Chapter 1143 Is this three or five jin?

When we returned to the office, everyone was busy writing medical records. There was a space empty, which was Yuan Qingyao's place and he was not there.

Xiao Kai has become accustomed to Yuan Qingyao's busy figure after every operation. He suddenly can't see him, and he still feels a little uncomfortable.

Compared with others, Yuan Qingyao not only works normally, he also needs to do statistical data.

This is a meticulous job of wearing a stone. Most people can do it for a day or two, a month, but once it is done for half a year or even a year, counting various information about thousands of surgical patients...

Xiao Kai felt that even if he gave himself a first author, the workload was not something he could bear.

Moreover, he had seen Yuan Qingyao do statistics, and Xiao Kai was dazzled when he looked at the table on his laptop.

Just take advantage of the Nth author, Xiao Kai knows it.

The young people in the working group were busy, and Zhou Congwen and Chen Houkun were talking and laughing, talking about the operation. Time passed quickly. When it was almost time to get off work, Yuan Qingyao appeared at the door of the doctor's office.

"Brother Zhou." Yuan Qingyao walked in and greeted softly.

He has been wearing a mask all the time, and Xiao Kai feels not used to it, but Zhou Congwen feels that this should be the case.

Without going through more than ten years later, masks seem to be far away from life, which people in 2003 cannot understand.

Anyway, Zhou Congwen has long been used to it...

"Come?" Zhou Congwen asked.

He felt that the mitochondria and ATP high-energy phosphate bonds in his body became active.

Medical expert Zhou Congwen recognizes his identity.

I have experienced countless consultations with this life, and I have long been accustomed to it, and I cannot arouse Zhou Congwen's interest at all.

But it was the first time that the treasure appraiser was a treasure appraiser. The freshness was like... Zhou Congwen laughed.

I didn't expect that I would still feel itchy.

Yuan Qingyao couldn't figure it out and stared at Zhou Congwen in a daze.

"I'll just be responsible for watching movies. You can get the specific ideas yourself." Zhou Congwen said.

"Of course, don't worry, Brother Zhou." Yuan Qingyao smiled, "My dad is just a good letter. It doesn't matter whether he or not, he is mainly afraid of being cheated."

Zhou Congwen smiled.

Just as the academician workstation was established last year, Yuan Qingyao had an uncle from his generation to see a doctor. He contracted a farm and drove by himself in the name of spreading medicine on the plane.

It is normal not to care. Will Liu Xiaobie care about the "small" tens of millions?

Emmm, when did tens of millions of people use to describe it as mere words? Zhou Congwen was stunned for a moment, but then he restrained his excitement and walked out of the office with Yuan Qingyao.

Shen Langxiang watched the fun, but there was still a lot of work to do. He jumped up and down in a hesitation and tangled manner, as if the chair was burned red.

But in the end he sat down and sighed and continued to write his medical records.

Xiao Kai looked at Shen Lang with a smile and wrote his medical records, while he followed Zhou Congwen to gain knowledge.

"Has the CT room been arranged?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"I've made arrangements and I've chosen the place to get off work, which will not affect normal work." Yuan Qingyao said, "My father knows the director of the CT room. It's not a big deal to do a CT test for Mutou."

"Agarwood, agarwood." Zhou Congwen pondered, then asked with a smile, "Qingyao, I'll test you a question."

"Don't be too difficult." Yuan Qingyao's mask moved.

"How to distinguish between agarwood and agarwood?"

Yuan Qingyao's family background was not hesitant, and he began to tell the difference between the two, which made Xiao Kai stunned.

But two or three minutes later, Zhou Congwen smiled, "No."

"Hmm? I heard what the experts said." Yuan Qingyao frowned and looked at Zhou Congwen and asked, "Brother Zhou, I guess you must have a little understanding of treasure appraisal."

"It has nothing to do with treasure appraisal," Zhou Congwen said. "The standard stipulated in the "Pharmacopoeia of the Republic" is that if the solid precipitates content exceeds 10% is qualified agarwood, while if the solid precipitates are less than 10% is agarwood."

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Xiao Kai and Yuan Qingyao were both stunned.

"The Pharmacopoeia of the Republic" is really a medical-related major. I didn't expect that Zhou Congwen even knew this.

As for what solid precipitates are, Xiao Kai doesn't think it's important. He just needs to keep telling himself that Professor Zhou Congwen and Zhou are awesome.

Professor Zhou Congwen and Zhou memorized this kind of remote thing, and he was really not ordinary awesome.

When I arrived at the door of the CT room, there were a large group of people outside, but they were very quiet.

Yuan Qingyao said embarrassedly, "Brother Zhou, there are usually many people coming to your family, it's a bit messy, don't care."

Zhou Congwen smiled, it seemed that Yuan Qingyao's father was also here with his bodyguard.

Although he was curious, Zhou Congwen asked what he should have asked, and he didn't ask a single question. It's not Shen Lang, why should he be so curious?

"Dad." Yuan Qingyao took Zhou Congwen to a thin middle-aged man and introduced the two.

Zhou Congwen stretched out his hand and shook hands enthusiastically with Yuan Qingyao's father.

There was a short old man standing beside Yuan Qingyao's father. He was wearing Chinese-style clothes with a pair of clothes and looking at his fairy-like style, he had a bit of charm.

After introduction, Zhou Congwen learned that this is an expert in the treasure appraisal industry, often on TV, and the one who is well-known in the industry.

However, he seemed to be difficult for him to take Chenxiang to the hospital for a CT scan, and his face was full of unhappiness.

I think so. If a patient was sent to the miracle doctor in Jianghu to ask for a magical medicine that would be good, Zhou Congwen would definitely have a gloomy face and would be unhappy indescribably.

"Uncle Yuan, where is the wood?" Zhou Congwen asked.

"What wood is it? That's agarwood!" The old man around Yuan Qingyao's father was extremely dissatisfied with what he had never said and corrected it coldly.

"Oh, where is the agarwood?" Zhou Congwen didn't care about his "hostility" towards him and asked with a smile.

"Here." Yuan Qingyao's father raised his hand, and two strong men in black clothes appeared in front of him, carrying an exquisite box.

Zhou Congwen frowned.

Just this is definitely more than three or five pounds that Yuan Qingyao said.

After entering the CT room, the doctor in the operation room was familiar with Yuan Qingyao and also knew Zhou Congwen. He said hello and asked someone to carry the box in.

Zhou Congwen rarely had good letters, but this time he leaned over and took a look.

A piece of agarwood with a diameter of 20cm and a length of about 80cm was carefully carried out. One person spread a soft blanket on the machine in the CT room and carefully placed the agarwood on it.

This... Zhou Congwen was stunned.

This is what Yuan Qingyao said about three to five pounds?

There are thirty or fifty kilograms!

If calculated in grams, the value of such a agarwood should be around 30 million yuan.

Although Zhou Congwen had seen money, it was the first time he saw such a large agarwood.

"Why are you growing so big and so regular? Isn't it said that agarwood is a secretion of agarwood?" Zhou Congwen asked Yuan Qingyao in a low voice.

"What do you know? Talking nonsense." The old man wearing a Chinese style pair said disdainfully.
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