Chapter 1144 CT diagnosis of agarwood (Part 1)

Yuan Qingyao frowned and blocked Zhou Congwen and the old man, and expressed the anger of the master's master to the old man without any concealment.

Zhou Congwen smiled, "It's okay."

Before Yuan Qingyao could speak, the old man began to use his fingers to explain the identification of this agarwood like Zhou Congwen gave a lecture.

He talked for several minutes, but Zhou Congwen didn't understand a single word.

This is the reason why you have specialized in your profession.

However, out of respect for professionalism, Zhou Congwen didn't understand anything nonsense.

Because Zhou Congwen knew that he usually used his fingers to explain the basis for diagnosis, and he probably hated it when differential diagnosis was also very annoying.

Yuan Qingyao's father looked at Zhou Congwen with a smile, and said nothing else.

The thick lead door was closed, and Zhou Congwen saw two security personnel wearing lead clothes and standing inside without coming out.

He also said that there was radiation.

It is normal for a patient to have a checkup and the children are there to accompany him. Such a small amount of food is nothing for ordinary people.

And putting tens of millions of cash there is more important than blood and family affection for many people.

The CT machine started scanning, and Zhou Congwen saw the old man's face full of pain from the corner of his eyes.

"Old man, don't worry, it's just a little ray and won't be damaged." Zhou Congwen persuaded with a smile.

"What do you know? This is a baby, baby! You actually want to do something to do. What a CT scan! I'm really sorry to my ancestors." The old man glanced at Yuan Qingyao while saying, then glaring at Zhou Congwen and scolded.

But he did not dare to vent his anger on Yuan Qingyao, but instead he was cold to Zhou Congwenheng, and his words were full of displeasure.

Zhou Congwen knew that he had suffered an unintentional disaster, but he didn't care.

Soon, the video data appeared on the screen frame by frame.

In the early 21st century, it would be good to have CT, but it would not be too high. Zhou Congwen has long been used to all this after he comes back.

As for Yuan Qingyao's sudden idea of ​​doing CT for Chenxiang, Zhou Congwen did not think that he could become a treasure appraiser in an instant.

But when Zhou Congwen saw the CT image, his brows frowned.

"Brother Zhou, is it fake?" Yuan Qingyao asked softly.

"How is that possible!" said the old man wearing a Chinese double-breasted gown with some angrily, "After many inspections, no matter what method is used, it is determined that it is true! This is a priceless agarwood, and it cannot be fake!"

Zhou Congwen did not answer Yuan Qingyao's words, nor did he care about the old man's unhappiness. He just stared at the CT screen, just as he was as careful and meticulous when watching a patient's film.

After the scan was completed, Zhou Congwen patted the technician's shoulder and asked him to get up. He sat in front of the machine and started operating the machine to find the relevant images.

Yuan Qingyao whispered a few words to his father, and Yuan Qingyao's father nodded without comment.

Zhou Congwen didn't listen to what he said, just watched the movie attentively.

After 2 minutes, Zhou Congwen whispered, "I don't know how to identify it, but there is something wrong with this agarwood."

"What's the problem? I wonder how many incense sticks were inserted on the altar, how many clouds were in the sky, where are the three mountains bleeding?" The old man wearing a Chinese double-breasted gown asked contempt.

"Haha." Zhou Congwen smiled and did not tell him, but clicked to print, turned around and waited for the film on the other side of the machine.

"Qingyao, what's going on?" Yuan Qingyao's father asked.

"There is indeed a problem on the image, just like I guessed before." Yuan Qingyao frowned and pointed at the screen, "I guess Brother Zhou can see it too."

The old man glared at Yuan Qingyao angrily, but he was tactful and did not say anything disrespectful to Yuan Qingyao.

"Uncle Yuan, why don't you go back to the office first? There are many people here. If you encounter a patient who is rescued in the emergency room, you will touch the agarwood." Zhou Congwen walked out with the film and said with a smile.

When the old man saw the film, he felt uncomfortable all over and glanced at the corner of his mouth, and he was extremely despised.

The wooden box was sent out, Yuan Qingyao's father asked, "Xiao Zhou, have you seen the problem?"

"I can't tell the problem. I don't understand this. I just tell you what I see on the image. Uncle Yuan, please refer to it."

After hearing what Zhou Congwen said, Yuan Qingyao's father's father's affection for Zhou Congwen increased greatly. While chatting lightly, he walked back to the office of the academician's workstation.

Xiao Kai followed along, but didn't say a word of nonsense. When he went back, he saw Zhou Congwen wanting to insert a movie, so he quickly whispered a few words.

"It's okay, then go to the big office. There are many people, so it's convenient there." Zhou Congwen smiled.

"Pretending to be a ghost!" the old man said contemptuously.

"Old man, listen to me and say it later." Zhou Congwen smiled.

I guess the old man will be very sad later. As for whether he slaps in the face or not, he may not even think of it.

Xiao Kai ran to the big office and greeted Shen Lang, Li Ran, and Peng Yiming to move tables and chairs.

A small venue was soon arranged.

"Director Xiao, what is this?" Shen Lang asked while busy.

"That old man dislikes Professor Zhou and he is picking all the way." Xiao Kai lowered his voice and said in Shen Lang's ear, "I'll bring it here to let you see how he was defeated."

"Oh?" Shen Lang was instantly curious.

The old man wearing a Chinese-style double-breasted gown really looks very aura, just like the kind of master he played in the movie.

"What's going on?" Shen Lang asked.

"There is something wrong with the film. I don't understand it very much, but I can understand Professor Zhou's expression." Xiao Kai held back his smile and said, "I guess he took a look."

"Don't talk nonsense. Congwen is just a doctor, and he will definitely not be a treasure appraisal expert."

"I didn't talk about treasure appraisal, I always said that I was watching movies."

Shen Lang was so amused and crying.

If you do a CT scan of a piece of wood, can Zhou Congwen still tell me that the wood has a malignant tumor?

Soon, after the arrangement was completed, Shen Lang wanted to sit in front, but when he saw Yuan Qingyao moving a chair and let his father sit down first, he could only swallow his saliva and sit behind to watch.

Zhou Congwen was wearing a white suit, standing in front of the video reader as if he was giving a lecture to a student, and said aloud, "Uncle Yuan, first of all, I am not an expert. Apart from medical care, I don't understand anything else."

Yuan Qingyao's father smiled slightly, and the old man snorted coldly, quite impatient.

"Next, I'll talk about the video information." Zhou Congwen said, "It's only related to the video..."

"Xiao Zhou, tell me." Yuan Qingyao's father smiled, "Don't be so cautious."

Zhou Congwen nodded and took out a piece of paper and inserted it, "This is a CT positioning image. The bottom is a scattered low-density shadow, indicating that the wood is discontinuous. Judging from the density, it seems that it is made of three pieces of wood, square and very regular."

"Impossible!" the old man said angrily.

"Be quiet." Zhou Congwen said, "I said, I only talk about the images, I don't understand the others. If you have any objections to treasure appraisal, it has nothing to do with me. If you tell me that I can't watch movies, then we have to say something."

The demeanor of a sect master burst out from Zhou Congwen.
Chapter completed!