Chapter 800

Canon is almost going bankrupt, and it is said that they still have thirty years of technology reserves. This brings endless despair to those who come after.

The professor suddenly understood; the boss is planning a technological upgrade, so that if someone steps up to challenge the Nobel Prize later, the boss can always bring out new technology……

What was that word again? Yun Ge'er explained it once.

Yes, slap in the face—you can do it anytime!

Boss, truly impressive!

Zheng Ren spent twenty minutes looking over the pre‑operative films of three patients and all kinds of examinations. Then he made rounds, got a grasp of the patients' conditions, and only then went to the duty room to change clothes.

He sent a message to Xiao Yi Ren; Yi Ren was still resting in the car. Zheng Ren, smiling, went to the parking lot.

Days passed one by one—work, surgery, seeing patients, getting off work. Although it was mundane, he escaped the miserable fate of being an inpatient chief and returned to the track of a normal person's life.

A few days later, Doctor Shen joined the third medical team going to the front line to provide support; the team was temporarily short one person, but it did not affect work.

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Modu, the headquarters of the Xinglin Garden website.

Peng Jia was deeply troubled, sitting in the boss's chair, gazing at the skyscrapers, watching the great river flow into the sea, his mind filled with countless worries and confusions.

A few months ago, an unknown account on the website suddenly started a surgery live broadcast.

At first, such a small matter did not catch his attention.

But that live‑stream account quickly won the favor of many doctors, causing the traffic to surge whenever a surgery was streamed, and the website almost crashed.

Only after Peng Jia paid a huge price did he manage to stabilize the website.

He had also tried to find the source of the broadcaster, after all, a spontaneous live stream has no binding force; it could leave at any moment, causing everything the website had prepared to go to waste.

However, when he traced the live‑stream signal to a node at the Montreal Medical Centre in Canada, he encountered a counterattack from the other side.

All the engineers of Xinglin Garden were at a loss; if it weren't for the other side showing mercy, or if a female engineer hadn't suggested stopping the pursuit, the website would surely have suffered a disastrous blow.

Afterwards, Peng Jia also consulted many doctors; their opinion was——the video source is a large, comprehensive hospital.

Because the surgeon's technical level is clearly lacking, and moreover, it is not just one person performing the surgery.

Peng Jia felt depressed and troubled. As a businessman, he did not calmly accept this "heaven‑sent" traffic; instead, he prepared in advance, wanting to use this momentum to make surgery live broadcasts a regular thing.

If it could be done, what a wonderful thing that would be.

Peng Jia seemed to already see himself ringing the bell on Wall Street.

However, when the surgeon in the Surgery Livestream Room performed unscheduled live surgeries, none of the top doctors from the many hospitals he contacted were willing to agree to Peng Jia's request.

Live‑stream surgery?

What a joke!

It's still the norm; even occasional live broadcasts, nobody would do.

No one can guarantee that Shou Bing won't make a mistake; once Shou Bing is live broadcast, it will become an object under the Microscope, and peers will constantly pick faults.

In the future, do we still want our academic standing?

Not everyone will necessarily do Shou Bing, but who doesn't pick faults!

Even if Shou Bing can reach a flawless level, what's the need to live broadcast it, to teach others?

The money offered by the Xinglin Garden Website, the big shots scoff at, and the small doctors of Xinglin Yuan look down on.

So this matter was just delayed like that.

As Peng Jia had expected, after the broadcast frequency of the Surgery Livestream Room reached a certain peak, it gradually declined, until it never appeared again.

Next, someone should come to talk cooperation with me, right? Peng Jia regarded this as a conspiracy, a business tactic.

The huge traffic, the qualification for going public—how much equity does the other side want? If they aren't too greedy, giving some wouldn't matter.

But Peng Jia felt uneasy; what kind of person would be invited for that top‑tier Shou Bing? Could the influence that could summon such a doctor not be greedy? Are they wanting to acquire Xinglin Yuan?

But everything remained quiet; nothing happened.

Basically no one coveted the equity of Xinglin Yuan, not even anyone who put forward a suggestion.

Day by day passed, Peng Jia gradually grew panicked.

It seems that some medical team spontaneously decided to do a live broadcast, then after a few months found it boring and left.

His departure doesn't matter, but recently the traffic of the Xinglin Garden Website has been plummeting!

If this continues, not to mention going public, even just staying afloat will be difficult.

The greatest Tragedy in life is that one is unworthy of one's own ambition and betrays all the hardships endured along the way.

Peng Jia did everything he could, trying and searching, but in the end all he got was disappointment.

After repeated brainstorming and intelligence analysis, finally Peng Jia's team and advisors, upon learning that a doctor in the mainland had been recommended as a Nobel Prize Nominee, gave the suggestion—go find him to do a live broadcast.

However, the new proposal looked very promising.

Whether it's the halo of the Nobel Prize or the doctors' needs, they seemed to perfectly match the Xinglin Garden Website…… but Peng Jia simply couldn't find anyone!

When that doctor received the Nobel Prize Nomination, he had already vanished from the human world, disappearing without a trace.

Knowing he was gone on a mission, yet waiting day after day, week after week, watching the website traffic dwindle helplessly, Peng Jia was anxious beyond measure, but that doctor simply never appeared.

Suddenly one day, the doctor named Zheng Ren reappeared at Hospital 912, and Peng Jia was overjoyed.

But before he could go look for him, Zheng Ren rushed to the front lines to carry out an Earthquake Relief mission.

Peng Jia felt that some unseen force was surely toying with him……

However, faced with the great disaster, Peng Jia had no time to complain; he took out one‑fifth of his liquid funds and made a donation.

This was the utmost he could do; Peng Jia also knew that doing this was actually meaningless. But not doing something, he could never get past that hurdle in his heart.

One week later, Zheng Ren returned to Hospital 912.

This time Peng Jia did not act rashly, but waited patiently.

Or perhaps it was a kind of helpless fatalism, but Peng Jia still waited for a full ten days.

Zheng Ren Zheng Lao Ban's work at Di Du 912 is proceeding normally; TIPS Surgery has already been performed on two batches of patients, the patients recovered normally after surgery, and the surgical effect can be called perfect.

These news left Peng Jia unable to stay calm.

He finally stopped hesitating; today is the day he rushes to Di Du.

Go talk with Zheng Lao Ban; if he agrees, this will definitely be a brilliant stroke to revive the website.

A brilliant pen that brings forth flowers.

Time is up; Peng Jia and the Secretary go downstairs together, get in the car, and rush to the airport.

The Secretary contacts the connections in Di Du; one can't just go like a small medical representative, shamelessly showing up to visit.

No matter what, Peng Jia is also the Boss of a large company working toward going public.

To discuss cooperation, one must give a good impression.

Peng Jia has considered all this many times; basically it's certain to be foolproof.

However he is still nervous; Nobel Prize Nominee ah, under such glory, will Zheng Ren Zheng Lao Ban be infinitely arrogant?

This isn't the scariest, Peng Jia's Worry is that Zheng Lao Ban will open his mouth like a lion.

His own finances are tight; the cash flow he can really spare is very limited. Who knows, he may have to give up part of his shares.

But the venture capital side...

Peng Jia thought more and more, the more he thought the more his head ached; finally, after pondering all the way, he boarded the plane, got off the plane, and set foot on Di Du's land.