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"Huh? What is this?" An old man in his sixties said, picking up the hand-drawn wave diagram Yang Luo put aside.
The middle-aged man pursed his lips, "Waveform graph, do you even need to ask?"
The old man frowned and glanced at the middle-aged man: "I mean, is the current computer software so advanced? Less than half of the waveforms can be drawn."
A dozen people standing in the ward put their heads together, and someone said, "It's hand-painted."
A dozen people took a closer look, didn't they? Although this waveform diagram was drawn using a two-dimensional multiphase method, it is still somewhat different from the one drawn by a computer. But even that was shocking enough. The value and difficulty of this hand-drawn waveform diagram is only clear to the insider, even if they are tied together, it is impossible to draw it.
The old man looked at Yang Luo in disbelief and asked, "Did you draw it?"
Looking at the expressions on the faces of these people, Tong Tong knew that the lines drawn by Yang Luo were definitely not simple. Hearing the old man's question, he jumped off the bed, and said triumphantly, "Of course it was drawn by Brother Yang, or else it was drawn by you?"
A dozen or so people looked at Tongtong, and then turned their attention to Yang Luo. Seeing that Yang Luo didn't say anything, it meant that he had acquiesced to this matter.
There was no sound in the ward, Ouyang Hao looked at Tongtong obsessively. But Tong Tong looked at the wonderful expressions on the faces of a dozen people with great interest.
After a while, the middle-aged man said: "Isn't it just drawing half a waveform diagram, what's so great about it."
I don't know why, but when Tongtong heard someone say bad things about Yang Luo, she became angry, "It's nothing special, anyway, this is only half a picture, you can draw the rest."
The middle-aged man opened his mouth, but finally swallowed what he wanted to say. Just kidding, let him draw. If he could draw, how could he wait until now? Just relying on the hand-drawn waveform diagram, he can sit at the top of the cardiology department.
Seeing that the middle-aged man hadn't spoken, Tong Tong didn't stop there: "Why didn't you talk? Aren't you amazing?" Everyone else looked at the livid-faced middle-aged man, and some even gloated a little.
The middle-aged man clenched his fists with both hands and stared at Tongtong tightly. When has he ever been so angry, especially at his age, it can be said that he is young and promising. One day, he won't be flattered by the family members of those patients, and then accept the red envelope with peace of mind. But today, he was made unable to come to the stage by a little girl.
Tongtong raised his head and snorted provocatively, "If you don't have that ability, don't say such things. I really thought you were very good? It turns out that you are an idiot."
"You,,,,," the middle-aged man pointed at Tongtong's nose and was speechless.
Tongtong raised her pretty face, "What are you, don't embarrass yourself here. I even wonder if you are a quack doctor who comes here to eat and die.
Yang Luo listened with a smile on the corner of his mouth, "Tongtong! Shouldn't you be going to class?"
Tong Tong turned his head and said, "My classmate is sick, of course I want to stay here with him."
Ouyang Hao was refreshed when he heard Tongtong's words, "Tongtong! Thank you for being with me."
Yang Luo shook his head helplessly, Ouyang Hao is really pitiful, for actually falling in love with such a quirky little girl, he really thinks his life is too long. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com