Zhao Wenhua is not worth it.

"Boss Zheng, iodophor doesn't look like that on CT scans, right?" Lin Yuan continued to ask.

"Not what?" Zheng Ren asked casually.

"It looks like a stone. I feel like there's something wrong with what you said." Lin Yuan asked,"boss Zheng, don't be angry. I just don't understand."

Zheng Ren turned his head and took a look at Lin Yuan. This child's talent was not bad, but he was still far from Su Yun 's.

Lin Yuan was stunned for a moment and subconsciously wanted to raise his hand.

"CT scan, have you done it before?" Zheng Ren stared at the radial styloid process on Lin Yuan's left hand and asked.

Lin Yuan felt as if an invisible hemostatic forceps had knocked on the radial styloid. Boss Zheng had slapped him, and his heart trembled.

"I'm asking you a question. " Zheng Ren stopped looking at him. He found director Luo's phone number and called him.

"I did. Boss Zheng, you mean ..."