Magic City, Hongqiao International Airport, a large banner was pulled in front of the airport entrance.

The banner is written in beautiful running script fonts - Welcome Professor Rudolph Wagner of Heidelberg University to China for exchange visits.

The University of Heidelberg is one of the oldest and highest-level universities in Germany.

Professor Rudolf Wagner is the leader in the medical intervention direction of the University of Heidelberg. His work focuses on the research of new clinical surgeries and is one of the leading figures in Germany's "Project of Excellence".

This time, Professor Rudolf Wagner was invited to China to participate in the study of prostate interventional embolism, and Baisheng International invested a lot.

But having money alone is definitely not enough.

If it weren't for the heart stent project, Professor Rudolph Wagner would have participated, and I'm afraid that this great god would not have been invited if I spent millions of dollars.

The director of a large Grade A hospital in the Magic City and the executive president of Baisheng International's Pan-East Asia and his subordinates were waiting at the airport early in the morning.

In the crowd, a typical German man walked out surrounded by several Chinese. He was about fifty years old, tall and golden hair shawl, and didn't look like a medical professor, but had a touch of literary atmosphere.

"Hello, Professor Rudolph Wagner." The dean and the executive president immediately met and extended their enthusiastic hand.

After a few greetings, the group walked out of the waiting hall.

Professor Rudolf Wagner was quite straightforward and asked while walking: "Are the surgical equipment ready?"

"The new production line has been delivered and can be provided for you no matter how thin the guidewire you need." said the executive president of Baisheng International with a smile.

"This is really good news. I only have three days to go back to Berlin to attend the award ceremony at Harlingenar." Professor Rudolf Wagner was obviously a serious person. He said whatever he said was a bit inconsistent with his artistic temperament.

"I know, your business is busy. But Professor Rudolph, don't you think this surgery will make you more famous in the medical field? That's the damn prostate. For countless years, elderly men have wanted to kill it, but now they only have rough surgical methods." The executive president of Bosheng International communicated with Professor Rudolph Wagner in German. It was obvious that he had fluent speaking skills and communication was not hindered.

The director of a Grade A hospital in the Magic City was confused, and the translator around him kept translating the words they communicated to him.

But I can't even get involved.

"This is indeed a problem," Professor Rudolf Wagner admitted.

"I think your halo needs extra divine power to bless you at the Haringenal Awards. I remember Mr. Mehal is eighty-three years old and he must be interested in your latest research."

The executive president is worthy of being a professional. With just a few words, Professor Rudolf Wagner is willing to devote more energy to completing this research.

"I have studied the operation. As long as the consumables can pass the level, the difficulty of the operation will be reduced by an order of magnitude. Damn it! Even if it is reduced by an order of magnitude, it is the most difficult operation in the interventional department, no doubt about it!" Although Professor Rudolf Wagner was moved, as one of the most famous professors, he knew the difficulty of prostate interventional embolism.

If it weren't difficult, the surgical procedure would have been formed long ago, so how could it be until now?

"It is precisely because it is difficult that your importance is highlighted. The elderly people in Sweden who are influential to the Nobel Prize will be very interested in your research. My God, I just hope that the news of your successful research will pass, so they should not be happy to have acute myocardial infarction."

Professor Rudolf Wagner was not interested in this joke. He also knew that a prostate surgery alone would not be able to reach the Nobel Prize in Medicine. However, those influential judges were old and would inevitably be troubled by the damn prostate.

This is a promising operation, and if it weren't for the difficulty, it would have been perfect.

When I walked out of the airport, a black business car had been waiting for a long time.

Professor Rudolf Wagner got in the car, and it was not until this time that the dean had time to talk to the professor.

All preparations were perfect. Professor Rudolph Wagner, the last executor, has come to China, and the rest is enough to complete the surgery.

This is a little difficult for Professor Rudolf Wagner, but it is not an insurmountable obstacle.

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Zheng Ren had no idea what was going on. He sat in the high room, bored and chatted with Xie Yiren with his cell phone.

In Haicheng, he never did this.

In this life, Mr. Zheng rarely chats with people. After all, the problem he has to face is to survive, not to have a mobile phone in his hand like Su Yun.

The work in Haicheng First Hospital was very stable, and there was no paralysis of emergency surgery due to Zheng Ren's departure.

However, Director Pan does not know how to laparoscopic surgery, and many emergency patients who need laparoscopic surgery are transferred to the inpatient department.

The operating room was very leisurely, and it was so leisurely that Xie Yiren had nothing to do. She wanted to go to the imperial capital to see if Zheng Ren had any surgery on this side.

The chat time passed quickly, so fast that Zheng Ren didn't feel it until Feng Xuhui walked into the high room with his meal.

After saying goodbye to Xie Yiren, Zheng Ren smiled and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Manager Feng."

"No, no, no, no." Feng Xuhui smiled.

This is the first time he has entered a high-end room in the Grade A Hospital of the Imperial Capital. Although the decoration is not luxurious and there is a bit of old fashionedness, being able to live in is a symbol of identity.

Feng Xuhui carefully pulled the movable dining table next to the bed board. Zheng Ren was stunned for a moment and smiled and said, "No need."

"He is not dead or disabled, what food is he eating in bed?" Su Yun said.

Seeing Feng Xuhui's helpless look, Zheng Ren didn't want to make things difficult for this young manager. After all, Zheng Haixia still had to accept Feng Xuhui's favor for his surgery.

After getting off the bed, he put the meal on the coffee table with Feng Xuhui. Su Yun was like an old man, and Ge You collapsed on the sofa, without any intention of helping.

Just as I was about to eat, the door rang.

"Please come in." Zheng Ren said.

The door was closed and not locked. The person outside twisted the handle and walked in.

It turned out to be Director Bao of the Department of Cardiac and Thoracic Surgery, and Zhao Yunlong followed him. Another person walked in with Director Bao, looking a little familiar, but Zheng Ren really couldn't remember who it was.
Chapter completed!