Two men in their forties came out of the CT room operating room of the 64th row and whispered to each other.

It was so brotherly love that he even had the same reaction. Zheng Ren glanced at them, ignored the brothers and began to think about prostate interventional embolization.

More than ten minutes later, after the patient's examination, the two brothers pushed a white-haired old lady away.

While walking, he was talking.

The voice was very small, Zheng Ren didn't listen to it all, only heard a few words.

Perhaps the hospital is too unethical and the doctor is too unethical. In the CT room of 64, a nurse is not arranged to look at the old lady. If she falls, she will definitely be killed by the hospital and the doctor!

"Sister Zhao, you are here." The operator of the CT room in the 64th row walked out and saw a bunch of people waiting outside, and there were a few foreigners, so he was stunned.

"Well, Xiao Shitou, finished? Then this is on board." Sister Zhao said.

"I've been busy all morning and haven't even had a sip of water." The operator named Xiaoshitou smiled and said, "Sister Zhao, are you going to get on the plane yourself? I don't have time, my stomach is already hungry."

"You guy is so sensible, hurry up and go to have a meal. You don't need you, and I won't get on the plane." Sister Zhao smiled and kicked him, "There are two big masters in the emergency room here, so we don't need us."

"Uh...sister, I tell you, this machine is expensive."

"I am the first to get started with the machine, and I don't know more than you? Get out of here, I don't care about it." Sister Zhao said, and with little Oliver and Su Yun carried the patient to the 64-row CT scan bed.

Xiao Shitou went out to change his clothes and was ready to have a meal in confusion.

It was probably Sister Zhao who was joking with him, so he thought so.

Professor Rudolf Wagner pushed Su Yun away, sat next to Zheng Ren, staring at the 64-row CT screen, without any details to be missed.

Su Yun didn't argue with the professor, but just stood quietly behind Zheng Ren.

"Sister Zhao, go and do it. We will lock the door after we finish this." Su Yun and Sister Zhao said.

"I'm not at ease. If you break something, I can go to your house to pay for you? This thing is too expensive." Sister Zhao said with a smile.

Su Yun didn't force it. He knew that Sister Zhao was thinking about doing 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction, but he just refused to say it.

When doing CT scans, like everyone else, Sister Zhao looked at Zheng Ren skillfully controlling the machine and sighed in her heart.

Young people today are really amazing.

With the increasingly clear division of labor in each department and becoming more and more refined, two monsters, Zheng Ren and Su Yun, were actually born in the emergency ward, and they picked up the patient's diagnosis and treatment process on one shoulder.

More than ten minutes later, after the scan, Oliver little pushed the wheelchair alone and sent the patient back to the ward.

No one had any moves, either Su Yun or Professor Rudolph Wagner, and wanted to help him.

Fortunately, there was a Chinese female student who helped her, and she was not afraid that Oliver would not be able to find the emergency room.

Zheng Ren moved his wrists and began to do 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction.

As experience becomes more and more abundant, more and more 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstructions are done, and Zheng Ren's technique and hand speed are also different from before.

Sister Zhao looked at it for a few minutes and sat aside with her eyes closed.

"Sister, what's wrong?" Su Yun leaned over and approached Sister Zhao, but his eyes were staring at the screen. Like Professor Rudolf Wagner and Gao Shaojie, he refused to let go of a frame of images.

"Don't you look at it?" Sister Zhao slowed down before curbing the disgusting feeling.

"Sister, you're underdeveloped with a vestibular nerve." Su Yun made a joke with a serious expression, the joke was cold enough.

"I think the technique is different from before, Mr. Zheng," said Zhao. "Two months ago, he came here for 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction. I still remember a patient with liver cancer."

"Yes, what's wrong?" Su Yun used it with all his heart. Obviously, most of the CPUs were placed on Zheng Ren's operation. The black hair on his forehead moved without wind, as if it was dissipating heat for the high-speed CPU.

Even if you are fully focused, you can't keep up, let alone talk to Sister Zhao.

So, Su Yun's words were a bit perfunctory. What Sister Zhao said was that he was not mindless and did not occupy any CPU memory. All he understood was literal.

"Last time, he didn't do it so fast and not so accurate." Sister Zhao glanced at Zheng Ren's operation from time to time, but she didn't dare to watch it for too long. The images on the screen kept flashing, which made people dazzled and bored.

"Yeah, yeah."

"Why is this time so fast?"

"Everyone needs to make progress, right?" Su Yun said perfunctorily.

Sister Zhao was so angry that she kicked Su Yun and scolded: "I haven't made any progress in this past two months, so I'm not a human being?"

Su Yun felt pain and quickly laughed, "Sister, look at what you said, where do you follow this?"

As he said that, Su Yun whispered: "The foreigner next to him is Professor Rudolph Wagner of Heidelberg University, the top professor in the world's interventional disciplines. He is watching like a student?"

Seeing that Sister Zhao was a little confused, Su Yun was also very anxious, knowing that his example was wrong.

Heidelberg University is a world-renowned university, but unfortunately it is too far from the Chinese people's cognition.

Almost everyone in China knows the name of Karl Marx.

But he graduated from Heidelberg University, probably no one in ten thousand people knew about it.

"The other one is Gao Shaojie, a professor in the interventional department of the Affiliated Hospital of the Provincial Medical University," said Su Yun.

"Ah!" Sister Zhao reacted this time.

Before Su Yun said that, Sister Zhao thought Gao Shaojie was the department director who came to study in a grassroots hospital.

The following township hospitals usually come to Haicheng First Hospital for further study, and they are all very stylish. No wonder Sister Zhao took a look.

"It's amazing. I'll go see the boss do the 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction. If not, I'll report to you after finishing it." Su Yun said quickly, then ran back to see Zheng Ren do the reconstruction.

Sister Zhao stared blankly at the people present. She didn't know what Heidelberg University was. But the provincial capital and the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University are the top presence in the medical field in the province.

A professor who led the group must have the title of deputy director, but he actually ran to Haicheng happily? No wonder he couldn't understand it.

Sister Zhao felt relieved, but was a little dissatisfied. Two months ago, Zheng Ren did 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction. He thought it was very good and started to contact and learn.

But unexpectedly, two months later, I watched Zheng Ren do a 64-row CT three-dimensional reconstruction and it was so painful that I was about to vomit.

Where can I reason about this?

After taking a few more glances, Sister Zhao still felt that the whole city was muddy in her mind and her stomach was overwhelming, just like a motion sickness.
Chapter completed!