Chapter 852: How do they meet?

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"Yes!"
Lu Bingbing nodded truthfully, "Although the chance is not big and the risk is high, he said he can try it."
"Has he ever had a successful case in cardiac surgery?"
Although Gray had serious doubts about Lu Bingbing's friend named Ye Xiu in his heart, Gray continued to ask cautiously.
"How could he have any success stories? This guy named Ye Xiu is a neurosurgery doctor, about the same age as me. I have never heard of his publications in cardiac surgery."
Lu Bingbing hasn't answered yet, but Wu Jinhui on the side has already answered first.
When speaking, Wu Jinhui's eyes were full of disdain.
Although he hadn't had time to check Ye Xiu's details, he did not believe that Ye Xiu really did any research in heart surgery.
Besides, he is familiar with experts in the field of cardiac surgery, especially the younger generation, who are slightly more outstanding. He almost always pays attention to them, because in his eyes, these people are his competitors. Opponent, his goal has always been to become a top expert in heart surgery like his teacher, so if Ye Xiuzhen has any outstanding contributions and research in heart surgery, it is impossible for him not to know.
Lu Bingbing frowned, her heart was very uncomfortable with Wu Jinhui's words, especially the disdain in Wu Jinhui's tone, which made her extremely disgusted, but she wanted to refute it for a while. But I can't think of anything to refute.
Wu Jinhui is really right. Ye Xiu does not seem to have a successful heart surgery case, let alone published academic papers.
"Doctor Lu, I think..."
Gray was still a little cautious, and he didn't directly say that Ye Xiu was a liar, but when he heard Wu Jinhui's words, he glanced at Lu Bingbing's expression and made a decision in his heart.
Just kidding, a Chinese neurosurgeon who is about the same age as Wu Jinhui, how deep can he research in cardiac surgery?
And this person has never had a successful case!
Such a person, dare to say that there is a way to deal with Lu's disease?
What is this not a liar?
If the other party is not a liar, then he and the top heart surgery experts in the world are all liars!
Even a young person in neurosurgery can solve a condition that can be solved by just learning a little knowledge of heart surgery. They are so-called top experts who can't cure it. What is it that is not a liar?
But before Gray had finished speaking, the knock on the office door rang.
"Come in!"
Lu Bingbing called out quickly.
"Doctor Lu, Doctor Ye is here."
The office door was pushed open, the secretary said to Lu Bingbing, and then stood by the door carefully and respectfully.
"Doctor Lu..."
"Bruce?"
With a look of embarrassment and awkwardness, the look on Ye Xiu's face walked into the office unnaturally. He was really not used to the secretary's respectful attitude.
And he thought that Lu Bingbing was so respectful to him because he said yesterday that he could try it out, and he felt a little pressure in his heart.
Although he has basically comprehended the eighth stitch method today, he is not absolutely sure to cure Lu Mu.
Firstly, he has never used the eighth stitch before. Whether he can use it well or not. Moreover, even if he is really lucky, he successfully performed the eighth stitch at the first time. He is still uncertain about the effect of the eighth stitch.
As soon as he entered the office, Ye Xiu saw Lu Bingbing who was standing in front of him, and he was about to say hello, but before he could finish his words, he heard a voice full of exclamations.
"Ms. Gray?"
Following the direction of the voice, Ye Xiu's gaze fell on Gray who was sitting next to him. The look on his face suddenly became stunned. His eyes widened suddenly, and there was an expression of disbelief in his eyes.
"Bruce, it's really you!"
Gray stood up directly from the chair, with an expression of excitement and surprise written on his face, rushed to Ye Xiu and hugged Ye Xiu tightly.
When he saw Ye Xiu’s first glance, he was still a little bit afraid of Ye Xiu’s identity, thinking that he had misunderstood him, he was dazzled and so on, but at this moment he saw Ye Xiu turn around. Turning around, looking at him head-on, he no longer doubted Ye Xiu's identity.
Although Ye Xiu’s appearance has changed considerably compared to before, as his most admired and favorite student who has been teaching in Oxford for many years, his impression of Ye Xiu is too deep. In terms of language, even if Ye Xiu turned into ashes, he would recognize it.
"Ms. Gray, is it really you?"
Ye Xiu's face was also full of surprises and excitement, and he hugged Gray tightly.
Speaking of which, he and Gray have not seen each other for many years.
After graduating from Oxford, I have never seen it again. Even the mail exchanges have become less and less in recent years. Only occasionally, I will occasionally send a letter to talk about heart and vascular surgery. .
He really didn't expect to see Gray here.
What exactly is going on?
How did they meet?
Seeing Ye Xiu and Gray who were embracing each other tightly, full of excitement and surprise, Lu Bingbing, her secretary, and Wu Jinhui in the office were dumbfounded.
Lu Bingbing's secretary is better. She didn't know much about the relationship between these people, but the eyes of Lu Bingbing and Wu Jinhui were completely widened.
The scene before them was really beyond their expectations.
Although Lu Bingbing knew that Ye Xiu graduated from Oxford University, she remembered that Ye Xiu's degree was not in heart surgery. According to reason, Ye Xiu and Gray would never have any intersection!
Her gaze subconsciously looked at Wu Jinhui, wanting to get an answer from Wu Jinhui, Gray's direct student, but immediately she was disappointed. Wu Jinhui's expression seemed even more bleak than her.
Isn't this guy named Ye Xiu a liar?
Isn't he a doctor of neurosurgery in Huaxia Elementary Hospital?
How did he know the teacher?
And how does it look so familiar?
Seems more familiar than him as a student?
What is going on here?
In Wu Jinhui's heart, he only felt that one hundred thousand grass mud horses were rushing and whistling, and his mind was a mess.