The domestic aegisy filter has now become an old antique. Besides, even if it is still in use, he, a sales manager with Changfeng minimally invasive products, usually prepares old models of venous filters.

"Xiao Feng is right." Zheng Ren nodded after being silent for a few seconds, "Did you bring the recycling device?"

"Take it." Feng Xuhui took out the professional equipment from 7 years ago and placed it at Zheng Ren's hand, and returned to the transparent state.

If the filter is not displaced, the normal recycling method is to use a 10f guide tube to wrap the recycling hook at the bottom with a trap, and push the guide tube upward to recycle the filter.

At that time, in order to compete with imported products, it is more convenient and strengthen the habits of clinicians, the manufacturer designed a special trap, which makes recycling filters more convenient.

As for the moment... the products have been updated long ago, and few doctors who have undergone surgery still remember the old products.

Even Director Sun Chao and Director Sun only remembers the domestic aegisy filter. This thing is not a token of love. If it is okay, who would have a special liking for a consumable?

"Boss, I'll try it?" Su Yun said behind Zheng Ren.

"Okay, I'll be your assistant." Zheng Ren said, "Let's try it. If it works, it will solve the problem quickly. If it doesn't work, please find a general who can open his stomach."

Zheng Ren threw down a sentence and went to Su Yun to wear lead clothes, brush his hands, and prepare for surgery.

Sun Chao looked at Boss Zheng's back and was slightly stunned, then immediately followed him trotting.

Mao Chi found it interesting and carefully looked at the young equipment dealer who limped and stepped on his thunderous steps.

He sorted out the box, picked up several kinds of consumables and put them in a sterile bag, and held them in his arms. Then he closed the box, put the two boxes in a place that was not in trouble and then went to wear lead clothes.

"Xiao Feng, right?" Mao Chi asked with a smile.

"Director Mao, it's me, Feng Xuhui who is slightly wounded by Changfeng." Feng Xuhui bowed and pressed his head against his face, looking humble.

"What are you doing for an outdated domestic aegisy filter? Boss Zheng often uses it?"

"Emm... Didn't this be it that Boss Zheng went to the imperial capital to rescue the Taiwan Strait some time ago and encountered a patient whose drainage tube had been in his body for more than ten years?" Feng Xuhui said the truth, "It took a lot of effort to get the drainage tube at that time. When I came back, I thought that we usually use filters, so I carefully studied it."

"What are you finding?" Mao Chi asked with interest.

"I found that the domestic aegisy filter has its own matching removal device, which can be replaced, but if there are similar patients, it will be smoother with the original device. I was also preventing it, but I didn't expect it to happen."

"It's because of this?" Mao Chi was a little disbelief.

"Uh... Director Mao, there's no reason." Feng Xuhui looked at Mao Chi sincerely and said, "My job is to make President Zheng's surgery smoother as much as possible. This is also the original purpose of all consumables marketing managers. At that time, I thought that once I encountered it, President Zheng might ask me for it."

As he said that, Feng Xuhui's eyes narrowed, and Mao Chi knew that he was smiling.

"Domestic aegisy filters are rare. I'm looking for friends from Shenzhen to find an old product that was found in the manufacturer's warehouse."

"The probability is too small." Mao Chi didn't understand. Is this child really a tough guy or a lucky guy?

"As long as Mr. Zheng may need it, I have to prepare." Feng Xuhui said firmly.

Mao Chi knew about the throat mask of the third generation explorer, but that was a high-tech product, and even 912 did not come in. He chose to prepare some truth. It was just this outdated product...

"Does other products also exist?" Mao Chi asked.

"Most of them are there. The box I just called the old goods market by my assistant." Feng Xuhui put on his lead clothes, making it even more inconvenient to walk. He still handed over consumables with the nurse, especially the barcode, and specially told the nurse to keep it.

This thing needs to be posted in the medical record to prove that it is a professional equipment and has legal effects.

Mao Chi also put on a lead coat and did not go to see the operation. Instead, he stood beside Feng Xuhui and asked, "Old goods are basically useless."

"It's basically useless, but you have to prepare relevant consumables."

"What else do you have?" Mao Chi was so interested in this small consumables vendor now. He subverted all the concepts of the consumables vendor he had established before.

"The trunk of my car is full of 21 major categories and 978 consumables. According to Mr. Zheng's different operations, I brought the corresponding trolley case in. My assistant was outside and was carrying two boxes that might be used."

"..." Mao Chi sighed slightly, but he was still a little curious, or unwilling to accept it.

"What if Mr. Zheng went to other hospitals for surgery and no interventional surgery was performed?"

"Mr. Zheng can perform interventional surgery as long as he has a gastrointestinal machine. I have prepared a complete set of interventional equipment." Feng Xuhui said affirmatively.

Using gastrointestinal machines, Mr. Zheng did it under the ruins when he was fighting earthquake relief.

"I also have a radio frequency ablation machine in my car, which was applied by my leader and I." Feng Xuhui smiled, "This thing is too expensive and I can't afford it myself, so I can only use our Changfeng."

“Have you used it?”

"It has never been done, and most of the time it is not used. Mr. Zheng has already done the operation..." Feng Xuhui hesitated for a moment. He stared at the screen tightly, and while talking to Mao Chi, he was watching the operation process. He was making predictions in his mind, so his reaction was a little slow.

"It has reached its peak and has returned to nature." Feng Xuhui saw that the operation was successful, and he whispered, "It's usually not useful."

"Then are you still ready?"

"On the first day of training in the factory, the leader said that our responsibility is to make the doctor's surgery smoother, and it is also a part of curing diseases and saving lives." Feng Xuhui said softly, "Later, when I first arrived at the market, I found that the leader in charge of the training was singing high-profile, and the market was not what he said."

Mao Chi almost didn't feel happy.

Consumables are the source of the largest gray income. Only the latest, latest, and latest novices will believe that the hell is to make the doctor's surgery smoother.

"But I'm following Mr. Zheng, so many things are not involved. I just need to know what surgery Mr. Zheng can do and prepare relevant equipment."

"What's bothering is that Mr. Zheng seems to be able to do any surgery, so I had to apply and renovate the car that the company assigned to me so that the trunk space can be larger so that so many equipment can be installed."

Mao Chi was stunned.

Never change one's original intention, countless people have said this sentence, and almost everyone will use this sentence to say something. But how can society change one's original intention? So sooner or later, everyone gave up their original intention.
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