But Li Xiaochen didn't expect that Zheng Ren's face did not change, and he still looked indifferent, saying, "One and a half million."

Li Xiaochen felt a little nervous. Did he say he was late? Is there a headhunting company that has already taken the lead?

He bit his back teeth and added: "After tax!"

Under the background of the promulgation of the new tax law, the two words after tax are worth hundreds of thousands of yuan.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren's expression on his face did not change at all, like an old monk, wearing the micro guide wire in his hand.

"Our hospital has the best interventional surgical equipment that can show your technical level in all aspects." Li Xiaochen continued to add, "And not accepting emergency services, all patients are at their own expenses, and there is no worries about quarrel with the Medical Insurance Bureau."

There is no emergency room, so there is no need to worry about the patient's financial problems. Two other weights have been added.

"Oh, your hospital is really good." This time, Zheng Ren said a little more.

Not enough?

Li Xiaochen felt that he should leave cautiously. This young man was afraid that he would open his mouth and ask for a sky-high price.

But he was not at all willing to accept it because he saw a calmness in Zheng Ren's eyes, as if million yuan, world-class equipment, and a good medical environment were not important to him.

As long as you are a doctor, these are the most important things, and no one will ignore them.

What does he want?

Li Xiaochen pondered, pondered, thought hard...

"Director Li, if nothing happens, I'm here..." Zheng Ren quickly issued an order to expel guests.

Weird, Li Xiaochen saw a doctor like Zheng Ren for the first time.

If you want to poach people, the most important thing is to know what the other person is thinking.

However, Li Xiaochen only saw the calmness that was not consistent with his age from Zheng Ren's eyes. No matter what he said, he did not reveal his true thoughts.

Facing the order to expel guests, Li Xiaochen had to stand up, said a few words of scenes, and then closed the door and said goodbye.

As he went downstairs, Li Xiaochen was unwilling to admit defeat and he didn't believe it, because some people couldn't dig it.

Such people do not exist at all, the difference is just how much they are asking for.

Li Xiaochen then began to pick up his phone and glance at the time. At 14 o'clock in the afternoon, he began to contact the headhunting company to find all the clues that were related to Zheng Ren.

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...

Meanwhile, in Germany, eight o'clock in the morning.

Professor Rudolph Wagner woke up from his sleep, washed up and turned on his cell phone, and saw dozens of messages.

Fortunately, my phone was set to sleep last night. Professor Rudolph Wagner was not in a hurry, but was glad that he was not disturbed by sleep. He turned off his phone and went downstairs to have breakfast first.

"Rudolph, it's so early." When he went downstairs, the professor met a doctor who came to attend the Harlem Gonall Awards Ceremony. As soon as he met, the doctor greeted him warmly.

"Good morning, August little," said Professor Rudolf Wagner.

"Professor, do you know the news in the early morning?" August looked at Professor Rudolph Wagner with a strange look.

"Message?" The professor immediately realized that it should be a message in his hand or something else.

But what important things can be found?

"When we were sleeping yesterday, a doctor in China gave a live broadcast of surgery, broadcasting prostate interventional embolism. Yes, it is the new surgery you completed in China a few days ago."

Professor Rudolf Wagner smiled and said nothing.

"All I can say is that those hands were given by God, and failure is not your fault."

Failure? What failure?

Professor Rudolph Wagner's face became serious. He took out his cell phone in confusion and opened his email.

Speaking of interventional embolism, how could someone do it better than himself? It's the hand of God! That damn prostate, he has reached the limit of human beings.

The emails in the email are all sent to you from the early morning until now.

Professor Rudolf Wagner clicked the email from Huang Zhishan, executive president of Pan East Asia, Bosheng International.

The email content was very simple. Huang Zhishan sent a recording of the surgery and asked the professor if he could perform better surgery.

His eyes must have been stuck with cheese, and all the cream flowed out of his mind.

How could someone do better than themselves? Professor Rudolph Wagner is still full of confidence.

Take a look? The professor clicked on the download and prepared to have breakfast first. He should not be affected by these damn things.

He looked at other emails, and the content was similar, but most of them asked about the operation in a vague tone.

Could it be that Chinese man did the surgery better than himself?

Impossible...Impossible.

Professor Rudolph Wagner sat at the dining table in confusion, and his cell phone suddenly rang.

The phone number is from Sweden and was called by Professor Mehal from Stockholm.

Rudolph has always had a good relationship with him, one of the Nobel Prize in Medicine.

"Rudolph, I just received a video of the operation from the East, and the operation can almost be said to be perfect." Mehal is already in his eighties, but he is energetic and speaks in a low voice, but he is full of majesty.

Rudolf Wagner's movements were frozen, as if he had turned into an ice sculpture, and his whole body was filled with cold air.

"Have you watched the video?" Mehal asked.

"Dear professor, I haven't had time to see it yet." Rudolf Wagner said respectfully.

"Then let's take a look if you have time," said Mehal. "I originally thought the surgery was great after watching your surgery video, which gave me hope. But do you know, after watching that video, if my assistant hadn't stopped me, I think I'd already set off on a flight to China."

"..." Rudolf Wagner realized the critical situation and immediately said: "Dear professor, I will fly to China immediately to meet the surgeon. Please rest assured that I will prepare the safest surgery for you."

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Mehal said and hung up the phone.

Professor Rudolf Wagner is a top expert in intervention, and because he understands it, he is confused.

That damn prostate!

How could anyone do better than themselves!

Professor Rudolph Wagner had already prepared relevant knowledge reserves in order to perform this surgery.

Originally, these preparations were to deal with the prostate hypertrophy that had been bothering him, but by chance, they were invited by Bai Sheng International.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was pleased to come to China for an interventional embolization.

There was no problem with the surgery itself, and Rudolph could be sure of it.

And he couldn't imagine any possibility of improvement in the surgery.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was full of curiosity, what did the Oriental, known as the hand of God, do to that damn prostate!
Chapter completed!