Wu hang was overjoyed.
Since the foreign professor did not want to look at it, he had a microscope to spare.
"That's impossible ..." Director Chi subconsciously muttered to himself.
Wu hang's nervous mood was slightly better. At least the director was not particularly angry, but was still struggling with the process of removing the pathological cells.
As for whether it was possible or not, he also thought it was impossible, but how could it be impossible when he saw it with his own eyes?
He had seen it once, but boss Zheng had done it nearly 20 times later. He had probably taken out 20 pathological cells.
"Boss Zheng, what did you use to extract the pathological cells?" Director Chi's eyes were still fixed on the microscope as he muttered to himself.
"Light forceps. They use the photoelectric effect to retrieve problematic pathological cells." "Director Wu, here's the glass cover," Zheng Ren said with a smile.
