Someone is monitoring her?

Who will it be?

A hint of doubt flashed in Chen Pianzhi's eyes.

She stared at the countless red dots that appeared in the computer screen. It can be basically concluded that the "people" who just monitored her had nothing to do with Ai Intelligence that she had communicated head-only in the morning.

Because the headquarters behind He Licun cannot allow overseas AI intelligence to be spread over the territory of Xia Kingdom in so many steps.

So.

Who is the other party?

Thinking of a possibility, Chen Pianzhi's frown stretched out.

After closing all the pages just now, she relinked the hospital's network.

As the networking logo is displayed successfully in the computer.

Chen Pianzhi stared calmly in the direction of the camera and spoke: "Xiaoxia, was it you just now?"

Waited for a few seconds.

No one spoke.

Chen Pianzhi looked deeply at the direction of the camera and closed the laptop again.

now.

In a virtual network.

Xiao Xia was already so arrogant that she didn't dare to let out. She stared at the darkened camera in a daze. Her big watery eyes were full of incredible things: "Oh no, Xiao Xia was actually exposed..."

In the laboratory.

Chen Pianzhi stared at the pile of medical waste in front of her and sighed. Then, she dispose of the things and was about to leave the laboratory.

Before, she made three rules with He Licun.

She left the laboratory on time every day, while He Licun took medicine on time according to her requirements.

When Chen Pianzhi stood up and prepared to leave.

On the other side.

Inside Huang Lao's office.

As a prompt sounded, Mr. Huang raised his head from a pile of information, took off his reading glasses, and looked at his son with a smile: "I think Professor Chen should have come out. Let's go, I'll take you to see Professor Chen."

Principal Huang looked puzzled and did not understand why his old father, who said he didn't know when Professor Chen finished his work, was so sure that Professor Chen had finished his work at this moment.

Mr. Huang smiled and did not answer Principal Huang's questions.

The old man stood up and looked at the three little ones in the office with a kind look: "Children, go and pick up Professor Chen with grandpa."

Hearing the sound.

Chen Xiaonian put away the homework book neatly, swept away his previous frowning expression, and nodded with a high spirit: "Okay Grandpa Huang, let's go now!"

Xiaotian and Xiaohan on the side had already put away their books and looked at Old Huang.

Principal Huang also came to his senses at this moment and quickly got up: "Father, it's not time to go and pick up Professor Chen now."

Old Huang smiled and nodded, leading the way.

A few minutes later.

When Mr. Huang brought Principal Huang and the third primary school to the entrance and exit of the laboratory.

Chen Pianzhi just came out of the laboratory.

After the thick metal door in front of him slowly opened.

Chen Pianzhi's eyes met the anxious middle-aged man's gaze in the corridor, and she was slightly stunned: "Are you, Principal Huang?"

Chen Pianzhi was surprised to see the president of Beijing Medical University here.

Previously, when she gave a speech at Beijing Medical University, the president invited her to have lunch.

This matter has only been around for a while, and Chen Pianzhi will not forget the nobles.

Principal Huang nodded in surprise and took the initiative to reach out: "Professor Chen, I didn't expect that he would meet you here so by chance!"

Chen Pianzhi didn't make a sound, and shook hands with Principal Huang without being humble or arrogant.

Her eyes fell on Huang Lao.

Suddenly, everything made sense.

Their surname is Huang.

This Principal Huang is probably Huang's blood relative.

The expression returned to nature, Chen Pianzhi continued: "Principal Huang, if you have anything to say, just say it directly. If you can help, I will do my best."

Chen Pianzhi doesn’t take the initiative to help others.

This is a shame for selling Huang Lao.

After all, for more than a month, Mr. Huang has been by her side from time to time to help her take care of her three children.

If Mr. Huang has something to do, she should help her within her ability.

As soon as these words were said, Principal Huang's eyes were red with excitement: "That's great! Professor Chen, there is a case here. You can take a look first! Wait until the year is over, and then give me a reply!"

While speaking, Principal Huang quickly took out a case he carried with him and handed it over.

Chen Pianzhi calmly took over the case.

It is a case data of patients with cerebral hemorrhage.

According to all the diagnostic data in the case, the blood clot in the patient's brain has severely compressed the important nerves of his brain and must undergo surgery within one week.

Moreover, according to the CT imaging taken in the case, the location of the blood clot is in the most abundant place for cerebral blood vessels.

During the operation, accidental accident will cause irreparable consequences.

Even if the world's top surgeons take the surgery personally, there is only a success rate of 0.3%.

The probability of a patient surviving is indeed very low.

It can be said that it is almost impossible to survive.

After reading the case report, Chen Pianzhi returned it to Principal Huang again.

Seeing this, Principal Huang's heart was already half cold: "Professor Chen... How about it? Can you do this surgery?"

Chen Pianzhi did not answer, but stared at Principal Huang's nervous expression and asked: "How successful is the patient's surgeon at present, how many times can he complete this operation?"

Principal Huang's expression became much more sluggish with his naked eyes. He sighed: "I am the doctor who is the chief surgeon of this operation, and the success rate is about 5%.

Chen Pianzhi was a little surprised.

This success rate is two percent higher than the success rate of the world's top surgeons she just estimated.

However, it's still too low.

Without further questions, Chen Pianzhi said calmly: "I can complete this operation, but unfortunately, my success rate is not high."

This sentence does not seem to exceed Principal Huang's expectations.

He nodded bitterly: "This operation is indeed very difficult. Professor Chen, just say it directly, how much success rate can you be? This operation has reached a stage where it is necessary. If it is delayed, the patient may miss the golden operation period."

Chen Pianzhi nodded in agreement, and then, her next words made Principal Huang stunned.

Her tone was still calm, even with a little regret: "I am only 60% sure to complete this operation."

This sentence fell.

The corridor is already quiet.

Principal Huang even opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe what he had heard just now, and stuttered: "Professor Chen, you, do you say you are 60% sure?!"

Sixty percent sure, even the best doctor in obstetrics and gynecology department dare not say that he is sixty percent sure that all pregnant women can leave the delivery room safely.

Because, once the patient is on the operating table, everything is unknown.

No one knows what will happen next.

Perhaps a small episode will complete a series of butterfly effects.

However, Chen Pianzhi was able to express his 60% confidence in success so confidently. How could Principal Huang not be surprised?

You must know.

This is not an exaggeration to deliver a pregnant woman’s childbirth. It is no exaggeration to include the most difficult surgery example!

In the quietness of Principal Huang.

Chen Pianzhi had already frowned slightly and spoke again: "It just so happens that I still have some time now. If it is convenient, can I take me to see this patient?"

The success rate just now was that Shen Pianzhi had never seen a patient, but just looked at the estimate of the case.

What Chen Pianzhi didn't say is that in fact, she was almost 90% sure to complete the operation.
To be continued...