Ou Feng took a breath and hurriedly followed him into the elevator, suppressing his laughter.
What Dr. Tong said is true. Tonight, the other party explained to Dr. Tong again and again that they would not let Dr. Tong be too embarrassed in front of the patients. No one would believe it if Dr. Tong was too kind to them.
"You -" Cao Yong couldn't help but raise his hand holding the official bag, pointing at Senior Cool, and was a little speechless. After all, such a cool senior never looked like someone who was good at talking, so he might have been really stimulated tonight.
"Thank you, Doctor." Dr. Tong was cool and kept his attitude, placing his fingertips between his foreheads and waving to both of them, "Let's make an appointment another day."
Xie Wanying received the words from her senior and decided to fight another day, and she should fight the opponent again soon.
Tonight's duel is just the first battle. It is just the first time that both sides test each other. Most of the exchanges are verbal, and it is just a paper battle for the time being. A surgeon's true ability is reflected in the operating room.
Whether her diagnosis is correct, whether it is useful to the patient during surgery, and whether it can finally be put into practice during surgery, all need to be tested.
Dr. Tong may not be completely defeated.
The atmosphere at the scene suddenly rose again.
Xie Wanying nodded to the senior.
When Tong Changbo saw her action, his sunglasses could not help but flash a sharp light: This young man is really not afraid of him.
In the next room, Fang Ze's team had packed up their things and came downstairs, waiting for the person involved to restore the scene of the duel.
After Tong Changbo took the elevator downstairs, he quickly met with his friends in the lobby.
A group of Fangze people walked out and asked about Tong Changbo's current condition: "What's the situation, Doctor Tong?"
"Where's the painting?"
As he said that, the colleagues who were eavesdropping all the way reached out and asked Dr. Tong for the hand-drawn anatomy diagram of key elements. All the bosses had an intuition in their hearts and knew that the diagram held vital secrets.
The painting was not with them, it belonged to someone else, so of course it was taken back.
If he couldn't get the painting, a flash of dissatisfaction flashed across Tong Changbo's cool eyebrows, directed at Cao Yong's younger generation. "Director Zhai, your nephew." Tong Changbo told Zhai Yunsheng frankly. When it came to Cao Yong's fire prevention and theft prevention, he was stunned, as shown in
To prevent this senior from coming to his head. Not only did he not sneak away the anatomy paintings, but he also guarded against them.
He looked at it a few more times.
It is difficult for Zhai Yunsheng to be a good person when he is caught between two people. To be honest, there is a reason why his nephew Cao Yong is so wary of others.
Just looking at the corner of Dr. Tong's eyebrows, he gave instructions to his assistant: "Give me paper and pen."
As a senior, you will not be so stupid as to expose yourself completely.
Ou Feng immediately took out a blank notebook and pen from his official bag and handed them to the teacher.
Tong Changbo opened the book and used the light at the hotel door to write a few strokes on the blank page. Like Ma Liang's magic pen, he drew quickly and magically. After a while, an anatomical diagram appeared on the white paper.
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When other colleagues saw his drawings, they knew that he was like a printer, using his own brain and pen to copy what Xie had drawn.
Surrounding the pictures he copied, everyone analyzed and said: "It can be felt that this person has a talent for perceiving the three-dimensional world."
This is a group of top experts in the study of the human brain in China, so it doesn’t take much effort to observe what Mr. Xie’s abilities are. “Director Zhai, do you have any other ideas?” Tong Changbo turned his head and asked with some respect that he was more familiar with the person involved.