Zheng Ren stood in front of the film reader and looked at the film with his chin in his hands.
"Boss Zheng, it doesn't look like a tumor." Professor Feng first stated his own judgment.
"Well, I'm not considering. There's only a blood supply to the periphery, so there should be a feucius in the middle. " Zheng Ren said.
"Trouble ..." Quan xiaocao wanted to say something, but she only managed to say one word before she swallowed her words.
"Little grass, don't be afraid. Just say what you have to say. What are you afraid of? I can't eat you if I say something wrong. " Su Yun encouraged her.
Quan xiaocao had combed her hair today. There was a hint of green in her black hair. The more he looked at her, the more she looked like a blade of grass.
"HM...Hm...Mm ..." Quan xiaocao lowered her head and looked at her feet. She seemed to be regretting why she had spoken earlier.
