Owen Rothschild looked into Wu Mian''s eyes, serious and focused. After a few seconds, he said in a deep voice, "Wu, if you need it, my plane can fly to pick you up at any time."
Wu Mian was slightly stunned. He looked at Ao Wen''s eyes suspiciously, as if he wanted to read some secrets.
But Owen''s mood was well covered up, and his eyes were quiet, even nothingness. Then Wu Mian thought of something. He laughed and said, "Ao Wen, you are too confident."
"Isn''t it?"
"Definitely not. That''s what I call death." Wu Mian said with a smile. "Well, since you can say that, I''m very moved."
Owen smiled sideways.
"I''ll give you a piece of advice." Wu Mian leaned close and whispered in Owen''s ear.
"Huh?"
"After I cured gerbin mecatok''s Alzheimer''s disease, you can go back and find relevant scholars to study Neanderthals."
"..." Owen was stunned, "Neanderthal? That''s..."
"This is the main reason why I quarreled with my teacher Dr. Anthony," said Wu Mian. "Please believe me, this is a friend''s advice."
Owen Rothschild looked at Wu Mian''s eyes carefully. He saw clear, transparent, distant and vast, but he didn''t see a flicker and cunning.
"OK." Owen had some questions, but he didn''t refuse or deny, but nodded cautiously.
When the motorcade entered the provincial capital, Wu Mian picked up his mobile phone and made a call.
"I''m finished. How''s the patient?"
"The patient is fine. He is sober." Zhang Zimo said, "Mr. Wu and Peng Peng are scared."
Then came laughter.
"Do you have time?" asked Wu Mian.
"Don''t say that, Miss Wu. You must have time," Zhang Zimo said quickly.
After making an appointment, Zhang Zimo, director Qian and Peng Peng change clothes and go out.
Director Peng hasn''t separated from the shock just now. His face is very white, whiter than the patient.
Finally, I took a few more eyes. The patient is in stable condition and has recovered. It''s OK to transfer out of ICU now. But he still thinks Mr. Wu''s words are very right. He will observe them for at least two days.
"Peng Peng, you are also an old driver of Wanchang. What did you do today? Did you anesthetize the spinal nerves?" Zhang Zimo asked.
"I guess so, but I''m very cautious about stitching. I shouldn''t." director Peng is also very depressed. He feels that there are countless blocks in his chest and can''t spit out.
"Ask Mr. Wu, as long as the patient is okay." Zhang Zimo advised.
The three came to the hotel.
The hotel was booked by Mr. Wu. Originally, Zhang Zimo didn''t want to come back to the most upscale hotel in the provincial capital. Although it''s not bad for money, he''s not used to the consumption level here.
After entering the hotel gate, Peng Peng picked up his life and was haunted. He didn''t notice any difference. But Zhang Zimo and director Qian were stunned at the same time and stood at the door.
In the lobby of the hotel, there was some silence. No matter how much the central air conditioner was turned on, it was difficult to stop the cold.
"Hello, please register." a female manager in a business suit greeted him with a smile and said to the three.
"..." Zhang Zimo is no stranger to the five-star hotel.
Every school opening meeting, as long as the grade is enough, will be held in the conference hall of the five-star hotel. But when I came here before, I didn''t encounter anything to register.
The smile on the female manager''s face was bright, but her eyes twinkled. Her smile was disguised to hide her inner panic.
Behind him stood several people, some ordinary and ordinary, some with a breath that ordinary people don''t have. Zhang Zimo was surprised. He silently followed the manager on duty to the front desk.
"We came to the bar on the first floor, sat down casually, met a friend and talked," Zhang Zimo explained.
"Please have a look at your ID card."
A small flat head holding a POS like machine in his left hand said to Zhang Zimo and other three people.
After checking the ID card, Xiao Ping said politely, "Hello, director Zhang."
"..." although Zhang Zimo is well-informed, he has never seen such a scene.
"Miss Wu is waiting for you in the cafe."
After xiaopingtou checked the identities of director Qian and Peng Peng, the three came to the cafe on the first floor of the hotel.
The coffee shop is actually a semi enclosed structure.
From a distance, I saw several people with similar temperament to the small flat head scattered around. In the coffee shop stood five tall foreigners with a tough face.
This pomp
When did Miss Wu become so "easygoing"? Whether Zhang Zimo, director Qian and Peng Peng, a series of question marks emerged in their hearts.
"This side." Wu Mian saw the three people come in, raised his arms and said hello.
"Owen, you are a big trouble," Wu Mian said to Owen Rothschild, putting down his arm.
"I''m sorry for the trouble. I''m just curious about your daily life. Wu, your time shouldn''t be spent on such a small thing." Owen said indifferently.
In the face of this pomp, even Zhang Zimo was a little careful.
Sitting opposite Wu Mian, they seemed to dare not sit down. The three looked at each other carefully. Finally, Peng Peng spoke first.
"Thank you for today, Miss Wu." director Peng said politely.
"I didn''t help anything. The patient himself was fine. The anaesthetic strength, such as endotracheal intubation and ventilator, passed quickly." Wu Mian said, "director Peng, how did you do the block? Tell me about the process briefly."
Director Peng cheered up immediately.
This is Mr. Wu''s test of himself. We must do well. In addition, he was a little confused. As an old driver of Wanchang, director Peng didn''t really want to understand what happened. It''s just that this thing is so scary that he doesn''t want to meet it again.
"Preoperative physical examination showed that the patient had no deformity of spine and limbs, 30 ° cervical flexion, 30 ° posterior extension, 30 ° left flexion, 45 ° right flexion, 30 ° left posterior rotation, 50 ° right posterior rotation, negative tapping test, positive intervertebral foramen extrusion test and positive neck extension test.
Cervical 3-7 interspinous tenderness, left brachial plexus traction test positive, Hoffman sign negative, muscle strength of both upper limbs grade 5, no obvious muscle atrophy.
The visual analogue score of pain at onset was 6 points and 0 point at remission. "
Director Peng began to introduce his condition, and Wu Mian listened carefully.
Owen Rothschild sat aside and looked leisurely at Wu Mian''s daily life. For him, Zhang Zimo, director Qian and Peng Peng are not the same "creatures" as him.
But Wu Mian listened to the narration very carefully.
It''s a pity that Wu wasted all his time on it, Owen Rothschild thought. People at his level should work in the laboratory, strive to break the upper limit of human science and technology, or develop new drugs, and whatever they do should be more complex with Owen''s "Aesthetics" than now.