Liu Xiaojie is very unfamiliar with this place, unlike Feng Xuhui, who has a faint sense of intimacy.

She stood in the operating room and looked at the operating room, the equipment was five years old, but it looked very new, and it was estimated that she hadn't used it a few times.

This kind of small land......

"Xiaojie, sit down. Feng Xuhui sorted out the things in the box, and then closed it, so that he could rest assured.

"Manager Feng, did Mr. Zheng work here before?" Liu Xiaojie sat down and asked lightly.

She has a preliminary understanding of the doctor who is in a hurry to pat the manager of her own company, although she is not very impressed by places like Mayo, plus she has just graduated, and she has a youthful and frivolous energy, but she doesn't think that this Zheng is very powerful.

"Well, I was doing the sales of the company's products in the Northeast Region at that time, and I met Mr. Zheng through a promotion activity. Feng Xuhui limped down the box and put it in the way, and found a sofa to sit down.

In a dilapidated small hospital in a fourth-tier city, a boss and manager who limped and looked a little funny, Liu Xiaojie thought it was really bad.

This is not the life I want, in the imagination, I will become an urban white-collar beauty after graduation, working 9 to 5. Become an elite in the industry in the busy! instead of running to a small fourth-tier city with this stupid and disabled manager, rushing to deliver consumables to a doctor who is said to be very awesome under the age of 30.

If it weren't for the reason for the failure, Liu Xiaojie would have been reluctant to be perfunctory.

There is no experience worth learning at all, everything is messy and does not conform to Liu Xiaojie's aesthetics.

"Xiaojie, that is Mr. Wang of 912. Feng Xuhui whispered to Liu Xiaojie, he felt that this girl was very capable, and she followed her all the way, and she didn't complain.

"912?912 in the imperial capital?"

"Well, in December last year, Director Kong proposed to dig Mr. Zheng to 912, but Mr. Zheng was not at ease at home. So 912 used 4 hospitalized presidents to replace Boss Zheng, and they came. I guess I'm going back soon, and I don't know who will come over next. Feng Xuhui told a fact.

Belch...... Liu Xiaojie paused.

What Mayo, what visiting professor, is too far away for Liu Xiaojie. A recent graduate won't feel that awesome.

However, the name of 912 is unknown to few people in China.

None of her classmates, except for the graduate school entrance examination, could be assigned to a tertiary hospital of the same grade as 912.

Even if you graduate from graduate school or doctorate, you can leave very few people behind. Feng Xuhui's words inadvertently touched the sensitive area in Liu Xiaojie's heart.

For medical students, large tertiary hospitals in China naturally have a sacred worship.

Is he so powerful?

If I can go to 912, I'm afraid I won't be able to sleep for a few days and nights. And this Mr. Zheng was still unwilling, so he forced 912 to send 4 hospitalized people to support in this ravine.

Seeing Liu Xiaojie's somewhat wooden expression, Feng Xuhui smiled, "Mr. Zheng is very powerful." ”

Liu Xiaojie was speechless, looking through the leaded glass, looking at the legendary Mr. Zheng who was undergoing surgery inside. It was him, Director Zhou Chunyong, who gave up the imported consumables that had been used for many years without hesitation, and did not hesitate to tear his face with the old relationship.

She wasn't stupid, and she knew that her failure was due to this reason.

It's just out that he doesn't want to admit it, or because Jung in is too young to look like a respectable professor but like a classmate. Deep in Liu Xiaojie's heart, there is still a trace of contempt.

"How could he do the operation alone?" Liu Xiaojie suddenly realized that something was wrong and asked in surprise.

Surgery is not done alone, this sentence was said by the teacher when she was in school, and she kept saying it, so she was impressed.

"There's no way, interventional surgery, there aren't many people in the first hospital in the city. Feng Xuhui said: "In the past, there were rich and noble people to help Mr. Zheng, and Brother Yun could also go up." But this time, Mr. Zheng came back in a hurry, so he could only go alone. ”

Fugui'er, this name ...... It's really full of local flavor, as if this is the second time Manager Feng has mentioned this name.

Unconsciously, Liu Xiaojie's impression of this place has deteriorated a little bit. Even the laminar air in the operating room that I breathe carries a smell of earth.

"Brother Feng, are you busy?" Shay walked in, her eyebrows were crooked, and she smiled at Feng Xuhui, but she didn't wait for Feng Xuhui to speak, so she habitually came to the corner but could have a bird's-eye view of the whole scene, and sat down in the operating room as soon as she had something to do.

Mr. Wang looked at the operation on the machine screen in the operation room and was a little confused.

He couldn't understand interventional surgery, but he could still see the problem in the basic films. Just like Boss Zheng's previous judgment, it was supramesenteric vein embolism.

The incidence of this disease is not high, and the likelihood of comorbidities is low. Boss Zheng's diagnosis is really amazing, Mr. Wang thought in his heart.

However, because he didn't know how to intervene in the operation, he couldn't appreciate the power of Boss Zheng's surgery, but he simply felt that the operation was done quickly.

It should be a very simple operation, Mr. Wang thought to himself. I hope that the video of this operation will be sent to Mr. Su so that they can get rid of the clutches of the director.

More than ten minutes later, the airtight lead door opened, and Shay and the itinerant nurse went in to pack up their things and help Zheng Ren do the puncture point dressing and bandage.

Mr. Wang quickly downloaded the operation video, then greeted Zheng Ren, and went to use the hotspot link to transmit the operation video.

"Mr. Su, the video has been sent to your mailbox. After sending it, Mr. Wang called the other side of the house.

On the phone, there was a faint roar from the head of the vascular department, who seemed to be angry because the phone rang to interrupt his train of thought.

Mr. Su was powerless to defend, and he didn't even have time to say a word to himself, so he hung up the phone in a hurry.

It's still the same, Mr. Wang smiled.

When I was at home, I felt that the style of the directors was a little rougher. But after coming out for a long time, I miss it a little.

I have learned and become proficient in many surgeries in this area, and I should be able to scare them when I go back, Mr. Wang thought with a smile.

Hurry up and go back, wait for the anesthesia to wake up completely, and carry the patient to the flat car with Zheng Ren and send him to the ICU for overnight care.

"The effect is not bad, and there is no need for catheter thrombolysis. Zheng Ren said: "Normally, the condition should gradually recover in about 3 days after surgery. If you feel uneasy, you can do a vascular CTA when the patient's condition allows. ”

"Oh, okay. "Mr. Wang felt that it was not a major operation, and he didn't need to pay special attention.

Even if you cut a piece of intestines, it's not a big deal, it's just a basic surgery.