The Surgeon's Studio

Chapter 957: Give Me a Hand

Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation

After the surgery ended, the invited experts and professors were sent off. Peng Jia sat in the front row of the conference room and watched the final scene of the surgery live broadcast. He sat quietly and did not say a word.

The few vice presidents and related people looked at each other.

At this time, they should be opening champagne to celebrate, right?

Whether it was from the shocked and respectful expressions on the faces of the experts and professor who had just been sent off, or from the data transmitted from the surgery live broadcast from the technical department, it could be seen that this extremely ‘risky’ surgery live broadcast had been a great success.

However, Peng Jia was so quiet like he was a lofty and unmoving mountain after experiencing a storm.

Could it be that there was still something he was not satisfied with?

In the eyes of many vice presidents, Peng Jia’s figure had also become tall and steady, exuding an indescribable air of wisdom.

The surgical live broadcast started from an unknown account. For this, Xinglin Garden had obtained some benefits, but they were still unable to contact the operator, making this matter extremely strange and not operable.

President Peng Jia, or President Peng, began to try his best to find the practitioner. After failing, he began to find other people to broadcast the surgery live.

At that time, how many people opposed this matter?

It seemed that everyone opposed it.

Now, these people were facing the red data, like the stock market short-sellers facing the fiercest short-seller rise. Just looking at it made them feel ashamed and regretful.

With this vision, it was no wonder that President Peng had single-handedly created Xinglin Garden and opened up a way out among the narrow audience, looking out at an endless blue sea.

Before the operation, President Peng had resisted the public’s objections and insisted on letting Boss Zheng do the general surgery broadcast live. Looking back now, it was really a brilliant finishing touch.

Just this one move had laid the most solid foundation for going public.

With a sharp vision, a strong ability to capture opportunities, and a reckless execution, this was the kind of person who should be the leader of a successful company.

No one dared to disturb Peng Jia’s thoughts. They were guessing what amazing and good ideas were sketching in Peng Jia’s mind.

After a long time, Peng Jia moved slightly. He placed his hands on the chair as if he wanted to stand up, but for some reason, he stopped.

Soon, Peng Jia waved his hand.

“President Peng, What instructions do you have?” a vice-president saw that everyone was silent, so he could only go up and ask in a low voice.

“Help me up,” Peng Jia said.

“...” The vice-president was stunned.

“...” Everyone present was stunned.

“I’m too nervous. My legs are weak. I can’t stand up.” Peng Jia was displeased. He berated in a low voice, “Hurry up and help me up. I’m going to take a look at the data!”

At this point, everyone came to a sudden realization.

It turned out that President Peng was always nervous. It was probably because his entire body’s skeletal muscles were violently spasming and a large amount of lactic acid was being secreted, causing him to be unable to stand up now.

They hurriedly helped Peng Jia up in a flurry of hands and feet.

Until now, Peng Jia still seemed to be dreaming. Looking at the final scene of the surgery’s live broadcast stopping, he was really afraid that it was a dream he had. A beautiful dream. He did not know when he would wake up from the dream.

“How’s the data?” Peng Jia asked.

His voice was hoarse. If it was not for the vice president who was in charge of technology and data being by his side, he probably would not have known what he was asking.

A series of data, like a series of passionate notes, struck Peng Jia’s heart. These data did not make Peng Jia excited. On the contrary, he suspected that this was a beautiful dream.

Was the newly purchased server that could accommodate 50,000 people online insufficient again?

80% of the time, it was watched by doctors from abroad.

A few million dollars, just like that? It was no longer an illusory data stream that could not be monetized, but a complete cash flow.

The reason that had been used by VCS to lower the price was that Xinglin Garden did not have a logical and clear profit model. Such a huge problem was solved just like that!

Really...

F*ck!

Peng Jia cursed in his heart. With the help of his secretary, his legs trembled as if they were swaying.

He tried very hard to control his trembling legs, so that he could leave a majestic image in front of his subordinates. Peng Jia used all his strength and moved back to his office almost step by step.

The haze in the sky had cleared. This time, VCS should be spending a lot of money.

The problem that had been criticized for not having a clear profit model had also been solved. Once this damn thing was over, he would sharpen his knife until it shined!

He definitely could not let go of this heaven-sent opportunity.

When he returned to his office, Peng Jia dismissed the others and did what he had to do. The live broadcast of the surgery was not an independent thing. There was still a lot of work to be done after the surgery.

For example, the search for relevant patients in the country would provide them with information about the possibility of seeing a doctor and the surgery. They would also try their best to convince the patients and their family members to continue the live broadcast of the surgery.

Just the fact that Gaucher disease was accompanied by a large spleen was enough to support the flow and cash flow of Xinglin Garden for half a year.

Not to mention that there was also the TIPS surgery.

If the Gaucher disease surgery covered a wide range of areas, the TIPS surgery was an extremely high-end surgery. It was a project nominated for the Nobel Prize.

If he could win the Nobel Prize, what kind of explosive growth would Xinglin Garden have?

Thinking of this, Peng Jia’s heart suddenly moved.

It was as if two pacemakers had been installed in his heart and were beating at the same time. He felt that it was somewhat difficult to breathe. The pain in his chest and back suddenly became intense. The coronary artery could no longer support the need for blood flow in his heart and it began to spasm.

Peng Jia covered his heart with his hand. He struggled for a long time before he got his nitroglycerin and took it under his tongue.

In fact, he knew that he did not have a problem with coronary heart disease. This was a kind of hysteria and nitroglycerin was a placebo. It made him subconsciously feel that he had received treatment and the symptoms were relieved.

After nearly half an hour, Peng Jia finally calmed down.

He did not dare to flip through the data, afraid that if he saw the data that was enough to cause a heart attack again, he would die in the office.

This was not an exaggeration at all.

Peng Jia looked at the Huangpu River outside the window. He did not know when, but his heart was somewhat perturbed, as if he had forgotten something.

Had he forgotten something important?

He did not ignore the worries deep in his heart and began to think carefully.

Was it a venture capital? No.

A venture capitalist from a multinational corporation only needed to negotiate step-by-step, provide beautiful data, then ask for a sky-high price, and wait for the other party to return the money on the spot.

Now, it was not a question of whether it could be sold, but how much it could be sold.

Such a major matter that concerned the life and death of Xinglin Garden had already made a breakthrough, so what else did he have to worry about?

The uneasiness in the depths of his heart grew stronger and stronger, giving him the impression that if he could not solve it, something big would definitely happen!

F*ck!

After an unknown amount of time, Peng Jia scolded himself.

‘The source of all this was Boss Zheng! How can I forget him!’