"In the world, there are many coincidences." Zheng Ren said,"some time ago, at the Affiliated Hospital of the imperial capital Medical University, they had an interventional heart transplant. The patient's superficial wound had already grown, but the bullet had traveled through the blood vessels to the heart."
This kind of thing was really normal to the doctor.
No matter how bizarre the matter was, it was just a matter of probability. Especially now that information was so advanced, many things could be seen in the news. The spectators felt that life was unpredictable.
"Boss Zheng, what's director Mao's illness?" Lin Yuan asked.
"I don't know," Zheng Ren's answer was very straightforward. He looked at Lin Yuan in surprise."Don't you guys see patients at Harvard?"
This question ... Made Lin Yuan's face turn red.
She looked at her toes and glanced at boss Zheng from the corner of her eye as she followed him.
