Wang Xueteng held back a mouthful of old blood and said unhappily, "Professor Zhou, you say in advance, I can report to the company. This is too sudden and it is difficult for me to deal with it."

"Oh?" Zhou Congwen glanced at her and smiled slightly, "I thought you couldn't wait. It seems that I misunderstood it."

"..." Wang Xueteng didn't understand what Zhou Congwen was talking about at all.

"It's okay, don't make things difficult. If the company is not easy to take the bill, I will pay my personal money." Zhou Congwen said lightly, "Thank you for your hard work today, I think I owe you a favor."

After saying that, Zhou Congwen turned around and entered the operating room.

Wang Xueteng was stunned.

I just wanted to vent my dissatisfaction, but I didn't mean to humiliate Zhou Congwen. Although I really wanted to humiliate him, I grabbed his neck and told him to be polite to me, but do I have the courage to do this?

Why did Zhou Congwen get furious like a cat with a trampled tail?

"Professor Zhou... I don't mean that." Wang Xueteng quickly explained.

"Oh, I'm going to record the surgical video. This is a teaching video, but it has to be recorded as a public surgery video." Zhou Congwen did not respond at all, but arranged his work directly.

Wang Xueteng felt powerless.

Really fucking!

Why doesn’t Zhou Congwen get in?

If you have something to ask yourself, what's wrong with saying a few polite words? Why should he...

Forget it, he is the closed disciple of Mr. Huang, who is in charge of the work of the academician workstation and has to rely on others to make a living.

Wang Xueteng went to the locker room to change clothes with grievances and entered the operating room silently. He originally wanted to find a corner to avoid affecting the operation and was scolded by Zhou Congwen again.

But after entering the operating room, I saw what Shen Lang and Zhou Congwen were studying.

"Manager Wang, follow up with the camera." Zhou Congwen didn't even look at Wang Xueteng, but just waved to her back, "Here, pay attention to the angle."

Wang Xueteng was curious about recording teaching videos? What kind of teaching is it?

The camera followed up, and Zhou Congwen began to explain the principle of the catheter in front of the lens.

After hearing less than three sentences, Wang Xueteng felt an electric current penetrated the slippers from the soles of his feet. He ignored the physical principles of the insulator. From bottom to top, he followed his legs and his spine straight into the sky spirit cover.

Recently, the company was beaten by Lanco, with a bruised nose and a very embarrassed face.

It is said that the new thrombolytic catheter produced by Lanco in Cleveland's laboratory has good compliance, strong manipulation and penetration... In short, everything is better than Olida's products, and it is not a little bit, with obvious advantages.

However, the catheter that Zhou Congwen introduced, which looked very ordinary, did not require thrombolysis, and could completely remove the emboli!

He is sure he is not kidding?!

Wang Xueteng cherishes job opportunities very much. She studies all the techniques and related diseases that Olida produces and the consumables related to Olida.

In essence, Wang Xueteng even thinks he is better than many doctors.

After a few words, she understood what Zhou Congwen meant.

All the arrogance, disdain and embarrassment of myself turned into reasonable explanations.

It turns out that I really didn’t understand what Zhou Congwen meant.

Wang Xueteng burst into tears.

This is not an ordinary catheter at all. If the blood clot is removed successfully by the operation...

Wang Xueteng's heart suddenly became boiling. She understood very well what the recording of the teaching surgery video meant.

But in an instant, Wang Xueteng recalled what Zhou Congwen said just now - I thought you couldn't wait, it seemed that I was wrong to see it.

Master, you understand correctly, I was wrong!

Wang Xueteng shouted in his heart.

Unfortunately, Zhou Congwen couldn't hear it.

He was concentrating on the mechanism of the duct removal catheter and how to operate it, plus some control of surgical details.

Shen Lang was thinking, Director Teng Feiteng's eyes flashed, and it seemed that he could not wait to have surgery.

Zhou Congwen didn't say much, and he began the operation after briefly explaining the mechanism of the duct removal catheter.

"Director Teng, don't go there." Zhou Congwen said bluntly, "I will take Shen Lang to do this surgery."

Teng Fei's face was full of regret, entanglement, and even a little hideous.

Although she was reluctant to leave, she did not question Zhou Congwen's words, but just sighed softly.

Wang Xueteng looked at Zhou Congwen who was wearing a lead-clothing brush, and his understanding of him became clearer in his heart.

Teng Fei is not a good-tempered person, and it is impossible for him to become a director even if he has a good temper. Even if he is a director, it is impossible for him to take his subordinates to risk one accident and one machine to develop new technologies.

According to Wang Xueteng's understanding, Teng Fei has a very irritable temper.

However, it is such a female tyrannosaurus-like director, the female director of menopause, who is well-behaved in front of Zhou Congwen like a little loli.

It was obvious that Teng Fei wanted to have surgery, but when faced with Zhou Congwen's decision, she didn't even dare to fart, even if she was just an assistant.

Wang Xueteng stood silently behind, carefully avoiding the camera and the only way to come back when Zhou Congwen brushed his hands.

Don't mess with this guy!

I had made a mistake just now, and Wang Xueteng didn't want to make a second one, so I definitely didn't want to.

Zhou Congwen had to finish brushing his hands earlier than Shen Lang, and he didn't bother to do it. He disinfected it when he came up and placed a sterile sheet.

It took a few minutes before Shen Lang walked in like a tin man in a dress.

Zhou Congwen only wore a lead suit, but Shen Lang had all kinds of equipment all over his body, and he piled up dozens of kilograms, making it a bit troublesome to walk.

"You get used to this operation first. The lead clothes you ordered for you will be home these days and you need to exercise every day. Just your bean sprout body must be exercised properly. Otherwise, you can't even wear the lead clothes, so why do you take the surgery?" Zhou Congwen had already laid a sterile sheet and teased Shen Lang.

"I don't have to wear so much. You see, don't you just wear a lead dress?"

"Can you compare with me? I can do surgery, you can." Zhou Congwen directly retorted all Shen Lang's complaints.

Shen Lang could only take difficult steps to come to the operating table, helping Zhou Congwen to help the wire guide and do some work within his ability.

At the beginning of the operation, the camera team Wang Xueteng found was very professional and he never missed a frame of the picture.

Because Zhou Congwen’s requirements are relatively simple, they are just teaching operations, and the intervention DSA machine itself has storage functions, so the images can be exported, so the camera team only needs to follow Zhou Congwen’s actions.

Wang Xueteng stared at Zhou Congwen's surgical movements with wide eyes.

The puncture is made with an indwelling artery sheath on the right radial artery. Zhou Congwen did these most basic operations in an orderly manner and could not tell the difference between them and others.

When the guide wire went down and started stepping on the thread, Wang Xueteng stubbornly did not go out, but put on a lead coat and left it in the operating room.

What Zhou Congwen took out was so important to Olida. Wang Xueteng knew very well that this was his opportunity.
Chapter completed!