, otherwise next time he goes out to throw Flying Knife, he could also bring a trolley case?

Probably doable, Zheng Ren let his mind wander for a while, then scrubbed his hands and went up onto the platform.

Xie Yiren tied Zheng Ren's sterile gown, half-squatted, grabbed the hem of the gown below, pulled it a bit, making the sterile gown neater.

She inspected it, felt very satisfied, and gave Zheng Ren an encouraging gesture.

Under the mask, Zheng Ren's mouth corners curled slightly, his heart warm and cozy, peaceful and happy.

The heavy lead door closed, and the surgery began.

"Boss, what procedure?" Professor Rudolf Wagner stood on the operating table and asked.

"Via the femoral vein, antegrade." Zheng Ren answered.

The professor immediately began puncturing the right femoral vein, inserting the side-hole catheter through the PDA into the descending aorta.

At this point, the professor stopped and waited for Zheng Ren to operate.

The following is the surgeon's job; the assistant must have the assistant's awareness. Professor Rudolf Wagner understood this clearly in his heart.

Since the first surgery, after they both turned and stepped down together, they have always kept this in mind.

Zheng Ren began the angiography, then selected an appropriately sized controllable Spring ring, sent it via the Catheter into the descending aorta, placing four rings of the Spring ring on the aortic side of the PDA, and three-quarters to one ring on the pulmonary side of the PDA.

At this point, the surgery was halfway done; next came a ten-minute waiting period.

The professor finally seized the Opportunity and immediately said, "Boss, I know where the problem with the prostate Interventional surgery lies!"

"Huh?"

"Your consumables, although they look rough and hard, are especially suitable for opening small arteries. Every consumable has its use; I think your choice is simply a stroke of genius."

Zheng Ren gave a bitter smile; had the professor just thought of that? Then he hurried over and said to himself, "Or maybe the consumables from Longwind Micro-creation are better?"

This is damn nonsense.

If they used Boston Technology or Cook's consumables, Zheng Ren was confident he could shorten the surgery time a little bit.

"Hey hey." The professor opened the intercom, first testing the mic.

"Fugui'er, anything up?" Su Yun sat outside, lazily asking.

"You-know-who, go there and bring that thing in." Professor Rudolf Wagner said.

This level-eight Dong Bei dialect left everyone in the operating room baffled; even Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

What the hell are they saying?

However, Su Yun's intelligence is high; they rolled their eyes, their thoughts agile, and immediately understood what the professor meant.

"Manager Feng, the professor is calling you." Su Yun said.

"Ah? Me?" Feng Xu Hui stood there dazed, wondering, "Am I the you-know-who? But what the heck is that thing anyway?"

Feng Xu Hui, being young, didn't handle the sudden situation very well.

After a few seconds, he steeled himself, opened the sensor-activated lead door, and walked in.

"Professor Rudolf..."

"Call me Fugui'er!" The professor glared at Feng Xu Hui, his eyes and tone completely lacking the gentleness he had when speaking to Zheng Ren.

Looking at Feng Xu Hui's eyes, it was as if a deity opened its eyes and gazed upon an ant.

"Um... Fugui'er, are you looking for me? What do you want?" Feng Xu Hui asked politely.

This was his first conversation with Professor Rudolf Wagner.

Just the name Fugui'er made Feng Xu Hui a bit unaccustomed.

Beneath Feng Xu Hui's rented house, someone kept a giant poodle named Fugui'er.

The two names overlapping made Feng Xu Hui feel quite awkward.

Whenever Fugui'er was mentioned, Feng Xu Hui would see the image of that giant poodle, especially dramatic.

"Boss, make the guidewire for prostate embolization; get me ten… twenty sets." Professor Rudolf Wagner said bluntly.

At Heidelberg University Medical Center, the professor never considered money an issue, so he brought this habit directly here.

"Fugui'er, what are you trying to do?" Zheng Ren saw Feng Xu Hui looking confused and intervened.

