Director Kong was a little worried and stared at the screen.

The guide wire is super selected to the position, and several big bends are not difficult for Zheng Ren.

Now Director Kong is used to Zheng Ren's "extraordinary" performance and ignores it. He concentrates on looking at the black shadow representing the spring coil, and enters the blood vessel bit by bit along the guidewire.

No, this black shadow looks different from the spring coil you are familiar with.

Very thin, very small.

The more refined the consumables are, the more difficult it is to operate, but this is definitely not difficult for Boss Zheng. The question that Director Kong thought was - what is this thing.

Neurology's coil? It seems smaller and thinner than that.

Except for small spring coils used in neurology, no one uses such things. Because the finer the consumables are, the more expensive it is. If this is a spring coil, it is afraid that the cost will be more than ten or hundreds of thousands?

Director Kong was puzzled. Could it be that he was in a hurry and did not wear reading glasses and saw something wrong with things?

He subconsciously moved forward.

"Director Kong, what's wrong?" Ye Qingqiu felt strange. He couldn't understand the operation. With his professional habits, there was a slight disturbance around him, which he noticed earlier than anyone else.

"No, what type of spring coil is this?" Director Kong muttered in a low voice.

But before he could see clearly, Zheng Ren had already opened the spring coil and plugged it 3cm below the fireworks.

The location was just right. After waiting for nearly a minute, the imaging was repeated, and the fireworks became extremely weak.

"It's not that we are here..." Director Ye also felt strange. He glanced at Director Kong, saw his confused look on his face, and turned to look at Liu Xiaojie.

Liu Xiaojie is trying to keep herself in the corner, so it is not so conspicuous.

A group of 912 doctors, and there is also a medical director among them. The pressure is quite huge for Liu Xiaojie, who has just graduated.

When Ye Qingqiu's eyes were directed at him, Liu Xiaojie felt that the room suddenly became dark.

The gaze that could penetrate people's hearts was so sharp that she suddenly panicked and was at a loss. She had to lower her head and look at her toes.

"Which manufacturer do you belong to?" Ye Qingqiu asked lightly.

"It's Changfeng." Liu Xiaojie replied in a daze.

"Come here." Ye Qingqiu was full of power. Although he did not want to scare the little girl, his body exuded a faint majesty and the many 912 doctors and directors around him were enough to crush Liu Xiaojie.

At school, Liu Xiaojie has also met various leaders. However, they did not wear isolation suits and their background was not a life-and-death rescue. The difference between them was never thought of before, but now it looks quite big.

Walking over in a daze, Liu Xiaojie felt that her body was stiff, as if she had a stroke.

"Doctors and nurses who are not from this hospital are not allowed to enter the operating room. Don't you know this regulation?" Director Ye habitually threw a big hat over.

This is the way to do things, especially when you are condescending, you will first find faults, and then the other person will feel timid.

It's okay if he didn't say anything, but this sentence just stunned Liu Xiaojie.

Isn't it allowed? It seems that there is such a thing. But there seems to be no director...Boss Zheng will stand up for him. What if something happens?

Liu Xiaojie completely forgot to answer Director Ye’s question, and her mind was blank.

"Where is your manager inside? Where did the spring coils you use come from?" Ye Qingqiu continued to ask.

It sounds casual, but the order of speaking is a good habit accumulated over the years. But what he didn't expect was that he was asking about a new novices who could not be new.

Liu Xiaojie's eyes were empty, looking at her toes, and remembering that no matter where she went when she was in school, when did anyone speak so sternly?

Why did everything change when you just entered society?

"What are you asking?" Ye Qingqiu repeated impatiently when she saw that she didn't say a word.

It would be fine if I didn’t say it, but as soon as I said this, Liu Xiaojie’s tears fell down.

It fell to the ground and smashed.

In the operating room, the imaging confirmed that Zheng Ren stopped crossing the line. The airtight lead door opened, and Feng Xuhui limped out with the remaining consumables.

After he came out, he was surprised to see Liu Xiaojie crying with his head down. Director Ye looked at her with dissatisfaction.

Feng Xuhui quickly put the consumables on the trolley box. Before he had time to pack up, he pulled Liu Xiaojie aside first, blocked between Liu Xiaojie and Director Ye, and bent his waist slightly.

Although he was wearing a sterile mask, he still smiled carefully and said, "Director Ye, she is new, what's wrong?"

"Oh, you are that Feng Xuhui." Director Ye smiled, his tone was not as serious as when he talked to Liu Xiaojie.

This is someone around Boss Zheng, so you must be more polite.

"It's me, it's me." Feng Xuhui responded quickly.

"What kind of consumables are you just hitting the stage?"

"Oh, that's a German-made spring coil. A few days ago, Fuguier thought it was good, so he brought it back to me, saying that maybe Mr. Zheng can use it." Feng Xuhui said.

Ye Qingqiu glanced at the two large trolley boxes and thought to himself how many strange consumables were installed in it?

"How to charge for such a thing?"

"No, no, as long as Mr. Zheng uses it easily, money or not is a trivial matter." Feng Xuhui hurriedly said: "Besides, this was something Fuguier asked me to bring to Mr. Zheng, and I can't collect money."

Ye Qingqiu felt a little emotional.

Look at how Boss Zheng is doing...

Consumables vendors are following their feet, why? Are they going to sell consumables and things to make money? They say they will turn around and change their faces because there is only a relationship of interest between the manufacturer and the doctor.

But look at Boss Zheng, the manufacturer's manager was carrying two large trolley boxes and then flew from China to North America and from North America to Europe, and had to keep replenishing consumables.

This is not just for money.

Is this the treatment of a prestigious professor in the international community? Ye Qingqiu doesn’t understand.

However, what he was thinking in his heart did not delay Ye Qingqiu saying something else.

"Thank you for your hard work, Manager Feng." Ye Qingqiu said: "You go and have a rest."

After saying that, he walked out of the crowd and walked into the operating room.

Zheng Ren's surgery to embolize the rupture branch of the internal iliac artery was very fast. This side had just opened its abdominal cavity, and the negative pressure attraction was still sucking blood, making a gurgling sound.

Ye Qingqiu stood behind Director Wei, watching the patient's abdominal cavity. The blood was full of blood, and a small part of it had just fallen, and there was no way to see anything for the time being.
Chapter completed!