The Surgeon's Studio

Peng Jia was very happy.

The numbers on the computer screen showed that his decision was correct. This included the fact that he did not rush to negotiate with venture capital after he started the live broadcast of the surgery. Instead, he chose to delay the time.

There was a certain risk, but Peng Jia judged that the risk was not high. On the other hand, boss Zheng's side, at the current speed of development, might give him a surprise.

As expected!

Peng Jia was very satisfied with herself.

This was his vision and business intuition. He was indeed a genius!

If he signed the contract with venture capital in a hurry, he would be the one banging his head against the wall. Who would have thought that boss Zheng would be so capable that he would perform the surgery at Mayo Clinic?

No, he had livestreamed the surgery at Maio clinic.

That's not right, they're doing a live broadcast of teaching surgeries at Maio's clinic!

After repeatedly correcting her wrong point of view, Peng Jia was also a little dazed.

Once again, the server was urgently increased. Now, the apricot garden could accommodate 100000 people online at the same time.

Although there were not that many doctors in the world who watched the live broadcast of the surgery, Peng Jia was no longer willing to update the server again and again.

How many times had he leveled up since that mysterious account? Peng Jia would rather save some extra than rush the order.

Who knew what new tricks boss Zheng could come up with.

Just like this time, he suddenly went to Maio clinic and even had a surgery tutorial. And Dr. Smith from Maho clinic agreed to livestream teaching surgeries!

All of these sentences and scenes seemed unrealistic to Peng Jia.

Reality was more bizarre than novels. It was indeed so. Was it because reality was illogical? Or did human beings not know what logic was?

Regardless, everything turned into a stream of data in front of Peng Jia's eyes.

Peng Jia was very satisfied with him. However, as a businessman, he realized that such an occasional event could not last.

But it didn't matter. He smiled.

Now, he could probably have a talk with venture capital.

Thinking of this, Peng Jia's heart moved. He picked up his phone, found Hu Yanhui's number, and dialed it.

"Manager Peng, how are you?" The signal on the other side of the phone was slightly bad, but they could still communicate.

"Little Hu, there's something you need to pay more attention to."

"Please speak."

"Is there any new movement from boss Zheng's side? you must report to me as soon as possible." Peng Jia said seriously.

"Recently ... I heard from Brother Yun that he's going to Germany's heideburg University." Hu Yanhui was a little nervous. Peng Jia could imagine that Hu Yanhui's face was probably red and black.

However, Peng Jia knew about this. He comforted Hu Yanhui and asked her to keep an eye on boss Zheng's situation and report to him at any time.

After hanging up the phone, Peng Jia stood by the window. On the large floor – to – Ceiling window, her shadow seemed to merge with the Huangpu River across the road.

"Looks like I'll have to get closer to boss Zheng in the future," Peng Jia thought.

...

When some people were happy, there would naturally be others who were unhappy.

They also watched the live stream of the surgery through the night. Some people gained an understanding of TIPS surgery, while some people gained a huge business opportunity.

Some people, on the other hand, only gained negative emotions such as failure, frustration, regret, and anger.

Zhao Wenhua's eyes were filled with negative emotions. He was sitting at home. The study room was already blue from his smoking.

However, he didn't notice that his eyes were almost closed from the smoke. He was still staring at the tablet, which had lost its signal, in a daze.

They had really seen a ghost!

As an atheist, this was what Zhao Wenhua said the most recently.

Last night, Lin Ge had dragged him out to a quiet place and persuaded him for two to three hours.

Lin Ge drank three pots of tea, but he still couldn't convince Zhao Wenhua. He was determined and did not believe that he could not move this little fellow.

In the end, Lin Ge also sighed. This old classmate of his was probably possessed.

After they parted ways with a helpless sigh, Zhao Wenhua had been trying to figure out Zheng Ren's weakness. Being able to go to Maio for surgery was not a big deal ... It was indeed very impressive, but it was not uncommon to fail miserably in an easy task.

Zheng Ren definitely wouldn't do it flawlessly. There must be something that he didn't notice.

The invitation for freelance surgery and the registration were already in the past. Even though Zhao Wenhua couldn't help but feel irritated when he thought about the dark and dirty tricks, he immediately threw all these thoughts out of his mind.

What else was there? As a doctor, Zheng Ren had articles, scientific research, surgeries, and connections!

It was simply impeccable.

All of a sudden, Zhao Wenhua smacked his head and it hurt.

Zheng Ren, with a bachelor's degree, was an attending physician! He didn't even have the qualifications to be a specialist.

The image in his mind was of Department Director Kong happily preparing the materials after Zheng Ren left the hospital in the morning.

He glanced at it and saw that the format seemed to be materials for advancement.

Department Director Kong was already at a higher position, and there was no way for him to be promoted. And who these materials were prepared for, was there a need to say?

Zhao Wenhua cursed in his heart. By the time Zheng Ren returned, a Ward had been prepared at the eastern Oncology Department. Zheng Ren swaggered away. He wanted to see where Department Director Kong would put his face.

He was in such a hurry to suck up to a little doctor, and he even personally prepared the materials! He even had to do such trivial work, it was simply kneeling and licking her boots! As the director of a Department, he had the nerve to do so!

Where's your face? do you still want face? Zhao Wenhua thought to himself.

Because of his hatred for Zheng Ren, Zhao Wenhua also hated Department Director Kong.

However, he only dared to criticize him in his mind. He did not dare to reveal anything in front of Department Director Kong. Department Director Kong was old now, and he was not very willing to get angry. If it were ten years ago ...

Advancement? Zheng Ren seemed to still be an attending physician, and now was not the time for him to be promoted in large batches. Zhao Wenhua continued to look for clues. He reckoned that Department Director Kong wanted to make an exception for Zheng Ren.

An exception for promotion to Associate Chief physician, heh! Zhao Wenhua sneered.

He was just an Associate Chief physician ... He was not even an Associate Chief physician, but he could actually cause such a big storm.

Really F * cking hell! Zhao Wenhua cursed in his heart.

Was it that easy to make an exception? Nonsense. No matter who wanted to make an exception, it would be very difficult.

Most people or things were not easy to make sugar, but it was sour to make vinegar. Even if it wasn't a violation of principles, the conditions were harsh. It was simply too difficult to meet so many conditions.

Just this point alone was enough to stop Zheng Ren from becoming an attending physician. He was going to advance? A few years later.

Don't even think about advancing. If you can successfully break the rules, I'll take your surname! Zhao Wenhua snuffed out the cigarette in his hand, and a spark splashed on his hand.

Hiss~~~