"Boss, I want to bring these consumables kissed by the goddess of luck to Heidelberg! I want to complete twenty prostate Interventional surgeries there! Once proficient, I will perform surgery on Mei Ha'er." Professor Rudolf Wagner said seriously.

"Consumables cost money." Zheng Ren, being more thoughtful, seeing Feng Xu Hui standing there, reminded the professor.

"Money isn't a problem; I've never considered it." The professor said indifferently, "You-know-who, have your people follow me, and I'll have the medical center's bunch of parasites directly purchase your consumables. Damn it, just thinking about those parasites makes me angry."

Although the professor spoke casually, these few words fell on Feng Xu Hui's head like a bolt of lightning.

In an instant, he directly underwent tribulation.

Are the products really about to enter the international market? How could it be this simple? And it's not just ordinary promotion, but directly entering Heidelberg Medical Center, one of Europe's top-tier large medical institutions.

Happiness came too suddenly, and Feng Xu Hui directly crashed into a downtime state.

The legs are too thick, and holding them feels unpleasant. There's always a surprise, the kind that makes people's Blood Pressure Increase.

"You-know-who, I'm serious, not just joking." The professor said, "Your guidewires aren't usable, but since the Boss uses them, I must use them. That's settled; prepare your side, in a few days I'll return to the country, and you find people to come back with me."

"Fugui'er, when are you going back?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss, if the patient is stable, I'll bring him back." Professor Rudolf Wagner said respectfully, his tone shifting quickly, which is unfamiliar, "On this side, you won't let me be your patient."

The professor finally muttered a complaint, full of resentment, "Chu Chu" pitiful.

Zheng Ren didn't speak, basically ignoring the professor.

He glanced at the time; it was almost ten Minute.

"Manager Feng Xu Hui, go out. This side is about to step on the line." Zheng Ren said: "What Fugui'er said, please contact your company as soon as possible. In a few days, he will be leaving."

Feng Xu Hui was dazed, nodded, and turned to leave like a puppet.

Listening to Zheng Ren's instructions to himself, he still couldn't believe all this was real. Entering the international market, is that possible? The company's supplies are all counterfeit; wouldn't they be sued for intellectual property?

Feng Xu Hui's thoughts were increasing.

Zheng Ren glanced at the time; it was exactly ten minutes.

He began to step on the line, repeating the angiography of the descending part of the aortic arch, confirming that the sealed spring coil's position was appropriate, shape satisfactory, with no residual shunt.

Operating the rotating handle to release the spring ring, then repeating the right heart catheter examination before withdrawing the sheath.

After the Shou Bing was finished, Zheng Ren stepped down.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was very much in sync, going to hemostasis by compression.

"Boss, don't leave just yet, I have something to tell you in this corner." Seeing Zheng Ren about to leave, Professor Rudolf Wagner hurriedly said.

"Tomorrow, then. I'm too tired today." Zheng Ren waved his hand, without hesitation refusing the professor's invitation.

"What else could the professor want from me? Just to research prostate interventional embolization."

"These things, for Master-level Zheng Ren, are completely without difficulty."

"Chatting with the professor about these things is really just wasting time."

"Normally it would be fine, but now Zheng Ren is very tired."

"This day was very busy, but what tired Zheng Ren most was not the four TIPS Surgeries and one arterial catheter unclosed Shou Bing. It was the patients' families being indifferent, wanting to extubate."

"Even now, Zheng Ren seems to still hear the sound of the patient biting the endotracheal tube with their teeth during extubation."

"As long as the result is perfect, that's fine."

Zheng Ren felt physically and mentally exhausted.

"Boss, I'll go check the ICU after the operation." Su Yun and Zheng Ren greeted.

Zheng Ren especially trusted Su Yun, especially since this patient's condition was a Cardiothoracic Surgery case, so there was really nothing to worry about.

The Shou Bing finally ended; Du Chunfang's life should have been saved, Zheng Ren felt a hint of joy amidst his fatigue.

This was the first time in over ten years of practice that he let himself loose.

"Hope,"

"May there be a perfect ending."