The door to the interventional catheter room was open. One injured person had just finished the operation and pressed to stop bleeding in the corridor of the operating room. Another injured person was sent to the operating room and was about to start the next operation.

Director Jiang was directing with a tired look on his face, trying to prevent this place from being too confused.

"Director Jiang, is there a medical team coming? Why did the speed suddenly accelerate?" Xie Ning asked.

"Medical Team? No." Director Jiang was so sleepy that his mind stopped spinning around. He subconsciously replied to Xie Ning's superficial meaning. Then he suddenly realized and said, "It's the Dr. Zheng you sent just now. The surgery was so fast. This time I really saw the master!"

Xie Ning still had a humble and elegant smile on his face, like a mask, and he couldn't tell what he was thinking.

"Are they those two people who came down from the front line?"

"Director Jiang, stop chatting, prepare for the next patient." Su Yun's voice came from the operating room.

After three hours of operation, Zheng Ren and Su Yun had conquered Director Jiang with their technical level. Su Yun spoke to him more and more serious, like the director of the department and his little doctor explained things. Zheng Ren did not speak at all and was committed to the operation.

Director Jiang also recognized this matter. He is indeed capable. In such a special period, who cares whether he speaks well or not?

"Okay, Brother Yun." Director Jiang responded crisply. At some point, he began to call Brother Yun to come.

"The wire guide tube is gone, so the stocks are brought over quickly." Su Yun said.

Director Jiang said with a bitter look: "Brother Yun, the consumables involved are not in the emergency emergency supplies. I have already emptied all the warehouses of the suppliers in the township and asked for help from them. New... Uncle Ning, has the new consumables arrived?"

"Not yet." Xie Ning said.

A swear word came from inside, like a irritable lion.

"Su Yun, go and contact Feng Xuhui and ask if Changfeng has any orders in Rongcheng. If so, send it directly. If so, please contact Director Kong to contact other suppliers." A familiar voice came out, and Xie Ning narrowed his eyes.

"Then you do this surgery yourself, I'll contact you. Boss, save some consumables, you should be able to do twelve...four surgeries, please take it easy." As he said, Su Yun walked out of the operating room.

"Director Jiang, I'll use my phone." Su Yun was not polite, and said, snatching Director Jiang's phone directly from his hand.

"Feng Xuhui...Feng Xuhui..." He muttered a few times, as if he was flipping through the phone number directory, and then began to press a series of numbers and dial the phone.

"Manager Feng, the boss is in Pengxi Township..."

"Fuck! You're so stupid. Can the boss be in Haicheng at this time? Just be in Rongcheng, don't be a porter. Find the map yourself and see where Pengxi Township is. Move all the inventory of your Rongcheng sales point, and want whatever you want."

"Yes! You need whatever you want! You have to arrive for two hours, and the supplies can't keep up!"

After saying that, Su Yun hung up the phone directly.

Although his attitude is very bad, both Director Jiang and Xie Ning think this is a matter of course.

In special circumstances, the more accurate the results are, the better the effect.

Manager Feng is probably the direct supplier of Dr. Zheng, and it seems that he is also in Rongcheng.

What a coincidence.

"Uncle Ning, please leave this call and contact him for about two or three hours." Su Yun and Xie Ning spoke much more gently. He vaguely felt that Xie Ning looked familiar, and that temperament was definitely not someone who could offend easily.

It is definitely not unreasonable that Su Yun is willing to argue with others, but he has never been a problem.

After saying that, he had not forgotten to say hello to Xie Ning, and then strode to the operating room.

Xie Ning wrote down the phone number and directed the person to carry all the patients with severe pelvic fractures that were triageable to the door of the operating room, trying to save every minute and every second.

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At Rongcheng Airport, Feng Xuhui was sweating profusely, carrying various disaster relief supplies.

He received a strange call. He didn't want to answer it, but by some reason, he couldn't stand it anymore. He sat on the ground, gasping for breath, and answered the call.

A familiar, sarcastic voice came from the phone....

When Feng Xuhui heard this sound, he almost cried. He felt like he was lost and found home.

Brother Yun is here, and Mr. Zheng is sure to be there too.

Pengxi Township...what is it? Is it near Haicheng?

Feng Xuhui didn't know, but according to Yun Ge'er's meaning, it should be the front line west of Rongcheng.

Mr. Zheng is indeed Mr. Zheng, and he even runs farther than himself in fighting earthquake relief. Feng Xuhui has unknowingly become a brainless fan of Zheng Ren. After hearing Su Yun's words, such an idea came to his mind.

Intervention, consumables...

Time is tight, and Feng Xuhui can't take care of it anymore, so he immediately called Mr. Ma.

"Mr. Ma, Mr. Zheng contacted me and said that the front line needed disaster relief supplies."

"Ah, you're on the way. No, no, Mr. Zheng said it's necessary to have a lot of wire guide catheters and other consumables."

"Okay! I'll go there right away."

After saying that, Feng Xuhui hung up the phone.

Ma Quan and the convoy transporting supplies had already arrived in Henan Province. Feng Xuhui didn't know all this.

Although Ma Quan was puzzled why Zheng Ren had so many interventional consumables during emergency treatment, he had no doubts at all. He just told Feng Xuhui to go to the warehouse of a dealer in Rongcheng and emptied it directly.

Rongcheng, a major town in the southwest, radiates the land area and population of dealers, which is very huge. The grading agents in Rongcheng are an important point in Changfeng’s minimally invasiveness.

There is sufficient supply here and a complete range of varieties.

Ma Quan first told the dealer in Rongcheng that Feng Xuhui would go to pick up the goods later. Then he thought about it, asked about the relevant data, and called the dealer in Shancheng to send all the inventory to Pengxi Township.

Didn’t Mr. Zheng go to the 912 Hospital to study the Nobel Prize project? How could he appear on the front line?

Ma Quan was a little confused, but didn't think too much.

In the face of national crisis, he even let go of the matter of a large Chinese-owned enterprise taking the lead in acquiring Baisheng International and directly led the convoy to the front line.

You can also figure out what Mr. Zheng did.

Feng Xuhui drove and galloped in Rongcheng. Aftershocks continued, and the car drove on the road in Rongcheng, as if it was driving in hills and off-road.

Although it was a bit dangerous, Feng Xuhui was very happy.

I haven't seen Mr. Zheng for a long time. I happened to encounter it several times, but I didn't expect to meet it on the front line of earthquake relief.

He was in a state of excitement, but Su Yun gave him very short time, and Feng Xuhui had no time to celebrate.

Besides, after moving the disaster relief supplies for nearly two days, he didn't have the energy anymore.
Chapter completed!