Yang Ping sat down in front of Li Zehui's desk, Marshall handed over the case file. Yang Ping didn't browse the paper case but looked at the imaging pictures first.
This was a shared office. For easier information exchange, each doctor had a desk equipped with a computer, printer, and an electronic screen for viewing images.
On another floor, some of them had private offices, but most of the time, they preferred to work here.
The doctors in the office gathered around, standing nearby. They were curious to see if an orthopedic surgeon was truly proficient in cardiac surgery.
The quality of the electronic viewing screen was excellent, the image was crisp, and any reflection had been eliminated.
"Doctor Yang, can you provide a detailed interpretation of this patient's heart ultrasound?" Doctor Dodge appeared behind him at some point.
Li Zehui glanced at his senior. Was this a test for his guest?
