Early in the morning, Zhaxi arrived at the Institute as usual at six. He sat in the demonstration room, opened his notebook, and prepared to continue organizing the materials for Professor Zhou's case when his phone rang.
It was Professor Yang.
"Come to my office." The voice on the other end was calm, no different from usual.
Professor Yang so early today!
Zhaxi closed his notebook and walked quickly to Professor Yang's office. The door to Yang Ping's office was open, and he was standing in front of the whiteboard, but he was not looking at the clues for Professor Zhou's case. The whiteboard had been wiped clean, with new things written on it.
"Sit!" Yang Ping pointed to a chair, sat down opposite, and placed a printed medical record on the table.
Zhaxi glanced at the cover of the medical record—it was a patient from the Neurology Department of Sanbo Hospital. He looked up at Yang Ping, a bit puzzled.
