"Director Zhou, you're here." A doctor in his forties said.
"Professor Wu, Hello." Zhou chunyong extended his hand and shook it. He wanted to introduce him to boss Zheng.
"Mr. Wu, I think there's a problem with the medical imaging, and we need to do further examination." The girl did not notice that someone had come in. She looked at the film on the film reader and said in a low voice.
Zhou chunyong was taken aback. He was in a hurry just now, so he did not hear what the person inside said.
However, when he walked in, there was someone who had the same thought as boss Zheng. It was a younger girl.
"This is ..." Zhou chunyong mumbled.
"A Ph.D. From Harvard. Young people always have their own ideas." Professor Wu laughed.
However, from his words, one could hear the disdain he had for the girl's diagnosis. For some reason, professor Wu didn't scold him directly. Instead, he said something embarrassing.
