Seeing that he didn't speak, Professor Tang withdrew his gaze.

took a folder from the desk and said lightly: "Her current level, there is no need to observe the operation." ”

Senior Brother Feng opened his mouth to say something.

But looking at Professor Tang's face, he swallowed his words back.

……

The Affiliated Hospital of Kyoto University.

Professor Tang appeared in the operating room with five students.

Yang Tianming and the others came in, but they didn't see Gu Mang, "Professor Tang, where is Gu Mang?" ”

"On this occasion, she can't understand it when she comes." Professor Tang said.

Yang Tianming frowned slightly.

Professor Tang looked at the person in charge of the hospital, "The meeting can begin." ”

……

When Gu Mang came out of the testing room, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

The students who went to eat in the cafeteria returned to the laboratory building one after another to continue their experiments, and the corridor was constantly talking.

However, when he saw Gu Mang, his voice subconsciously paused, and his eyes glanced at her.

The girl was wearing a white lab coat and was tall and thin.

With his hands in his pockets, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, nonchalantly.

The next second, the girl's mobile phone seemed to vibrate, she took out her mobile phone and looked at the caller ID.

At the same time, push open the lab door.

"Professor Yang." Gu Mang spoke politely.

The lab was pitch black, and she turned on the light.

"Gu Mang, where are you?" Yang Tianming asked.

The girl said: "Medical information laboratory." ”

Yang Tianming said: "You wait for me for ten minutes, and we'll see you in front of the Medical Information Experimental Building." ”

Gu Mang hummed simply, and didn't ask much.

Hanging up, she grabbed her black backpack and slung it over her shoulders, buttoned up her cap, and left the lab.

……

When Yang Tianming arrived.

Gu Mang crossed Erlang's legs and sat on the bench in front of the experimental building to play with his mobile phone.

"Gu Mang." Yang Tianming spoke up.

The girl looked up, saw him, got up, and put her phone in her pocket, "Professor Yang." ”

Yang Tianming looked at the girl's dark and bright eyes, and said in a guilty tone, "I'm really sorry for today's incident, but I didn't arrange it properly." ”

When Gu Mang entered Beijing University, he promised that he would give Gu Mang the best resources.

As a result, Professor Tang did not let Gu Mang come over for today's important operation.

When Gu Mang heard this, his delicate eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, and he asked rhetorically: "Today's matter?" ”

Yang Tianming was stunned, "Don't you know that there is a seventh-generation robotic surgery at the Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University in the afternoon?" ”

When Gu Mang heard his words, he probably guessed that something was wrong.

Professor Tang is a leading expert in the field of robotic surgery.

The seventh-generation surgical robot was successfully developed in May and has been put into clinical application, and the Affiliated Hospital of Beijing University is the first introduction point designated by the Medical Association.

This matter is very important, and Professor Tang will personally go over to take charge of every operation.

Occasionally, students are brought in.

Yang Tianming is looking for her now, obviously because Professor Tang brought other students in the afternoon, but he didn't bring her.

Yang Tianming said: "Don't worry, you will follow me for the next operation." ”

Gu Mang didn't have any expression on his face, "Let's talk about it, it depends on the situation." ”

Yang Tianming knew that this was the person who could operate on Mrs. Lu, and his medical skills were not even comparable to the professors of Beijing University.

If I can come to Beijing University, I may be interested in artificial intelligence medicine.

I'm afraid that she will not be happy, and she will not even go to the research institute of the medical association.

Then who will inherit their medical society in the future?

The more Yang Tianming thought about it, the more panicked he became, and his throat tightened, "You won't abandon the Department of Traditional Chinese Medicine and the Medical Association, right?" ”

Gu Mang: "......"

Seeing that she didn't speak, Yang Tianming panicked even more, and promised: "Don't worry, I will definitely arrange for you in advance for the surgery and academic summits of artificial intelligence medical treatment in the future." ”

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