There is no doubt that the meeting was a success.

For a whole week, fifty-four surgeons burst out with great enthusiasm, including Bierrot and Liszt, who surrounded Thomas, Paul, and even several other surgeons, eagerly absorbing what they needed: the preparation of local anesthetic drugs, topical anesthesia, infiltration anesthesia, and especially neuraxial anesthesia; Specifications for surgical disinfection and preparation methods for iodine tincture; And, of course, the all-important appendectomy, including preparation, surgical procedure, precautions, and post-operative care......

After the first day, John was relieved.

The specific lessons in the back are taught by the three of Thomas, and when they get to the hospital, there are more doctors to help, and he, the protagonist, can be idle. And the average physician naturally doesn't need him to deal with it personally, Liszt's words will not bother him much because of the existence of the two Englishmen, and the only thing John needs to take care of is Bierrot alone.

In the past few days, this old chat has been in full swing.

Bierrot's interest in appendectomy has gone beyond the operation itself, and from his point of view, it is more important to get inspiration from it to solve his own problems in the removal of stomach cancer. John's words on this side don't have much meaning for appendectomy, but he is looking forward to the Bi 1 and Bi 2 surgeries that he still uses in his previous life, and he subconsciously wants to talk about this aspect.

As time went by, the goals of both sides gradually coincided.

So on the last afternoon in Berlin, Bierrot said to Johann with great anticipation: "Mr. Huntelaar, I am now looking forward more and more to your trip to Vienna next year!" ”

"That's what I'm expecting, sir."

Smiling slightly, John nodded.

In the past few days, the discussion between the two about stomach cancer has been going on for a long time, and John naturally surprised the professor from Vienna again. His knowledge and understanding of the pathological anatomy of gastric cancer was beyond Bierrot's imagination. What's more, John's many ideas about surgery made Bilrot feel as if he had entered an ornate hall, and his heart was both shocked and dazzling......

……

"Finally done?"

On Sunday morning, John did not rush to the hospital in a hurry, but walked into the dining room while yawning, and old Huntelaar asked casually.

"Hmm. It's over. ”

After a big yawn, John nodded and said, "Just leave the rest to my colleagues, and I can get out here." ”

Liszt and Bierrot had both left Berlin the afternoon before, except that the two British surgeons remained, as did Bierrot's assistant, Mr. Wolfler. They didn't need John to greet them personally, including the German physicians who were left behind, and they all left it to Thomas and the three of them. For those who are now desperate to succeed, this is a great opportunity to grow their skills and build up their network at the same time.

This meeting. It's a happy end.

Almost everyone was very satisfied, Bergman was satisfied with the increased prestige of Charlotte's surgery, the attending physicians were satisfied with learning the latest technology, and even Hines got a few papers from John—all follow-up articles on appendectomy, two by himself, and three by Thomas.

As the host of the meeting, John was equally satisfied.

After this meeting and the subsequent learning of many physicians, it can be imagined. In the future, new surgical disinfection techniques and appendectomy will be rapidly promoted, and local anesthesia technology will also be used in some university hospitals with strong chemical strength. This means that the more success they have, John's reputation will be built up completely!

Previous papers have only made him remarkable, but his prestige must be established after he has been universally recognized.

That's why for more than a week, John spared no effort to devote himself to the meeting, and today he was completely relaxed. If not for something else at hand. And he only took a week's vacation not long ago, and he even wanted to take a few more days off to get some rest.

This has nothing to do with whether he is tired or not, the main thing is that he doesn't need to be as busy as before now.

After eating breakfast together, old Huntelaar raised a frown and asked, "John, I'm going to meet two new friends today." Do you want to go out for a walk? ”

"It's about two factories?"

Blinking, John asked.

John is busy these days, and so is old Huntelaar, but he's busy with his grandson's business. The medical device factory has been confirmed to be officially operational in early November, producing non-stainless steel versions of surgical instruments, stethoscopes and sphygmomanometers, and the pharmaceutical factory has been reorganized, the construction of the scientific research building has begun, and the recruitment of chemists has been quite smooth, and so far eight experienced professionals have joined.

As soon as the things of Qiē became organized in the hands of old Huntelaar.

Therefore, for John's question, the old Huntelaar nodded without hesitation and smiled: "Yes, now the medical device factory is about to be put into production, but it is all managed by Baron Cole's people, so we lack a manager and a proper regulator, which I have eyebrows for, and it can definitely be determined before it is put into production." As for the pharmaceutical factory......"

"You've found someone too?"

Seeing the smug smile on Old Huntelaal's face, John suddenly asked in surprise and joy.

It's okay to say that the medical device factory doesn't plan to invent anything else in the short term, but the words of the pharmaceutical factory are the most important thing in his heart! No matter how many chemists are recruited, they also need a strong leader to lead them, and production management is much simpler in comparison.

"Pretty much."

Old Huntelaar smiled, nodded calmly, and said, "I want to find a large local company to cooperate with, and invite a few of their very good chemists to join in at the cost of allowing capital investment...... Now it seems that talent is definitely fine, we pay twice as much as they are now, and as for whether the big companies are willing or not, it depends on whether your patents for the two local anesthetics are attractive enough. ”

When it comes to money, old Huntelaar is just as stingy as his grandson!

After selling all the shares of the bicycle company, the two of them are now considered rich even in the United States, even if they give a few chemists 10,000 marks of annual salary? As long as the two local anesthetic drugs can be put into large-scale production, with the current development speed of surgery, it will soon be profitable, not to mention the big killer of aspirin!

"How? Do you want to take a trip?

At this point, old Huntelaar asked John again. He always wanted his grandson to focus more on his own industry, rather than a surgeon who could only get a few dozen marks a week after working hard, and when he encountered this kind of opportunity, he naturally wanted to talk about John.

"No, I'm not going."

Blinking, John smiled and said, "I don't understand this either, it's up to you to decide." ”

"Uh......"

Seeing that John once again chose to nest at home, the old Huntelaar, who was full of anticipation in his heart, was stunned, and couldn't help glaring at his grandson fiercely. This kid is really like that, and he has no interest in these commercial things at all, and sometimes old Huntelaar himself is very strange, how can a man like his grandson invent a bicycle, invent those toys, and invent so many things that doctors use?

Just when old Huntelaar was sulking in his heart, John tilted his head and thought for a while, and suddenly leaned over with a smile: "Grandpa, can you sue me now, which big dye company are you looking for?" ”

"Why, aren't you not interested?"

Old Huntelaar, who was depressed, rolled his eyes and asked angrily.

John yawned again, smiled and said, "I don't want to know the name, see if I've heard of it." ”

Looking at the faint tiredness on his grandson's face, old Huntelaar was a little distressed, so he didn't plan to continue to struggle, and said simply: "I am looking for a very famous dye company in Germany, and the development prospects are very good, that is, Bayer." ”

"What? Bayer?! ”

After hearing this name, John's eyes instantly widened! (To be continued......)