"Dangdang~" knocked on the door, interrupting Professor Gerd Müller's thoughts.

"Who?" said Gader, impatiently.

"Professor, it's me. His assistant cautiously pushed open the door and walked in, carrying a bag in his hand and exuding cold.

"What is this?" asked Gad with a frown. He changed his position, and the fat all over his body was trembling, as if the fat would be thrown out in the next second.

"Professor, this is a cow's liver. You don't know how hard it is to buy a whole liver. I ran six blocks to get it in a small Chinese store. Gad's assistant grumbled quietly.

"Did the MRI diffuse do?"

"It's done. ”

"Put it in the fridge. Professor Gerd Müller waved his hand and said casually.

His assistant was relieved and turned away. Damn the Chinese people, they actually want to do an MRI of animal liver, this kind of strange request is really the first time I have encountered it. Gad's assistant thought to himself that it was a terrible experience to run a few blocks so late and be stared at with monster-looking, perverted eyes.

Professor Gerd Müller frowned and looked at the door, he always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

After thinking about it, the room was quiet, except for the occasional sound of "snapping" hemostatic forceps hitting the radial styloid process.

More than ten minutes later, it occurred to Professor Gerd Müller that it was the sound of the hemostatic forceps in close contact with Dr. Smith's radial styloid process that confused him.

What level Dr. Smith is, Professor Gerd Mueller still knows. Watching the recording of the surgery, he already has a very deep understanding of TIPS surgery. In the recording, the hemostats were just beating him and making some very minor corrections.

It can't happen overnight that everyone's level has improved by leaps and bounds. If so, then you have Alzheimer's disease.

This is absolutely impossible! Professor Gerd Müller immediately denied this.

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

It's a teaching method, not a deliberate oneself-embarrassment.

After thinking about this key point, Professor Gerd Müller felt refreshed. But then the question arises - did you overlook any details?

Assuming that there was a slight possibility, Gad didn't want to ask Rudolph, and he could guess how much ridicule and teasing he would have attracted if he had asked.

But I don't have Dr. Zheng's phone number yet, which is a distressing thing.

Gade thought about it for a long time, and finally the sound of hemostatic forceps tapping on the styloid process of the radius gave him a hint - ask Dr. Smith.

He picked up his 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 Gerd Mueller was a little confused, and instead of politely stopping, he kept calling Dr. Smith with great persistence.

It took almost half an hour for the phone to be picked up.

With a roar, one can imagine Dr. Smith's paper-like body shaking as if he had been baptized by a hurricane.

Professor Gerd Müller listened in silence and did not refute.

Three minutes later, Dr. Smith asked, "Damn, you're going to run out of battery, what the hell is going on?!"

"Doctor Zheng from Huaxia just left from you, didn't you?"

"Oh my God, how many times are you going to ask me! I told you, it's the doctor who has been kissed on his hands, beaten a few times, what! You hateful things, you only know ......" The gushing scolding sounded, and Professor Gerd Müller was helpless.

It seems that during this day, countless people called Dr. Smith. After all, the world-renowned professor was actually subjected to a teaching operation and beaten with hemostatic forceps. It doesn't matter, the important thing is that this teaching operation is live......

Really grieved for Dr. Smith, Professor Ged Müller secretly rejoiced in his heart, not paying attention to his rants. But soon, Gade interrupted Dr. Smith and said, "Doctor, I think you misunderstood. ”

"Huh?"

"Dr. Zheng is here with me. Professor Gerd Müller said calmly: "His assistant said that he wanted me to prepare an animal liver and do an MRI diffusion. I didn't understand what that meant, so I called and asked you. ”

"Oh my God, I remember, you're with Rudolph, aren't you!" Dr. Smith suddenly became interested, he had a high IQ, and the intricate relationships between the characters in the middle were instantly straightened out, and he could already see Professor Gad's tragic tomorrow.

But this kind of misery is something that many people can't ask for.

Before the emergence of this young Chinese doctor, technical barriers locked the passage for almost everyone to move forward. When he left, Dr. Smith had another full day of surgery, and he noticed that his skills had improved considerably.

Is it Professor Gerd Mueller's turn now?, Dr. Smith smiled and said, "A good suggestion for you, Mr. Gad." ”

"Please. ”

"That young Dr. Zheng, his hands have indeed been blessed by God, so learn from him. There was a slight smile in his words...... and the snapping sound of hemostatic forceps striking the radial styloid process.

"......," replied Professor Gerd Müller at once, "No, I mean animal liver, how did you get that side?"

"Of course, it's fresh liver, and the larger the animal, the better. Of course, MRI diffusion should also be done, and tomorrow you will see Dr. Zheng dissecting the liver while explaining the new TIPS surgery in combination with MRI diffusion. He is an angel sent by the gods to open a door for you that has been sealed for a long time. Dr. Smith said with no shortage of exaggerations.

With that, Professor Gerd Müller understands what is going on.

Is there really anyone who can explain MRI diffusion while dissecting?! This intuitive way of lecturing, even when I was in school, no teacher would do this.

Not why, just because they won't.

Professor Gerd Mueller's whole body trembled with excitement, and the chair under his ass creaked and embarrassed.

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

Freshness is not counted, and it is necessary to do MRI diffusion.

After the arrangement, Professor Gerd Müller hung up the phone, and he didn't care what the assistant was going to do, but the assistant was in charge.