"Dangdang ~" a knock on the door interrupted Professor GAD Muller's thoughts.

"Who?" Asked GAD impatiently.

"Professor, it's me." His assistant carefully opened the door and came in with a bag in his hand.

"What is this?" Asked GAD, frowning. He changed his posture, and the fat all over his body was shaking, as if fat would be thrown out the next second.

"Professor, this is a cow's liver. You don't know how difficult it is to buy a whole liver. I ran six blocks before I bought it in a Chinese shop." Gaid's assistant whispered.

"Did you do it?"

"Done."

"Put it in the fridge." Professor GAD Muller waved and casually arranged.

Relieved, his assistant turned and left. Damn chinese people, it's the first time to meet this strange request to do MRI for animal liver. Gaid's assistant thought it was a terrible experience to run a few blocks so late and be stared at by people looking at monsters and abnormal eyes.

Professor GAD Muller frowned and looked at the door. He always felt something wrong in his heart, but he didn't know what was wrong.

Thinking hard, the room was very quiet, but occasionally there was a sound of "pa pa" hemostatic forceps hitting the styloid process of the radius.

More than ten minutes later, Professor GAD Muller suddenly thought that it was the sound made by the close contact between the hemostatic forceps and Dr. Smith's radial styloid process that confused him.

Professor GAD Muller still knows what Dr. Smith is. Watching the operation video, he has a very deep understanding of tips operation. In the recording and broadcasting, the hemostatic forceps were just beating him and making some very small corrections.

It is impossible to improve everyone's level by leaps and bounds overnight. If so, you have Alzheimer's disease.

This is absolutely impossible! Professor GAD Muller immediately denied this.

In other words, Dr. Zheng and Rudolph must have used animal liver plus MRI diffusion at the Mayo Clinic!

This is a teaching method, not deliberately difficult for yourself.

After understanding this key point, Professor GAD Muller felt refreshed. But then came the question - did you ignore any details?

Ask Rudolph? If there was a chance that GAD didn't want to ask Rudolph, he could guess how much ridicule and teasing he would attract if he asked.

But I don't have Dr. Zheng's phone, which is distressing.

Gaid thought for a long time. Finally, the sound of the hemostatic forceps hitting the styloid process of the radius gave him a hint - ask Dr. Smith.

He picked up his cell phone, found Dr. Smith's phone and called.

Unfortunately, the phone rang for a long time and no one answered.

At this time, you shouldn't sleep. Professor GAD Muller was puzzled. Instead of stopping politely, he kept calling Dr. Smith.

It was nearly half an hour before the phone was picked up.

After a roar, you can imagine Dr. Smith's body shaking like a piece of paper, like being baptized by a hurricane.

Professor GAD Muller listened in silence and did not refute.

Three minutes later, Dr. Smith asked, "Damn it, you're going to run out of power. What's the matter?"

"Dr. Zheng of China just left you, didn't he?"

"My God, how many times do you want to ask me! I said, it's a doctor who has been kissed by God and beaten several times. What's the matter! You hateful things, only know..." the endless curse sounded, and Professor GAD Muller was helpless.

It seems that countless people have called Dr. Smith during this day. After all, the world-famous professor was given a teaching operation and knocked by hemostatic forceps. It doesn't matter. The important thing is that the teaching operation is live

I'm really sad for Dr. Smith. Professor GAD Muller was secretly happy and didn't care about his roar. But soon, GAD interrupted Dr. Smith and said, "doctor, I think you understand wrong."

"Huh?"

"Dr. Zheng is with me." Professor GAD Muller said calmly, "his assistant said he wanted me to prepare an animal liver and do an MRI. I didn't understand what it meant, so I called you."

"My God, I remember. You're with Rudolph, aren't you!" Dr. Smith suddenly became interested. He had a high IQ, and the complex relationship between the characters was immediately straightened out. He could see Professor GAD's miserable tomorrow.

However, this kind of tragedy is what many people want.

Before the emergence of this young Chinese doctor, technical barriers locked almost everyone's access to progress. When he left, Dr. Smith had another full day of surgery. He found that his technical level had been greatly improved.

Is it Professor GAD Muller's turn now? Dr. Smith smiled and said, "here's a pertinent suggestion, Mr. GAD."

"Go ahead, please."

"That young doctor Zheng, his hands have indeed been blessed by God. Learn from him." There was a slight smile in his words... And the slap of hemostatic pliers on the styloid process of radius.

"..." Professor GAD Muller immediately replied, "no, I mean animal liver. How did you get that side? Do you have any details?"

"Of course, it's fresh liver. The more large animals' liver, the better. Of course, MRI diffusion should also be done. Tomorrow, you will see Dr. Zheng dissecting the liver and explaining the new tips operation in combination with MRI diffusion. He is an angel sent by the gods to the world and will open a dusty door for you." Dr. Smith made some exaggerated remarks.

So Professor GAD Muller understood what was going on.

Really someone can explain MRI while dissecting?! This intuitive way of teaching, even at school, no teacher will do so.

No, why, just because they don't.

Professor GAD Muller was excited, the fat of his body trembled constantly, and the chair under his ass creaked, embarrassing and heavy.

After a few polite words with Dr. Smith, he immediately picked up his mobile phone, scolded his assistant, and then told him that he needed fresh liver, which must be fresh! Not fresh now, but fresh tomorrow morning!

Fresh doesn't count. I have to finish it.

After the arrangement, Professor GAD Muller hung up. He didn't care what the assistant was going to do, which meant that the assistant was in charge.