"Dou...dou..."

The phone was answered immediately.

"Xiao Hu, I have something to ask you." Peng Jia said first as soon as the phone was connected.

"Ah? Peng..."

"Boss Zheng is in Haicheng and is a professional general foreign exchange. Do you know his level? There is now a cholecystectomy surgery. Do you think Boss Zheng's level can be broadcast live?" Peng Jia interrupted Hu Yanhui and asked directly.

On the other side of the phone, Hu Yanhui was stunned by the question.

Ask yourself for such a big deal? I am just an engineer, the lowest level, and I need an engineer of 996.

How do you ask for your own opinions when it comes to major issues involving the life and death of a company?

Is this too much fun?

Hu Yanhui was stunned by the question for a moment and didn't dare to say a word.

I was silent for ten seconds. This period of time may be just a time to breathe twice in a calm state, but in the conference room, it seemed so embarrassing.

Time passed by, and Peng Jia noticed how much pressure his urgency brought to Hu Yanhui.

He tried to make his tone easier and said, "Xiao Hu, you only need to provide an understanding of Boss Zheng's situation, not to make a judgment. If anything happens, I will be responsible."

After saying this, Hu Yanhui's side is much better.

The ice melts.

"Mr. Peng, I heard from Boss Zheng's girlfriend that after Teacher Zheng came back from the front line a few days ago, he underwent an autologous liver transplantation surgery for hydatum liver in 912. Yesterday, I went to the general surgery department to get familiar with the environment and saw that the patient with hydatum liver disease went to the ground to move." Hu Yanhui said.

Is autologous liver transplantation? Although the people present are not doctors, they are engaged in medical-related industries and more or less understand some medical knowledge.

This is an extremely difficult general surgery. Boss Zheng can actually do it?

Yes, otherwise why did Professor Yang take Boss Zheng to the hospital for surgery in the middle of the night?

Hu Yanhui is still introducing what she knows, everything is very detailed, starting from what she thinks is the focus and explaining it step by step.

But Peng Jia has already got the answer she wants.

Although he does not know how to do surgery, he has an understanding of surgical grading and various rare diseases. After all, he is the president of a professional doctor website. In terms of business, if there are any problems, he will not go all the way to this day.

"Xiao Hu, prepare for your side. I'll contact Boss Zheng to prepare for the live broadcast of the operation." Peng Jia made a decision in an instant.

After hearing this, someone stood up and wanted to speak. Peng Jia raised his hand firmly to stop his subordinates' persuasion.

The phone was hung up, Peng Jia tapped the table with his fingers on the table, his thoughts flashed, and after firming his confidence, he said in a deep voice: "Autogenous liver transplantation, everyone here should know how difficult it is."

Everyone was silent.

Some people know, some people pretend to know.

"It is known as the last technical barrier in hepatobiliary surgery, and it is a landmark operation." Peng Jia said: "Maybe Hu Yanhui's information is wrong. It was performed by Professor Yang at 912 at home. Boss Zheng was just a temporary skill itch and went to be an assistant. But even so, there should be no problem. It's just a B-level operation, and the technical strength of 912 will be taken down."

"What if Professor Yang from Pubiao disagrees?" someone asked.

"The patient's family strongly requested that Professor Yang must consider this." Peng Jia was confident and continued: "I will call Boss Zheng to ask about the situation. If the problem is not big, I will contact the hospital to get this opportunity."

"Technical department, hurry up. If you can broadcast the surgery live, you must ensure zero mistakes." Peng Jia then stood up, grabbed her phone and walked out.

He urgently contacted all the big guys standing behind the scenes to clear this matter. But before doing this, there was one thing that had to be done - obtain Boss Zheng's consent and asked if he was sure to do the operation.

Peng Jia dialed the phone and the other side quickly started to answer.

"Boss Zheng, are you going to have an emergency surgery?" Peng Jia asked.

"Yeah." Zheng Ren replied absent-mindedly.

"The patient's family is related to a company employee. I heard that the live operation broadcast can reduce the cost of surgery. Due to family and financial reasons, they want the live operation broadcast. I didn't agree directly, Boss Zheng, look..." Peng Jia asked nervously.

"The operation is very difficult. It is not an ordinary porcelain gallbladder, but it is a lesion tissue eroded by tumors, but I can take it down. As for whether to broadcast live, because it is not our group's surgery, you need to get the permission of Professor Yang Ruiyang of Hepatobiliary Surgery." Zheng Ren said.

"Boss Zheng, is the operation very difficult?" Peng Jia was confused. Didn't he say that the difficulty coefficient was only level B.

"Well. How do you say it, you know the difficulty of liver transplant surgery," Zheng Ren asked.

"Know."

"The difficulty of surgery is one level higher than liver transplantation." Zheng Ren said: "I'm coming. If you want to have a live broadcast of the surgery, hurry up and contact Professor Yang."

"Uh..." Peng Jia became timid in an instant when he heard Zheng Ren's description, "I...I will contact Professor Yang in this interview, and let Hu Yanhui contact you at that time."

Not an ordinary surgery? Is it more difficult than a liver transplant?

This is a big deal. After so long, I can’t broadcast live. The difficulty of the operation is not B, but it directly becomes S!

This is not possible. Peng Jia immediately denied the idea of ​​live surgery in his heart.

...

Zheng Ren sat in Xie Yiren's car and the two rushed to the hospital.

It was still too far from Dongcheng to Xicheng, Zheng Ren thought to himself.

Peng Jia called and after hanging up, Xie Yiren looked at Zheng Ren in surprise and asked: "The surgery is very serious."

"Yes." Zheng Ren nodded, "If there is no accident, the patient should not be able to get out of Taiwan."

"..." Xie Yiren was stunned.

"I'm the accident, don't worry." Zheng Ren smiled, raised his hand and touched Xie Yiren's head, and said: "Today's surgery is a bit special. The equipment needed is different from the general gallbladder surgery."

"Oh? What do you want?"

"For example..." Zheng Ren told Xie Yiren about the equipment he needed. Xie Yiren nodded frequently, furry and very cute.

The night is getting deeper.

The bright lights of the metropolis illuminate Zheng Ren's way to undergo emergency surgery.

The night wind is gentle and gentle. The romance between the two of them is only on the way to the operating room, and it is warm for a moment.

After rushing to 912, Zheng Ren got out of the car and ran all the way, arrived at the sixth floor of the inpatient department, and rushed into the locker room.

The Palme d'Or is far away from the hospital, and the patient is hanging on the stage. Holding on every minute and every second is Zheng Ren's only thought.

As for the live broadcast of the operation, Zheng Ren has long forgotten.

It is a trivial matter to agree with him or not, and Professor Yang will definitely not agree with that.
Chapter completed!