"Oh." The professor was a little disappointed, but since Zheng Ren had spoken, he subconsciously followed.

Seeing that the professor was there, Su Yun was happy to be free, so he didn't get into the operation room.

The professor tactfully went to wear lead clothes and brush his hands. When Zheng Ren started disinfecting, he took out the lead clothes from the system space and put them on and brushed his hands.

Today, at the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University, Zheng Ren did not dare to use system equipment, for fear that someone would see that it would be different.

While brushing his hands, he thought, otherwise he would carry a trolley case when he went out to fly his knife next time?

It should be OK, Zheng Ren was thinking for a while and then took the stage.

Xie Yiren tied the sterile clothes for Zheng Ren, half-squatted down, grabbed the corner of the clothes under the sterile clothes, stretched it for a while, and made the sterile clothes neater.

She looked at it for a while and felt very satisfied, so she made a cheering gesture to Zheng Ren.

Under the sterile mask, Zheng Ren's mouth slightly raised, his heart was warm, and he was peaceful and happy.

The heavy lead door closed and the operation began.

"Boss, what kind of surgery?" Professor Rudolf Wagner asked, standing on the operating table.

"Transtrafemoral vein," Zheng Ren replied.

The professor immediately began to puncture the right femoral vein and inserted the end-fork catheter into the descending aorta through the PDA.

When he arrived here, the professor stopped and waited for Zheng Ren to operate.

The following is the matter of the craftsman. Assistants must have the awareness of the assistant. Rudolf is particularly obsessed with the heart. Professor Wagner understands this.

This has been remembered since the first operation, both of them turned around and stepped down at the same time.

Zheng Ren started the imaging, and then selected an appropriate diameter controlled spring coil to be sent into the descending aorta through the catheter. He placed 4 coils on the aorta side of the PDA, and 3/4 to 1 coil on the pulmonary artery side of the PDA.

The operation ended here, halfway through, followed by a ten-minute waiting period.

The professor finally seized the opportunity and immediately said: "Boss, I know what is the problem with prostate intervention surgery!"

"Um?"

"The consumables you use look rough and hard, but they are particularly suitable for opening tiny arteries. Each consumable has its uses. I think your choice is simply a genius idea."

Zheng Ren smiled bitterly, and the professor thought of this. Then he ran up and told himself that it was better to have consumables with Changfeng minimally invasiveness?

Isn't this nonsense?

If you use Boston Technology or Cook’s consumables, Zheng Ren is sure to shorten the operation time a little longer.

"Hey, hey." The professor turned on the intercom and tried the microphone first.

"Fuguier, is there anything wrong?" Su Yun sat outside and asked lazily.

"Who, go there and bring in that thing," said Professor Rudolf Wagner.

No one in the operating room understood this level 8 Northeast dialect, and even Su Yun was stunned for a moment.

What's the fuck?

But Su Yun had a high IQ. His eyes rolled and his mind was agile. He immediately knew what the professor was saying.

"Manager Feng, the professor asked you." Su Yun said.

"Ah? Me?" Feng Xuhui was confused. Who was he? But what kind of thing is that thing?

Feng Xuhui is still young after all, and he doesn't handle it very well when encountering emergencies.

It took a few seconds before he bit his teeth, opened the sensing lead door, and walked in.

"Professor Rudolph..."

"Call me Fuguier!" The professor glanced at Feng Xuhui with his eyes and tone completely gone as gentle as he was when talking to Zheng Ren.

Looking at Feng Xuhui's eyes, he looked down from a high position, as if a god opened his eyes and looked at an ant.

"Uh... Fuguier, are you looking for me? What do you want?" Feng Xuhui asked politely.

This is his first conversation with Professor Rudolph Wagner.

But the name Fuguier made Feng Xuhui feel a little uncomfortable.

Under Feng Xuhui's rental house, someone raised a giant poodle, named Fuguier.

The overlapping of the two names made Feng Xuhui very uncomfortable.

When it comes to wealth and honor, that huge shadow will appear in front of Feng Xuhui, which is particularly out of the play.

"The boss is making a guidewire for prostate embolization, get me ten... twenty sets." Professor Rudolf Wagner was not polite at all.

