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1626 It doesn't matter what happens, it's fine

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"..." The male student was very dissatisfied. He looked back and saw a man in his fifties standing behind him, and was shocked.

I haven't seen a strange face for several days. Could it be that this is a teacher from the school?

Although he had never seen and did not know each other, he still stood up immediately with tactfulness, "Teacher, when did you come?"

"It's okay." Zhou Chunyong looked at the lancet cutting the liver slowly in the picture, and occasionally explained the anatomical structure near the location, his eyes straightened.

"Teacher, please sit down."

"No need, can we understand?" Zhou Chunyong looked at the TV screen and asked.

"How can you not understand it so simple!" said another student, "It's much better than what our bureau teacher Xie said."

Zhou Chunyong smiled.

The students regard this as a local anatomy class, but they don’t know that this is actually a Nobel Prize-style anatomy teaching.

But there is no guidewire, just a catheter.

It's such a useless thing. Telling the children this... It's a pity that they definitely don't understand.

Zhou Chunyong nodded and turned around and left.

"Who is that person?" After he left, a student leaned out and saw him going up the stairs and asked in a low voice.

"Who knows that he is the teacher at the senior level, don't worry about him."

"I think I'm like a school leader, a bit like a principal."

Zhou Chunyong didn't know how the students were talking about him. He was thinking about whether he would send the general specimen he had worked hard to get.

The liver of animals is different from that of human liver, especially hepatitis B, and liver cirrhosis.

This general specimen has an extraordinary significance for Zhou Chunyong.

He believes that after reading the anatomical general specimens, the interventional surgery level of liver cancer and portal hypertension will have an overall leap.

The more this happens, the more cautious he is.

Zhou Chunyong hopes that Boss Zheng will teach anatomy when he is full of energy and present every detail to himself.

I don’t know if Boss Zheng is in good spirits after being trapped here for 3 days.

When he arrived at the second floor, he followed the sound to the classroom.

The familiar lighting was originally designed by myself, but under Su Yun's secondary design, it is already comparable to the most formal operating room. And it is the rare type of operating room that allows others to observe the operation.

And that's not all, Su Yun has added a lot of "flower work" ingeniously.

Standing under the standard shadowless light, he was like a popular traffic student, waving the lancet and explaining while dissecting.

"Boss Zheng?" Zhou Chunyong was surprised to see Zheng Ren sitting aside, holding a surgical book in his hand that he was reading.

"Well? Director Zhou, here you come." Zheng Ren's honest smile made Zhou Chunyong feel very stable.

"What are you studying?"

"Look at it casually." Zheng Ren said.

Zhou Chunyong sat down beside Zheng Ren, looking at Su Yun with reluctance to do an autopsy, and asked, "What disease do the children diagnosed?"

"There is no diagnosis so far." Zheng Ren smiled and said: "I think it is mass hysteria. The specific source may be the excessive pressure in school learning and the recent food poisoning class."

"..." Zhou Chunyong was speechless.

The school is under too much pressure, so what are your old man doing? Extracurricular activities?

As for the food poisoning class, it seems to be a bit possible. But the number of people who have the disease is too many.

"Student, you came out of school, and wherever you learn, you feel something is wrong." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "It's just that this kind of mass hysteria is relatively rare."

"Are you sure?" Zhou Chunyong asked.

"Not sure, but nothing happened in the end, and the diagnosis is not important." Zheng Ren smiled and said, "The last checkup today is fine. The children are going to be discharged from the hospital and go back to school. It's okay, that's fine."

Yes, it's fine.

Zhou Chunyong looked at Su Yun’s anatomy and his eyes were almost unable to be pulled out. He said with emotion: “Boss Zheng, you and Dr. Su’s anatomy are so familiar, they are amazing.”

"Fortunately, you have gone too far." Zheng Ren said.

"My foreign director made a liver sample from a general teacher in the local health school, the kind with severe cirrhosis." Zhou Chunyong showed off.

"Uh..." Zheng Renhuo grabbed Zhou Chunyong's arm and asked, "Really?"

Zhou Chunyong felt his hand like a tamper, and his vein return of his arm was blocked, and immediately began to swell and itchy. Then he began to feel pain, and all kinds of discomfort came from the nerve endings.

"Yeah, Boss Zheng, please be gentle, I can't stand my old arms and legs." Zhou Chunyong complained.

"Sorry." Zheng Ren also found that he had lost his composure. He patted Zhou Chunyong on the arm and asked, "Where is the general specimen?"

"Don't worry in my office, you can't lose it." Zhou Chunyong was proud and thoughtfully. This was a flattery to make Boss Zheng feel comfortable.

The so-called itchy part in the scratch.

It is hard to see that Boss Zheng, who is like a mountain, loses his composure.

"This is a good thing!" Zheng Ren rubbed his hands, obviously feeling itchy, "All the directors on that side have arrived?"

"I'm here, I'll wait for you."

"I'll make a call." Zheng Ren said: "Contact. If possible, I will go with the students later and go to the Imperial Capital Medical University to directly dissect the general teacher's specimens of cirrhosis."

This is a rhythm that I can't stand overnight.

Zhou Chunyong thought so too, and he nodded repeatedly.

Zheng Ren picked up his cell phone and started contacting him. After calling a few phone calls, his expression was a bit strange.

"Boss Zheng, what's wrong?" Zhou Chunyong asked curiously.

"Imperial Capital Medical University, there is a teacher Jie from the bureau who told me to have an autopsy together..." Zheng Ren said, and his fingers moved slightly.

"Orthrosse?" Zhou Chunyong was stunned.

"Last time I went to the Imperial Capital Medical University to teach, I talked about the application of local intestinal anatomy and ESD surgery."

When Zheng Ren said this, Zhou Chunyong was stunned.

Can students understand such high-end things? Not to mention students, they have only known what ESD surgery is in recent years.

"The Anatomy and Teaching and Research Department provided a piece of intestinal tract. Two days ago, I asked him to ask me about the students' class situation... Alas, I have to help me with the short staff." Zheng Ren sighed.

But Zhou Chunyong did not think what he said was true.

The fingers tremble slightly, representing the true thoughts in Boss Zheng’s mind. It’s just forensic identification. Boss Zheng is good at?

"Boss Zheng, forensic identification, have you participated in it?"

"No." Zheng Ren said: "But I can still do the basic data. They decide what specific questions they have."
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