Slapping Zhao Xiang's Face

Gao Yongliang frowned. "Qin Sheng, it hasn't even been a month yet. Do you want to check it again?"

Qin Sheng was very confident. "No need."

When Gao Yongliang heard this, he still had doubts in his heart. "Alright, I'll be there right away. Qin Sheng, I hope you can create a miracle."

Zhao Xiang had heard Qin Sheng's words from the side.

Qin Sheng hung up the call. Zhao Xiang sneered. "Qin Sheng, you really managed to make it? Don't ask for too much and get slapped in the face."

Without waiting for Qin Sheng to speak, Zhao Xiang continued to mock, "Qin Sheng, those famous medical scientists have spent a few years, or even more than ten years, working on this research day and night, but they still haven't come up with anything. Professor Gao might be one of them."

"You're only a student, and you only spent three to four months to figure it out? What a joke! Do you really think you're so capable?"