At Heidelberg University Medical Center, the professor did not consider the money at all, so he brought this habit directly here.

"Fugui'er, what are you going to do?" Zheng Ren saw that Feng Xuhui was a little confused, so he rescued the situation.

"Boss, I want to bring this consumable that was kissed by the God of Luck to Heidelberg! I want to complete twenty prostate interventional surgeries on that side! When I become proficient, I will perform surgery on Dr. Mehal." Professor Rudolf Wagner said seriously.

"Consumables cost money." Zheng Ren was more considerate. Seeing Feng Xuhui standing there, he reminded the professor.

"Money is not a problem, I have never considered it." The professor said indifferently, "Who, let you guys follow me, I will let the group of borers in the medical center purchase your supplies directly. Damn, I get angry when I think of those borers."

The professor said casually, but these words fell on Feng Xuhui's head like thunder.

In an instant, he passed the tribulation directly.

Is the product going to the international market? How could it be so simple? And it is not an ordinary promotion, but it is directly entered into one of the largest medical institutions in Europe, such as Heidelberg Medical Center?

Happiness came too suddenly, and Feng Xuhui fell into a downtime.

The legs are too thick, and it feels bad to pick them up. There are always surprises, the kind of surprise that makes people feel higher in blood pressure.

"I'm serious, not Hu Lenli." The professor said: "Your wire guide is not easy to use, but the boss uses it, so I have to use it. That's it. You guys prepare for it. I'll go back to China in a few days, and you can find someone to go back with me."

"Fugui'er, when will you go back?" Zheng Ren asked.

"Boss, the patient is stable, I will take him back." Professor Rudolf Wagner said respectfully. His tone was so fast that it made people uncomfortable. "In this regard, you won't let me be your patient."

The professor finally complained in a low voice, full of resentment, "Chuchu" was pitiful.

Zheng Ren didn't say anything and ignored the professor at all.

He glanced at the time, it was almost ten minutes.

"Manager Feng, go out, this side is about to cross the line." Zheng Ren said: "You should contact your company as soon as possible when Fuguier said. In a few days, he will leave."

Feng Xuhui was in a daze, nodded, and turned around and went out like a puppet.

After Zheng Ren told him that he was reluctant to believe that all this was true. Is it possible to enter the international market? The company's consumables are all imitated, will they be sued for the intellectual property rights?

Feng Xuhui is thinking more and more.

Zheng Ren glanced at it for exactly ten minutes.

He began to step on the line and repeated the aortic arch descending angular imaging to confirm that the seal spring emboss is suitable, the shape is satisfactory, and there is no residual shunt.

Operate the rotary handle to release the coil, and then repeat the right heart catheter examination before withdrawing the sheath.

After the operation, Zheng Ren turned around and stepped down.

Professor Rudolph Wagner tacitly tried to oppress and stop bleeding.

"Boss, don't leave later. I have something to tell you." Professor Rudolf Wagner said hurriedly when he saw that Zheng Ren was about to leave.

"Tomorrow, today is too tired." Zheng Ren waved his hand and refused the professor's invitation without hesitation.

What else can the professor asks for himself to do is just study prostate interventional embolization.

These things are completely uncomfortable for Zheng Ren, who is a master-level master.

Talking about these with the professor is really a waste of time.

If it were normal, it would be fine. But now, Zheng Ren is very tired.

This day was very busy, but Zheng Ren’s most tiredness was not the 4 TIPS surgeries and 1 patent arterial catheter surgery. Instead, the patient’s family was indifferent and wanted to extubate the cannula.

Until now, Zheng Ren seems to be able to hear the sound of the patient biting the trachea with his teeth when he is extubated.

The result is perfect, that's it.

Zheng Ren felt exhausted both physically and mentally.

"Boss, I went to the ICU to watch after the operation." Su Yun and Zheng Ren greeted.

Zheng Ren was particularly relieved about Su Yun, especially the patient himself is a cardiothoracic surgery disease, so he had nothing to worry about.

The operation was finally over. Du Chunfang's life must have been recovered. Zheng Ren had a hint of pleasure in his fatigue.

This is the first time in my ten years of indulging myself in my medical practice.

hope,
Chapter completed!