Chapter 107 Publicity and Promotion to Send Warmth

Haicheng City, City First Hospital, Emergency Interventional Catheterization Laboratory.

"Zheng Ren, keep a copy of the image data." Su Yun finished pressing the hemostasis, put the patient on a flat car, took off the lead coat after being sent away by the urology surgeon, and said in the operating room.

"Oh." Zheng Ren didn't ask what he wanted to do.

Su Yun was not in a hurry to change his clothes, standing quietly behind Zheng Ren, watching Zheng Ren scan frame by frame images, picking out meaningful node-style images and saving them.

After about ten minutes, Zheng Ren completed his work, printed an image and handed it to Deputy Director Shen of the Urology Department.

The images are typical. Although he will not perform interventional surgery, Deputy Director Shen can still explain to the patient's family what the surgery has done and what may happen after the surgery.

"There is probably a blood clot in the bladder..." Zheng Ren muttered.

Deputy Director Shen smiled, "Mr. Zheng, we can handle this. Thank you very much this time. Let's have dinner together another day."

"I'm hospitalized, I can't leave."

"It's only a year, it's still a long time." Deputy Director Shen left the interventional catheterization room with a smile.

Zheng Ren stretched his waist, and the end of the emergency treatment always brought a sense of relaxation.

At this time, the phone rang.

"Zheng Ren, come to my office." Director Pan's bold voice came out.

"Okay." Zheng Ren hurriedly stood up, even across the phone, it was as if Director Pan was right in front of him.

The corners of Su Yun's mouth twitched slightly, forcing a sneer.

The two changed their clothes and went straight to Director Pan's office on the first floor of the emergency building.

Knocking on the door and entering, I saw a young man in a suit sitting on a chair chatting with Director Pan.

"Zheng Ren, this is the sales manager of the domestic Changfeng MicroPort, Manager Feng." Director Pan introduced Zheng Ren when he saw Zheng Ren coming in.

Manager Feng, who was twenty-five or six years old, looked very young. After hearing the introduction from Director Pan, he quickly stood up, but he couldn't see clearly, stretched out two hands, lowered his head slightly, and said very politely: " Hello, I'm Feng Xuhui, you can just call me Xiao Feng."

"Manager Feng, hello, I'm Director Pan's soldier, Zheng Ren."

"You are Mr. Zheng. I was listening to Director Pan's praise for you just now. I didn't expect you to be so young." Manager Feng didn't take a closer look at Zheng Ren until this time.

"Don't be polite, sit down and talk." Director Pan waved his hand and said, "Xiao Zheng, didn't Chang Yue say a few days ago that there is a patient in need of help, the Changfeng MicroPort where this manager Feng is located is a domestic company. An emerging minimally invasive consumables company is doing technology promotion."

Zheng Ren knew in his heart, it turned out to be like this.

In order to sell products, medical device companies, similar to shopping malls, initially promoted them for free.

However, because the technical level of medical devices is very high, there are only a few large companies in the world. In recent years, large-scale imitations have been carried out in China, such as Tianjin MicroPort and this Paternalistic MicroPort.

"Then thank Manager Feng first." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Domestic medical devices can reduce the hospitalization costs of patients, which is a blessing for patients."

"Mr. Zheng, you are too kind." Manager Feng was obviously a fresh graduate, and he was a little shy when he spoke.

Just by looking at Manager Feng, Zheng Ren can guess that this paternalistic company does not pay enough attention to the Haicheng market.

If it were a larger market, a shrewd and powerful salesman would definitely be sent to handle the relationship with the relevant hospital, and a student who had just graduated would never be allowed to come here.

But people come to send warmth, so I can't say anything.

"If you need anything, just talk to Manager Feng." Director Pan said with a smile.

Manager Feng only eased his emotions at this time and remembered his purpose.

"Director Pan, Mr. Zheng, the company's support this time is very strong." Manager Feng said with a smile: "Because Haicheng's interventional operation is not strong, this time, Professor Pei Yingjie from the Modu Hepatobiliary Hospital came to preach. and surgery."

"Huh?" Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment. This script exceeded his expectations. He originally thought that he was doing it himself, that he was looking for someone to beg for alms and find some free consumables.

"Professor Pei Yingjie is a well-known expert in the country and one of the editorial board members of Interventional Surgery." Manager Feng began to recite Professor Pei Yingjie's resume just like the text, which was a little jerky.

Zheng Ren smiled and pretended to listen to Manager Feng's introduction seriously.

Since he is a professor from the magic capital, his technical level should not be bad. Zheng Ren doesn't care. It's just a third-level surgery.

As long as Zheng Yunxia's tumor is under control, the goal will be achieved. Zheng Ren has no plans to do it himself.

Five minutes later, Manager Feng nervously recited Professor Pei Yingjie's resume, which he had memorized countless times, and his mind was open-minded.

The hands that have been trembling are no longer trembling.

"When will Professor Pei arrive?" Director Pan asked.

"If the preoperative preparations are completed, he will be there the next day." Manager Feng said.

"Okay." Zheng Ren stood up, stretched out his hand again and shook Manager Feng enthusiastically, and said, "I'll do the preparatory work now. Manager Feng will leave a phone call, and I'll contact you when I'm done."

Manager Feng was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Zheng Ren to be so motivated at work. He quickly took out his mobile phone and exchanged phone numbers and WeChat with Zheng Ren.

Leaving Director Pan's office, Su Yun sighed and said, "It's still a small temple."

"It's good to have it. If you change to a township hospital, people won't bother to come." Zheng Ren didn't care, and walked quickly to the emergency ward.

"You are a hospital chief, 24365, why are you leaving in such a hurry?"

24365 is a joke in the hospital, that is, the total hospitalization is 365 days a year, and you have to be in the hospital 24 hours a day.

Come to think of it, who would be in a hurry in their own home?

"Go back and read." Zheng Ren dropped a cold sentence and walked up the fire escape to the second floor without looking back.

"No wonder the single dog. The worst thing in the school is a nerd like you... It seems that you can't be called a nerd. You did a good job in surgery."

Zheng Ren was really too lazy to pay attention to this guy. When he returned to the office, he saw that Chang Yue was writing his medical records, and he said, "Let Zheng Yunxia come to the hospital. There is no contraindication to surgery for the preoperative examination. Professor Pei from the Modu Hepatobiliary Hospital will come for the surgery.

"Yeah!" Chang Yue rarely showed a happy expression in front of Zheng Ren, "Is it free?"

"Well, Changfeng Microinvasive contact." Zheng Ren said, sitting at the table and reopening "Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery".

Su Yun held the mobile phone in his hand, and was accustomed to sitting behind Zheng Ren and fiddling with it.

Zheng Ren seemed to be able to hear the sound of the enemy arriving on the battlefield 30 seconds later. Chang Yue picked up the phone and started contacting Zheng Yunxia to be hospitalized.

Su Yun's mobile phone played a video of Zheng Ren's interventional surgery.

He held the phone in his left hand and twisted his right hand slightly, as if to simulate an operation.

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