Chapter 1072： Sad reminder, sad reminder of tomorrow

"Dangdang~" knocked on the door and interrupted Professor Ged Muller’s thoughts.

"Who?" Gade asked very impatiently.

"Professor, it is me." His assistant carefully opened the door and walked in, holding a bag in his hand and letting out the cold.

"What is this?" Gade frowned and asked. He changed his position, and the fat in his body was shaking, as if the fat would come out in the next second.

"Professor, this is the 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." Gade's assistant whispered.

"Is nuclear magnetic dispersion done?"

"finished."

"Put it in the refrigerator." Professor Gade Muller waved his hand and arranged it casually.

His assistant was relieved and turned and left. The **** Chinese people actually want to do nuclear magnetics to the animal's liver. This strange request is really the first time. Gade’s assistant thought that it would be a terrible experience to run a few blocks so late and be stared at by watching monsters and perverted eyes.

Professor Ged Muller frowned and looked at the door. His heart always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn’t figure out what was wrong.

Meditating, the room was very quiet, but there was a sound of a "squeaky" hemostatic forceps that beat the styloid process.

More than ten minutes later, Professor Gade Muller suddenly thought that it was the sound of the hemostatic forceps and the close contact of Dr. Smith's sacral styloids.

Dr. Smith Muller knows what level Dr. Smith is. Looking at the surgery recording, he has a very deep understanding of TIPS surgery. In the recording, the hemostatic forceps just beat him and made some very minor corrections.

It is impossible to have a leaps and bounds improvement in the level of everyone overnight. If so, it is that I have Alzheimer's disease.

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

In other words, with animal liver plus nuclear magnetic dispersion, Dr. Zheng and Rudolf must have used it in the Mayo Clinic!

This is a means of teaching, not deliberately difficult for yourself.

After trying to understand this key point, Professor Ged Muller felt refreshed. But the problem comes with it - is it something that I have overlooked?

Ask Rudolph? Assuming there is a possibility, Gade doesn't want to ask Rudolph, he can guess how much ridicule and teasing if he asks.

However, I don’t have a phone call from Dr. Zheng. This is a distressing thing.

Ged thought for a long time, and finally the sound of the hemostatic forceps hitting the styloid process of the sacrum gave him a hint - ask Dr. Smith.

He picked up his phone and found Dr. Smith's phone and hit it.

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

This time, you should not sleep. Professor Gade Muller had some doubts. He did not politely stop, but he was constantly attached to Dr. Smith.

After nearly half an hour, the phone was picked up.

A roar, it is conceivable that Dr. Smith's paper-like body is constantly shaking, as if he had accepted the baptism of a hurricane.

Professor Ged Muller listened in silence and did not refute.

Three minutes later, Dr. Smith asked: "Damn, the phone will be hit by you, what is it?!"

"Doctor Zheng of China, just left from you, is it?"

"Oh my God, how many times have you been asking me? I said, it was the doctor who had been kissed by the gods, and was beaten several times, what else! You are a group of hateful things, only know..." The buzzing sounds, Professor Ged Muller is also very helpless.

It seems that this day, countless people called Dr. Smith. After all, the world-renowned professors were actually given a teaching operation and were beaten by hemostatic forceps. This is not important. What is important is that this teaching operation is live broadcast...

Really saddened by Dr. Smith, Professor Ged Muller secretly enjoyed his heart and did not care about his roar. But soon, Gade interrupted Dr. Smith's words and said: "Dr., I think you understand it wrong."

"Ok?"

"Dr. Zheng is here with me." Professor Gade Muller said calmly: "His assistant said that I want to prepare an animal liver, but also to do nuclear magnetic dispersion. I don't understand what it means, just call and ask. ask you."

"Oh my God, I remember, you are with Rudolph, isn't it!" Dr. Smith came to the interest, his IQ was very high, and the intricate characters in the middle were instantly smoothed out, and Gade was already seen. Professor's tragic tomorrow.

However, this misery is what many people can't ask for.

Before the emergence of this young Chinese doctor, the technical barrier locked the passage of almost everyone. When he left, Dr. Smith had a whole day of surgery and he found that his technical level had improved.

Is it now the turn of Professor Ged Muller? Dr. Smith smiled and said: "Give you a pertinent suggestion, Mr. Gade."

"please say."

"The young Zheng doctor, his hands really got the blessing of God, so learn from him." In the speech, a little smile... and the hemostatic forceps beat the snoring of the sacral styloid process.

"..." Professor Gade Muller replied immediately: "No, I mean animal liver, how did you get it? Is there any detail?"

"Of course it is a fresh liver. The bigger the liver, the better the liver effect. The nuclear magnetic dispersion is of course also to be done. Tomorrow you will see Dr. Zheng dissecting the liver and explaining the new TIPS surgery in combination with nuclear magnetic dispersion. He is a god. The angels coming to the world will open a long-lasting door for you." Dr. Smith said with exaggeration.

With that said, Professor Gade Muller understood what was going on.

Can someone really dissect while explaining the nuclear magnetic dispersion? ! This kind of intuitive way to teach in the bones, even when it is school, no teacher will do this.

Not why, just because they won't.

Professor Ged Muller’s excitement of the body’s fat trembles constantly, and the chair under his **** is squeaky and embarrassing.

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

Freshness is not counted, and nuclear magnetic dispersion is still to be done.

After the arrangement, Professor Gade Muller hangs up the phone, he does not care what the assistant is going to do, and the assistant is responsible.