370 Faster Than A Rabbit

The golden-haired foreigner spoke a fluent Northeastern Mandarin, which stunned the plump courier.

What was going on?

The courier's presence was negligible to Zheng Ren and Professor Rudolf. The patient's scan was as captivating as a pretty lady.

"The patient's condition is suitable. A better position for entry would be somewhere around here."

"Boss, at this position, there's a possibility we have to patch up the vessel. I suggest angling the needle 15 degrees to the right."

"No. The scan has some artifacts due to hydrography. That position won't do. Here should be adequate."

The courier could not understand a single thing the two men were saying.

Even Su Yun, who was standing behind them, could barely comprehend their ramblings.

Most surgeons had a Graduate-level understanding of radiographs. On the rare occasion, some possess Master-level knowledge.