Chapter 593 Back Figure_2

"The professor wants to see me?" August temporarily put aside his resentment towards a pen, tidied up his white gown, braced himself, and made his way to Yang Ping's office.

The door was slightly ajar. He gently pushed it open, poked his head in, and softly asked:

"Professor, you wanted to see me?"

"Come in!" Yang Ping was studying a surgery plan and wanted to discuss it with him.

August walked in, stood erect with his hands glued to the seams of his pants, leaning slightly forward.

The corner of his eyes was fixed on the Professor's pot of tea. He knew that if the Professor poured a cup of tea from that pot for a student, it meant that the student was accepted by him—this was said to be a tradition.

So far, Dr. Ao had not been served that cup of tea.

Yang Ping pushed the 3D model of the spine to the center of his desk: "Dr. Ao, if we use an external spinal fixation frame to treat this case, how would you suggest we perform the osteotomy? This is your patient."