Chapter 890: 873 The Feeling of Being Struck by Money Is Absolutely Great (Silver Alliance 37 Interactive Entertainment Li Yifei Bonu

Is this related to TIPS Surgery?

Mu Tao looked at Zheng Ren dubiously, wondering if he was saying that he resembled a beggar? No way, given his understanding of Zheng Lao Ban, he shouldn't be so sharp-tongued.

That kind of talk sounds like something Su Yun would say.

Zheng Ren washed his hands twice, seeing Mu Tao blocking his path, he was slightly taken aback.

Immediately, Zheng Ren realized.

I was just speaking offhand, completely without sincerity.

"Lao Mu, once when I was washing my hands, I ran into a broken faucet. I held my hand under it and studied it for nearly half a minute." Zheng Ren explained helplessly, "At that time I had two feelings. First, holding my hand there stupidly waiting for water really felt like begging. Second, I still felt that the old simple and brutal approach suited me better."

Seeing Zheng Ren finish washing his hands, Mu Tao quickly stepped aside and went to the operating room.

Zheng Ren put on his clothes and stood in front of the operating table.

Hu Yan Hui helped Zheng Ren turn on the glasses switch, and the surgery livestream officially began.

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Peng Jia sat in the office in Modu, the computer screen showing a reddish glow, making him both excited and troubled.

The number of viewers of the surgery livestream was growing exponentially. According to the technical department's statistics, nearly seven or eight thousand doctors nationwide were watching the surgery livestream, but even more came from overseas, from all over the world.

Peng Jia had prepared for this point before.

Raising the threshold is necessary.

Domestically we still need to watch our reputation, but internationally, charging less than 100 US dollars for a single surgery livestream would make those wealthy doctors think it's a scam.

Yet even with the threshold for a single surgery livestream raised to 100 US dollars, it still didn't stop foreign doctors' enthusiasm.

Because of time constraints, domestic doctors had just finished their shifts and were preparing for a busy day. Europe was also somewhat limited: the UK was just after midnight, and Germany was after two a. m.

But in the United States, the timing was just right.

It was exactly eight or nine in the evening, after dinner, with leisure time to spare.

Still, foreign doctors have money, Peng Jia, even in his busy schedule, couldn't help but sigh. Making this kind of money is truly scorching hot.

The 'high' viewing fee of one hundred dollars per surgery did not deter doctors worldwide' interest. They flocked in, and the backend of the Xinglin Garden website was on the verge of crashing.

Peng Jia could do nothing but pray silently.

Because working capital was exhausted, he couldn't buy new servers. The key point was that the earlier Apricot Grove Garden Surgery Live Broadcast Room had already purchased servers after its mishaps, and he and the technical staff thought that was enough.

However, this was still not enough.

Servers began to lag ten minutes ago, and Peng Jia could only order the closing of the danmaku function and other pages, pouring all resources into the surgery livestream room's broadcast.

Although closing these functions, it couldn't fundamentally solve the problem.

But it's better than having no solution.

Meanwhile, people kept registering as members to enter and watch the surgery livestream.

This is all money, damn it!

The surgery livestream room's popularity had already exceeded Peng Jia's expectations. Before the servers crashed, Peng Jia, tears streaming down his face, had to ask technical staff to stop new account registrations and forbid entry to the surgery livestream room.

All of that is money, after all. For the cash-strapped Xinglin Yuan, another three or four rounds of venture capital are still far off; the registered US dollars and surgery viewing fees are the near-term liquidity.

But the servers were about to crash, watching money right before his eyes yet unable to earn it… this feeling is truly exhilarating.

Peng Jia felt like he was struggling in a frying pan, crisp outside but tender inside.

Medical livestream servers differ from ordinary ones, requiring higher precision. For other streams, if the resolution is slightly lacking, it only captures the broadcaster's figure. Those figures are mostly altered by beauty filters, lenses, and leg-lengthening effects, with differences the broadcaster themselves might not even notice.

But medical livestreams are completely different.

Even a slight difference could cause experts to miss the surgery's key steps—this could ruin the brand!

Peng Jia only took the time to smoke a cigarette, then picked up his phone and made the call.

Purchase servers, the latest servers, to increase the number of viewers of the surgery livestream room to fifty thousand simultaneous online!

Although it's somewhat wasteful, Peng Jia understands that this is also a necessary condition in negotiations with venture capital.

This money is well spent!

Peng Jia took a deep breath to calm himself. In front of him, the computer showed the surgery livestream room. In less than an hour, he had already completed three surgeries, and was now performing the fourth.

Surgery, Peng Jia doesn't understand, but he has learned some knowledge about TIPS Surgery.

Others need several hours, and might not even be able to sit down for the surgery, but in the livestream room it's done in just over ten minutes per case.

I seem to have picked up a big bargain.

As a businessman, Peng Jia surely puts profit first, but recalling the agreement he signed with Zheng Ren's assistant, he actually felt a shame that a businessman shouldn't have.

It really is shame.

In a daze, the surgery had already reached the final case.

Just then, Peng Jia's phone started ringing wildly.

It was an unnamed number from Modu, and Peng Jia froze for a moment.

Who is it? Not many people can call directly to my cellphone, especially from an unknown number.

He answered the call.

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Ten minutes later, Peng Jia's trembling legs felt slightly better.

He barely managed to stand up, went to the windowsill, and watched the Huangpu River rush into the sea; everything felt like a dream.

A beautiful dream.

A multinational venture capital firm directly knocked Peng Jia unconscious with money.

Before Peng Jia had prepared to seek venture capital, those sharp‑sensed investors were like sharks in the sea that had smelled blood, actively swimming over.

Peng Jia, although knocked out by money, didn't get carried away. He cautiously said he needed time to think, and then immediately hung up the phone.

Yes, right away.

Because he was afraid he would make a wrong decision in the next second, he agreed to the venture capital company's equity stake.

Actually, the terms offered by the venture capital company had already exceeded Peng Jia's best expectations. But he sensed a feeling of impatience, and he was somewhat anxious.

Give it a shot; let's wait until today's data comes out before saying anything.

Peng Jia remained seated for a long time before finally standing up, gazing silently at the splendid scenery outside the window, lost in thought. His legs were still weak.

The feeling of being hit by money is really great; if several multinational venture capital firms could bid against each other and hit me, wouldn't that be even better? Peng Jia thought to himself.

Everything felt like a dream, a beautiful dream; he was really afraid that this dream would just end like that.