"President, Dr. Zheng's interventional embolization is me... definitely the world's top." Director Jing revised an attributive, still feels insufficient.
Just the top in the world? It doesn't seem to be able to.
He studied at the Johns Hopkins Hospital in the United States. On that side, I saw surgery to remove the lumbar transverse artery before the lumbar vertebrae. Even the interventional section of the Johns Hopkins Hospital, which is the same as the Mayo Clinic, would not make the surgery look like this.
However, the director of the scene changed a new word, and he could not think of it in a short time.
The world's top, is already the most adjective adjective in the three views of the director, what else? No matter how strong, Director Jing really didn't know what to say.
"Yeah." Yan Dean did not speak, just snorted with his nose.
They were talking, and the Shea people came in from the door, holding a white metal box in their hands.
Xiaoyi people sneak away and try not to disturb the directors and the leaders of the hospital.
“Iraq?” Director Kong wanted to ask the Xie Yi people in Haicheng. The Xie Yi people were not prepared. As soon as they turned around, the lower right corner of the metal box just hit Zhao Wenhua, who was hiding in the corner.
"What are you doing!" Zhao Wenhua rubbed his legs and glared at the Xie.
"Sorry, Professor Zhao." Xie Yi quickly apologized. "I am sorry, sorry."
"What are you jealous?" Director Kong asked.
This box, when I got off the plane, I saw Zheng Boss squatting, knowing that it was a gift from Dr. Charles to Zheng Ren. But I did not expect that the Shea people would get the operation room. It’s just Zhao Wenhua’s goods, and even Zheng’s girlfriend, Director Kong, can’t want to see the scene of Zheng Bo’s and Zhao Wenhua’s five steps in the operating room.
"Director Kong, a doctor of Mayo gave Zheng Ren's surgical instruments." The Xie Yi whispered, no tension, no cramps, and generous. She flashed her big eyes and instantly understood that Director Kong was helping himself.
"Hey..." Zhao Wenhua stunned.
"Pre-existing Zheng Ren let the disinfection, I see that the surgery outside the chest and the chest is done, it is estimated that it can not be used, it will come out." Xie Yi people smiled and explained.
"Is it a small gift from Mayo's doctor?" Yan Yuan suddenly had an interest. He sat in a chair, twisted slightly, and the chair rotated, asking the Xie.
"should be."
Mr. Yan is somewhat happy.
Before listening to Ye Qingqiu, Zheng Ren was hired as a visiting professor at the Mayo Clinic. This kind of thing can be really fake, big or small. Although a visiting professor has been able to prove Zheng Ren's status and level of surgery, he always feels that he is too young and somewhat unstable.
And the gift from a doctor of Mayo is still a surgical instrument, which has more interpretation.
"What is the manufacturer? Open and let me open my eyes." Yan Dean smiled and smiled mildly.
"Oh." The Xie Yi looked up and saw that Zheng Ren had stepped down through the lead glass. He went over and put the white metal box in front of the screen of the console to open the box.
The box is exquisitely designed and all three-dimensional space is used to the fullest. The five levels are opened up and down, left and right, quietly, and nearly a hundred surgical instruments are displayed in front of everyone.
The well-informed and strict director also stunned. This is definitely not a manufacturer's standard equipment, but a privately-made surgical instrument!
At the place, some people are the first-rate cows in the domestic medical industry. The surgical instruments of various manufacturers and brands are well-known.
Just looking at it, I know that it is a custom-made surgical instrument, and the level of handcuffs has reached a perfect level.
Good is good, but the price is definitely the best in the world. Even the director of the 912 will not have to order so many things.
Director Jing is closer, he sees the most clearly.
The surgical instruments were in the white box, watching him as indifferent as the countless flirtatious girls. Although the attitude was indifferent, the director of Jing still ignored the existence of the dean, and could not help but reach out and touched a hemostasis pliers with a pointed finger.
There is still the temperature after the disinfection, the warmth is like the hand of a lover.
It is a pity that there is no axe saw. It is estimated that the person who sent the surgical instruments is not an orthopedics. The director of Jing is somewhat sorry, but only a hemostatic forceps will take his soul away.
It’s not enough to touch it. Jing Director gently dropped his hand and gently took out the hemostatic forceps. It is light and hard, and the position of the buckle is almost nanometer.
All the surgical instruments I have seen before, in front of this handle hemostasis, are completely eclipsed.
Director Jing felt the temperature. He extended his left hand and gently bounced the hemostasis with his fingers to feel the texture.
It is a feeling of rare metal, but it has strong toughness. If this is to be done... the director of Jing is hot.
Director Kong is an interventional doctor. He usually has less hemostatic forceps and other surgical instruments. There is not much feeling.
It’s just that he looks at the director’s appearance, and he knows it. This is a set of treasures.
"Who gave it to Dr. Zheng?" Although he felt that the surgical equipment was good, he had been out of the clinic for decades. The stunned girls' general surgical instruments did not make him feel much.
The point that President Yan’s attention is about the personal relationship between Zheng Ren and Mayo Clinic was sent to me by Dr. Charles Moore. "Zheng Ren walked out of the operating room, a slight glimpse, and some unhappy in his heart, passing through the crowd, blocking in front of the silver-white box, blocking the eyes of others.
"Charles Moore? Yes..."
"I used to be a surgeon, but later engaged in basic research, and won the Nobel Prize in biology and medicine twenty-eight years ago." Zheng Ren explained to Yan Dean that he almost grabbed the hemostatic forceps from the director of Jing. Put it in the box and close the box.
Yan Dean only stunned for less than 0.1 seconds. Seeing Zheng Ren’s childish movement, he smiled slightly and said: “Dr. Charles sent you surgical instruments, so you must use it to save the sick.”
"Yeah." Zheng Ren nodded. At this moment, he felt countless hostile eyes.
If a box of dollars is placed here, I am afraid that there will not be so many greedy and hostile eyes. But for doctors, especially surgeons, what a box of privately-made surgical instruments means is self-evident.
Zheng Ren used his body to block the white box, not to look at those sly eyes.
“How many times can you disinfect?”
"It is said that I will not use it in my life."
“What about the surgical blade?” Yan Yuan’s thoughts were meticulous and asked.
"This is a headache. The ordinary blade can't be pressed. It's too big. You need to order the blade in the factory in Osterlai Town. Dr. Charles sent me three hundred." Zheng Ren replied.
Oh, many envious eyes are even stronger.
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