Duan Sanbao thought: Ah, although I don’t know if the big brother’s cousin is there, no matter how stupid he is, he knows that he must stop people from going to the next door at this moment.
Without further ado, he hurriedly led people into Cao Zhao's office.
It's a pity that the person was intercepted and left. It doesn't matter, the hook has been released, and it will come sooner or later. Doctor Han watched the group of them walk into the office next door and shrugged.
After entering Instructor Cao's office, a group of classmates quickly discovered something novel. There was a wonderful mechanical ornament placed on the side cabinet. It was a small glass water tank with an unknown liquid in it. The blue color looked like sea water.
It ebbs and flows. There is a semi-opening and closing thing soaked in the liquid. I guess it is a mechanical valve?
"This is very fun." Classmate Wei Shangquan commented that this is a new type of toy and asked, "Is it expensive?"
A rich second-generation classmate joked that he wanted to buy one to take home and play with.
"It's a gift from the manufacturer," Duan Sanbao said.
These gadgets can only be sent to the big guys by medical equipment manufacturers or distributors, and are impossible to buy on the outside market.
Teachers have a lot of these things. Xie Wanying remembered that Teacher Chang’s orthopedic equipment filled a display cabinet.
If you want to play these things, you can only work hard to become a boss and let people give them away for free.
While they were strolling around the office, Duan Sanbao went to the corner and called his cousin, the boss.
Dudu, Cao Zhao, who answered his cousin's call, asked: "Have you reached the fifth floor?"
"Yes." Duan Sanbao said nervously about his promise to classmate Xie, "They want to see myocardial pathological slices."
"Myocardial pathological section?"
The student must have seen this thing in the anatomy class at school. Why did he suddenly ask him to see it?
Duan Sanbao had to admit that he was too honest and could not deal with people, and said: "When I met the people next door, they said that they had thousands of myocardial pathological slices that they could show to the students."
The group next door was fishing with a hook? Cao Zhao understood and said in a deep voice: "Who wants to watch?"
"Thank you, Xie Wanying." Duan Sanbao gasped as he spoke. If anyone else wanted to see it, it would be this classmate Xie.
There was silence on the other side of the phone for a while, probably also shocked.
Does the big brother's cousin have such a thing? Duan Sanbao couldn't wait for the answer, he panicked and sweat broke out on his face.
He doesn't have it. He doesn't know when the guy next door got this thing. Thousands of myocardial pathological sections are equivalent to opening a small museum showroom. Who knows that he is usually so magical. Now he is really screwed up.
Already.
Why is Mr. Xie interested in this thing?
Pathological slices of myocardium, the process of myocardial disease has always been the same, a few typical slices are enough to summarize everything: slices of normal myocardial cells, slices of early stage of myocardial cell necrosis, slices of myocardial cells dissolving after death, appearance of inflammatory cells, granulation tissue
Hyperplasia, scar replacement.
Mu Yongxian collected thousands of slices, probably just for fun. After all, I had heard before that this guy was a collector.
The most puzzling thing is that Xie, a top academic, has studied pathology, surgery, and internal medicine and already knows what the process of myocardial disease is like. How could he be hung up by a hook casually thrown by the next door?
"You let them sit in the office. I'll go over after I finish the meeting," Cao Zhao said.
The big brother's cousin's tone on the phone revealed an uncertainty that he had never heard before. Duan Sanbao was a little surprised.
