"I just want to see Su Yun's level." Director Kong smiled and said, "I think Su Yun is more than enough to lead a team here."

"Haha." Zheng Ren smiled dryly.

"What's your attitude!" Su Yun was unhappy. Although he knew it in his heart, the gap between himself and Zheng Ren...hehe, there must be a gap.

But his attitude is too disgusting!

"No, I think Director Kong is right." Zheng Ren was too lazy to deal with this guy. He compared anything. This guy was like taking hormones, and his eyes were red with excitement.

I guess when I was a child, this guy had many boring things like who pee farther than others.

Maybe, this is the legendary competitive spirit?

"Try it, is the internal mammary artery? It doesn't seem to be very difficult." Su Yun smiled, picked up the next patient's 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction film from the operating table, walked into the operating room, and inserted the film into the film reader.

Zheng Ren smiled at Director Kong and said, "It's okay, I'll be able to finish it soon."

After saying that, he followed Zheng Ren into the operating room.

"See it, this level." Director Kong said lightly: "Thanks to you that you didn't say anything too much, otherwise, hey."

A few words were not loud, only a few people around him could hear it.

Professor Zhao, who was in charge of the team, was stunned for a moment, and did not care about shame, but bent down and asked: "Director, how did he practice his technique?"

"I don't know." Director Kong shook his head and looked at Professor Rudolph Wagner who put a hemostatic patch on the patient and then bandaged it with pressure, and said leisurely: "The last time I saw him undergoing surgery was in Haicheng. A patient with severe pelvic fracture and a large retroperitoneal hematoma. I took a nap in the locker room, and Boss Zheng finished the surgery himself."

"..." Everyone present knows how difficult the operation is.

I just took a nap and finished it? Whoever asked myself, this kind of surgery can take no more than an hour or two?

"Why do I feel that Boss Zheng's surgery has increased again? It's so high that it can still rise to the sky?" Director Kong couldn't understand it, and he said to himself in confusion.

The higher the level, the harder it is to improve. Everyone understands this. The so-called "A hundred-foot pole" requires great perseverance and perseverance.

But Boss Zheng’s age and his growth rate…

No wonder he took the Nobel Prize project and was directly airborne. Someone else's reason. Director Kong warned in advance, asking everyone not to think that Boss Zheng is young and picks his nose and eyes, and he is indeed far-sighted.

With Boss Zheng’s level, it’s not a matter of whether he can make people feel embarrassed. Even if he drives him away, he will find a place to be the most awesome person in the country in ten years.

Do you still need your position in the academic world in the future?

If you meet someone who is vengeful, you will give a negative example every time - I was in a certain hospital, and the doctors there couldn't tolerate me, how bad the surgery was done...

Who can’t find faults? The higher the level, the sharper the problem you will find.

When everyone thought of this possibility, they stopped talking.

There was silence in the operating room.

I can say these words myself, but the key is that I am young and can say them for another forty or fifty years, but it will be difficult for me to live until then.

Soon, Professor Rudolf Wagner handed the patient over to the bed doctor and was driven out by Su Yun.

"Professor Rudolph, this is the one." Director Kong and the professor also became familiar with each other and greeted him.

"I won't sit anymore, I have no sight." The professor smiled through the leaded glass, looking at Su Yun who was disinfecting inside, with a gloating expression on his face.

"Well? Professor Rudolph, is there anything wrong?" Director Kong felt that the professor's expression was problematic, so he was not polite and asked directly.

"Hehe." The professor smiled and said, "Please call me a Chinese name, Fuguier."

"Okay, okay." Director Kong was also helpless. These people led a top professor who intervened in the subject to deviate.

"Fuguier, I feel you are a little strange, what's wrong?"

"Director Kong, the boss is an assistant again." The professor said with a smile: "I have always wanted to see the boss knock Yun Ge'er's wrist with hemostatic pliers. I tell you, the boss knocks on someone, it hurts."

"..." Director Kong was silent.

He could not imagine that Su Yun, who impressed Zhao Yunlong and his arrogant young and freshmen, would be beaten with bleeding-stop pliers.

It was a little interesting. Director Kong smiled on his face, and he stood up, and chose a particularly good position. The gossip fire in his heart was burning.

...

The airtight lead door in the operating room slowly closed and the operation began.

Su Yun stood in the position of the craftsman and sent the guide wire in. While sending it, he said with a smile: "Boss, you haven't seen Lao Zhao's expression just now."

"Which old Zhao?" Zheng Ren didn't know what was going on outside. Even if he knew, he couldn't remember Professor Zhao.

"You tell you that you don't know. Anyway, your surgery was so awesome that it shocked the people outside." Su Yun said with a smile, stopping and starting to step on the line.

The image presented on the opposite screen shows that the micro guidewire is just right and is located on the branch point of the hepatic artery.

"Oh, the surgery just now seems to be fine, it's not difficult." Zheng Ren said.

"I hate you the most about showing off, boss." Su Yun said while looking at the screen for super selection: "Only a young talent like me who is good-looking and represents justice can show off in this way and make a stunning appearance. You said you look like an ordinary passerby. If you throw it into Chaoyang Park, you are a Chaoyang crowd, and no one will remember the show off."

"It's surgery, not pretending." Zheng Ren's right hand had already touched the hemostatic forceps.

"Preat medicine!" Su Yun said coldly: "If you are an assistant, just be a good person. Don't try to hit me with hemostatic forceps like you would like to hit Fuguier and Gao Shaojie."

"Don't you want to make progress? Look at Fuguier and Gao Shaojie, how fast it is to make progress." Zheng Ren smiled and let go of the hemostatic forceps and began to turn on the high-pressure syringe.

Zheng Ren estimated that this patient had five blood vessels to support the tumor, only one internal mammary artery, which was a bit difficult for Su Yun, and hemostatic forceps would not be used before this.

"Young master, can't I use it?" Su Yun contempts, "I can see it for a while, and I still use bleeding-stopping pincers? Nonsense."

"Are you sure the internal mammary artery can be completed smoothly? If not, I will change it then." Zheng Renqing said lightly, without a trace of fireworks.

Su Yun felt a sense of anger surged.

The inner mammary artery was indeed not 100% sure to complete it in one go. Zheng Ren is really hateful, and he grasps his weakness.

"I will do my best."

"hehe."

"What is your attitude? Let me tell you, I am a genius, do you understand genius?"

"Are you discussing the issue of genius with your boss?"

While the two chatted, Su Yun was proficient in the movements in his bones and completed the embolization of the four blood vessels.

Zheng Ren also expressed his admiration for this. This guy never saw him undergoing surgery. Just as Su Yun said, he could see it for a few glances.

Others brag, but Su Yun really knows it.

Zheng Ren estimated that Su Yun’s current level of interventional surgery is only higher than Director Kong.
Chapter completed!