At the hospital,
Assistant Xiao Zhang was already communicating with Yang Zhicheng.
With their relationship with Division Commander Fu, Yang Zhicheng had to give Xiao Zhang some face.
"I've heard of the virtual reality you mentioned, but this technology isn't used enough yet.”
After Yang Zhi expressed his worries, he immediately became rational again.
"But based on the current situation, the plan you mentioned is indeed the only possible method.”
After a simple mental game, Yang Zhicheng decided to give it a try.
Yang Zhicheng felt bad when he saw his father lying unconscious in the ICU.
After Ye Feng and the rest sent the glasses over, Yang Zhicheng tried them on too.
"Has AR technology developed to this extent? So real."
As he spoke,
Yang Zhicheng grabbed at the air.
"It's too real. I can't even tell which is real and which is virtual.”
"Perhaps this pair of glasses can really save my father's life.”
Yang Zhicheng took off his glasses and looked gratefully at the group.
"If the surgery is successful, I, Yang Zhicheng, will definitely reward you handsomely.”
Yang Zhicheng was decisive in the business world and had never shown mercy to his rivals.
But in life,
He was a person who knew how to repay kindness.
"Go ahead."
Division Commander Fu did not object to his opinion.
Everyone watched as Yang Zhicheng walked into the intensive care unit with his V/AR functional glasses.
After a while,
Doctor Tang came out with him and the two of them walked upstairs.
When he passed by Ye Feng and the rest, Yang Zhicheng nodded politely at them.
At this point, the matter was almost settled.
Tonight,
One of the V/AR functional glasses would be sent to Europe and delivered to Professor Dempsey.
At the same time, the new surgical instruments would also be sent over.
"It's considered a good deed."
Commander Fu said as he led everyone back to the Special Research Department.
Since they still needed to retrieve the VR/AR glasses, everyone went to Eastsea Hospital together the next day to wait for the surgery with Yang Zhicheng.
While chatting,
Yang Zhicheng was pleasantly surprised to discover that his father, Yang Zhengbing, was related to Division Commander Fu.
Yang Zhengbing had been in the army in the early years, and that army had been managed by Commander Fu.
"In that case, my father is still your soldier.”
Yang Zhicheng became even more respectful toward Division Commander Fu.
The relationship between the two of them became closer in an instant.
"I only decided to help you because of your father's character.”
Commander Fu said," I didn't expect to help my own people."”
As he spoke,
He started to introduce Ye Feng to Yang Zhicheng.
"This is my research engineer at the East Ocean Industry Group. He's also my good friend. The glasses I provided you were developed by him.”
"Impressive."
Yang Zhicheng did not hide his admiration." To be able to do such research at such a young age, the younger generation will be formidable.”
"I'm so envious. If it weren't for Teacher Fu, I might have been tempted to hire someone with a high salary.”
After becoming familiar with each other,
Yang Zhicheng no longer spoke in a tone and became much more easygoing.
Brother Ye Feng, are you interested?"
"Don't, don't, don't. I'm doing well in Donghai Industry now. I don't have any plans to leave for the time being.”
Ye Feng rejected.
What the hell? Why does everyone think of poaching me when they see me?
As they chatted,
Yang Zhengbing had already been transferred to the operating theater, and the various instruments had been set up.
The chief surgeon was not Doctor Tang, but another middle-aged man.
Dr. Zhao was bald. Even though he was wearing a white coat, it could not hide his arrogant temperament.
His baldness was proof of his qualifications. There was no one better than him in the Department of Cardiology and Pancreatic Surgery at Eastsea Hospital.
There were a few reporters standing outside the operating theater. They came up to get first-hand information.
When they saw Dr. Zhao, they all rushed forward to ask.
"Are you Mr. Yang Zhengbing's chief surgeon? I heard that the surgery this time is a little special and that it uses virtual reality technology. Is that true?”
"This will be the first heart surgery in the world to be guided by a foreign country. Are you confident?”
"This is a serious matter. Are you really ready? What is the success rate of the surgery?”
The series of questions annoyed Doctor Zhao.
He asked his assistants to escort the reporters out.
"Where did they sneak in? Don't make such a mistake in the future.”
Dr. Zhao walked into the operating room, washed his hands, and stood in front of the operating table.
The assistant helped him put on the V/AR functional glasses, and the scene in front of him suddenly changed.
The person lying in front of him was still Yang Zhengbing, but there was a pair of hands in front of him.
It was Professor Dempsey's hand in Europe.
At this moment,
The scene in front of them was exactly the same.
Yang Zhengbing's appearance also appeared in front of Dempsey.
When the surgery began,
Doctor Zhao only needed to follow Dempus's hand and perfectly imitate his movements.
As long as all the details were done, the surgery would be completed.
"Are you ready?"
A voice came from the glasses. It was Dempus.
"I'm ready. Let's begin."
Dr. Zhao took a deep breath and said.
The light sign outside the operating theater changed to " In Operation ".
The reporters were chased out of the corridor, but they did not stop there.
"Ladies and gentlemen, I am standing in the corridor of Eastsea Hospital. In the operating theater at the end of the corridor, Yang Zhengbing, the chairman of Yang's chemical industry, is undergoing surgery.”
They reported as they filmed.
"It's said that this is a unique surgery. Doctors from both sides of the ocean have joined forces to lead this surgery.”
"This is a precious surgery."
"If the surgery is successful, it will break the boundaries of medicine and benefit all mankind…"
The reports outside said,
However, there was a problem in the operating theater.
Doctor Zhao thought it was a simple matter, so he walked to the operating table with confidence.
But as soon as he picked up the scalpel, he placed his arm and hand against Dempsey.
Suddenly,
His hands trembled.
The words that the reporters had whispered into his ear when they came rushed into his ears.
And it was still lingering.
The more he didn't think about it, the clearer he remembered.
"What's wrong with you? What are you waiting for?"
Dempsey's impatient voice rang out.
He had already slashed Yang Zhengbing several times with the scalpel, but Doctor Zhao did not follow him at all.
The surgery instantly froze.
A moment later,
Doctor Zhao put down the scalpel.
"I'm sorry, Professor. Please wait a moment.”
As he spoke,
He did not care about the surprised gazes of the others in the operating theater. He opened the door and walked out.
She walked all the way to Yang Zhicheng.
"I'm sorry, Director Yang. I can't do this surgery.”
Dr. Zhao took a deep breath and said.
"Isn't there Professor Dempsey's overseas guidance? Why can't I do it?"
Yang Zhicheng couldn't believe it.
"We agreed on it yesterday. You just need to follow the instructions. All the movements will be completed by Professor Dempsey.”
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