"How's the subsidiary region?" Zheng Ren asked after a while.
It was quiet behind the curtain.
He glanced at Mr. Wang and felt a little distressed.
He had been gone for less than half a year, and he didn't even recognize some of the people here.
Things remained the same, but people had changed. This was probably what he meant.
In an instant, a sense of art appeared in the depths of Zheng Ren's stone - like heart.
"Doctor zou, how's the attachment area?" Director Wang asked.
"There's ... There's a space - occupying lesion ..." The doctor in the ultrasound room stammered.
Zheng Ren nodded and sighed in his heart. 'Big pig trotter is still as reliable as ever.'
When he first saw the diagnosis, he was also a little dazed. He didn't expect it to be true.
"Is it an abnormal tumor?" Zheng Ren asked.
