Someone is watching her?

Who is the one?

A flash of doubt flashed in Shen Pianzhi's eyes.

She stared at the countless red dots that appeared on the computer screen, and she could basically conclude that the 'person' who was monitoring her just now had nothing to do with the AI ​​intelligence she had communicated with in the morning.

Because, the headquarters behind He Licun could not allow overseas AI intelligence to spread so many footsteps on the territory of Xia Kingdom.

So.

Who is the other party?

Thinking of a possibility, Shen Pianzhi's frown relaxed.

After closing all the previous pages, she reconnected to the hospital's network.

The network icon on the computer shows success.

Shen Pianzhi calmly stared in the direction of the camera and said, "Xiao Xia, was it you just now?"

Wait a few seconds.

No one spoke.

Shen Pianzhi took a deep look in the direction of the camera and closed the laptop again.

now.

in the virtual network.

Xiaoxia was so angry that she didn't dare to speak out. She stared blankly at the blacked-out camera lens, her big watery eyes full of disbelief: "Oops, Xiaoxia has been exposed..."

In the laboratory.

Shen Liangzhi stared at the pile of medical waste in front of her and sighed. Then, she disposed of the things and prepared to leave the laboratory.

Before, she had made a three-part agreement with He Li.

She obediently left the laboratory on time every day, and He Licun followed her requirements and took medicine on time.

When Shen Pianzhi stood up and prepared to leave.

the other side.

Inside Mr. Huang'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 Shen should have come out. Come on, I will take you to see him." Professor Shen.”

Principal Huang looked confused. He didn't understand why his old father, who just now said he didn't know when Professor Shen would finish his work, was so sure at this moment that Professor Shen had finished his work.

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

The old man stood up and looked at the three little ones in the office with kind eyes: "Children, let's go pick up Professor Shen with Grandpa."

Hear the sound.

Shen Xiaonian neatly put away his homework, wiped away his frowning expression, and nodded cheerfully: "Okay, Grandpa Huang, let's go now!"

Xiaotian and Xiaohan on the side had also put away their books and looked at Mr. Huang.

Principal Huang came to his senses at this moment and stood up quickly: "Father, without further ado, let's go pick up Professor Shen now."

Huang Lao smiled and nodded, leading the way.

A few minutes later.

When Mr. Huang, Principal Huang and the three little ones arrived at the entrance and exit of the laboratory.

Shen Pianzhi just came out of the laboratory.

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

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

Shen Pianzhi was a little surprised to see the president of Beijing Medical University here.

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

This incident has only happened not long ago, and Shen Pianzhi is not a noble person who forgets things too much.

Principal Huang nodded in flattery and reached out: "Professor Shen, I didn't expect to see you here by such a coincidence!"

Shen Pianzhi said nothing and shook hands with Principal Huang in a neither humble nor overbearing manner.

Her eyes fell on Mr. Huang.

Suddenly, everything made sense.

They all have the surname Huang.

This Principal Huang is most likely a blood relative of Mr. Huang.

His expression returned to his natural state, and Shen Pianzhi continued: "Principal Huang, if you have anything to say, just say it. If I can help, I will do my best."

Shen Pianzhi does not take the initiative to help others easily.

This can be regarded as a way to save Huang Lao's face.

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

If Mr. Huang needs something, she should help him within her ability.

As soon as these words came out, Principal Huang's eyes turned red with excitement: "That's great! Professor Shen, there is a case here, take a look at it first! Wait until you finish reading it, and then give me an answer!"

While talking, Principal Huang quickly took out a copy of the medical records he carried with him and handed it over.

Shen Liangzhi calmly took over the case.

It is a case file of a patient with cerebral hemorrhage.

According to all the diagnostic data in the case, the blood clot in this patient's brain has severely compressed important nerves in his brain, and surgery must be performed within a week.

Moreover, judging from the CT imaging taken in the case, the location of the blood clot was at the location with the most abundant blood vessels in the brain.

During surgery, a single mistake can cause irreparable consequences.

Even if the world's top surgeons perform the surgery themselves, the success rate is only 0.3%.

The probability of patient survival is indeed very low.

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

Shen Pianzhi read the case report and returned it to Principal Huang.

Seeing this, Principal Huang's heart was already half cold: "Professor Shen...how is it? Can you do this surgery?"

Shen Pianzhi did not answer, but stared at Principal Huang's nervous expression and asked: "What is the success rate of the current surgeon on this patient to complete this operation?"

Principal Huang's expression became visibly depressed, and he sighed: "I am the surgeon in charge of this operation. The success rate is about five percent."

Shen Pianzhi was a little surprised.

This success rate is 2% higher than the success rate she just estimated for the world's top surgeons.

However, it is still too low.

Without asking any more questions, Shen Pianzhi continued calmly: "I can complete this operation, but unfortunately, my success rate is not high."

This sentence seemed not to exceed Principal Huang's expectations.

He nodded bitterly: "This operation is indeed very difficult. Professor Shen, just tell me directly, what is your success rate? This operation has reached a stage where it must be done. If it continues to be delayed, the patient will suffer I’m afraid I’m going to miss the golden surgery period.”

Shen Pianzhi nodded in agreement, and then, her next words made Principal Huang freeze on the spot.

Her tone remained calm, even with a little regret: "I am only 60% sure that I can complete this operation."

This sentence fell.

The corridor was already quiet.

Principal Huang even opened his eyes wide. He couldn't believe what he just heard. He stuttered and repeated: "Professor Shen, you said you were 60% sure?!"

Sixty percent certainty. Even the best doctors in obstetrics and gynecology dare not say that they are 60% 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.

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

But Shen Pianzhi can say so confidently that he is 60% sure of success. How could this not make Principal Huang stunned.

To know.

This is not a simple operation for pregnant women to deliver their babies, and it is not an exaggeration to list it as an example of the top level of difficulty!

In Principal Huang's silence.

Shen Pianzhi frowned slightly and spoke again: "I happen to have some time now. If it's convenient, can you take me to see this patient?"

The success rate just now was estimated by Shen Pianzhi who had never seen the patient and only looked at the completed case.

What Shen Pianzhi didn't say was that, in fact, she was almost 90% sure that she could complete this operation.
To be continued...