As she led elder Shen upstairs, Peng Jia felt a chill run down her spine.
It was true that boss Zheng had won the Nobel Prize. However, he had won the Nobel Prize for interventional surgeries, and his live surgery livestreaming was usually focused on general surgery and cardiothoracic surgery. In Peng Jia's memory, he had never performed any neurosurgery or orthopedic surgery.
"This time, we've attracted a God. Let's see how this ends," Peng Jia complained in her heart.
With elder Shen's academic status, a casual word from him could cause a moderate-sized earthquake. No matter how young and impetuous boss Zheng was, if the two of them fought in the air, the one who would be injured in the end would definitely be the Xinglin garden.
Peng Jia kept complaining, but he managed to control his expression and didn't show any abnormal emotions.
