Back in 2002 as a doctor

Zhou Congwen frowned.

This is definitely more than the three to five catties Yuan Qingyao said.

After entering the CT room, the doctor in the operating room was familiar with Yuan Qingyao and Zhou Congwen, so he said hello and asked someone to carry the box in.

Zhou Congwen is rarely trustworthy, but this time he leaned over to take a look.

An 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 put the agarwood on it.

This... Zhou Congwen was dumbfounded.

Is this the three to five catties that Yuan Qingyao said?

There are thirty or fifty catties!

If calculated according to the number of grams, the value of such a piece of agarwood should be around 3000 million RMB.

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

"Why does it grow so big and so regular? Isn't it that agarwood is the secretion of agarwood?" Zhou Congwen asked Yuan Qingyao in a low voice.

"What do you know, talk nonsense." The old man in Chinese style said disdainfully.

Chapter 1147 Chen Xiang's CT Diagnosis

Yuan Qingyao frowned and stood between Zhou Congwen and the old man, expressing the anger of the master's young master to the old man unabashedly.

Zhou Congwen smiled, "It's okay."

Before Yuan Qingyao could speak, the old man began to talk about the identification of this agarwood, just like Zhou Congwen was lecturing.

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

This is the so-called specialization in the art industry.

However, out of respect for the profession, Zhou Congwen didn't say a word of nonsense about things he didn't understand.

Because Zhou Congwen knew that it would probably be annoying to tell people the basis of diagnosis and differential diagnosis with his own fingertips.

Yuan Qingyao's father looked at Zhou Congwen with a smile and didn't say anything else.

The heavy lead door was closed, and Zhou Congwen saw two security personnel wearing lead jackets standing inside and not coming out.

He also said that there was radiation.

It is normal for the patient to be accompanied by their children during the examination.Such a small amount of thread intake is nothing to ordinary people.

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

The CT machine started to scan, Zhou Congwen caught a glimpse of the old man's distressed face out of the corner of his eye.

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

"What do you know, this is baby, baby! What kind of CT is you trying to pull? I'm really sorry for my ancestors." The old man glanced at Yuan Qingyao while talking, and then glared at Zhou Congwen and reprimanded him.

But he didn't dare to vent his anger on Yuan Qingyao, but turned his eyebrows coldly at Zhou Congwen, his words were full of displeasure.

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

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

At the beginning of the 21st century, it would be nice to have a CT, and the requirements are not too high. Zhou Congwen has already gotten used to all this after returning.

As for Yuan Qingyao's sudden whim to do CT for Chen Xiang, Zhou Congwen didn't think he could instantly become a master of appreciating treasures.

But when Zhou Congwen saw the CT image, he frowned.

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

"How is it possible!" said the old man in a Chinese-style double-breasted gown with some anger, "After many inspections, no matter what method is used, it is confirmed to be true! This is priceless agarwood, it cannot be fake!"

Zhou Congwen didn't answer Yuan Qingyao's words, nor did he care about the old man's displeasure. He just stared at the CT screen, as if he was watching a patient's film carefully and meticulously.

After the scan was finished, Zhou Congwen patted the technician on the shoulder to get him up, and sat in front of the machine to operate the machine to find out the relevant images.

Yuan Qingyao and his father whispered a few words, Yuan Qingyao's father nodded, noncommittal.

Zhou Congwen didn't listen to what he said, but just focused on watching the film.

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

"What's the problem? Dare I ask you how many sticks of incense are planted on the altar, the geometry of the cloud bucket, and where is the blood dripping from the three mountains?" The old man in a Chinese-style double-breasted gown asked contemptuously.

"Hehe." Zhou Congwen smiled and didn't tell him. Instead, he clicked print and went back to the machine to wait for the film.

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

"There is indeed something wrong with the video, just like what I guessed before." Yuan Qingyao frowned, pointing at the screen, "I guess Brother Zhou can see it too."

The old man glared at Yuan Qingyao angrily, but wisely, he didn't say anything disrespectful to Yuan Qingyao.

"Uncle Yuan, why don't you go back to the office first, there are a lot of people here, if you meet an emergency patient, then touch Chen Xiang." Zhou Congwen came out with the film and said with a smile.

When the old man saw the film, he felt uncomfortable all over, and the corner of his mouth twitched, showing infinite contempt.

After sending the wooden box out, Yuan Qingyao's father asked, "Xiao Zhou, do you see the problem?"

"I can't tell you the problem. I don't understand this. I just say what I saw on the video. Uncle Yuan, you can refer to it."

Hearing Zhou Congwen's polite words, Yuan Qingyao's father's affection for Zhou Congwen greatly increased in his heart. While chatting lightly, he walked back to the office of the academician workstation.

Xiao Kai followed all the way, but didn't say a word of nonsense. When he returned, seeing Zhou Congwen wanted to insert a film, he whispered a few words in his ear.

"Alright, then go to the big office, there are more people, and it's convenient there." Zhou Congwen smiled.

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

"Old man, listen to me before I finish." Zhou Congwen smiled.

It is estimated that the old man will be very sad for a while. As for what to slap or not, I am afraid that he will never think of it.

Xiao Kai trotted to the big office and called Shen Lang, Li Ran, and Peng Yiming to move the tables, chairs, and floor.

A small venue was quickly arranged.

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

"That old man didn't like Professor Zhou, so he picked on him all the way." Xiao Kai lowered his voice and whispered in Shen Lang's ear, "I'll bring him here so you can see how he's so miserable."

"Oh?" Shen Lang was instantly overwhelmed with curiosity.

The old man in a Chinese-style double-breasted gown looked really aura, just like the kind of tall man in the movie.

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

"There is a problem with the film, I don't understand it, but I can understand Professor Zhou's expression." Xiao Kai said with a smile, "I guess he missed it."

"Don't talk nonsense, Congwen is a doctor, definitely not an expert in treasure appraisal."

"I didn't talk about Jianbao, I kept talking about watching movies."

Shen Lang couldn't laugh or cry.

Doing CT on a piece of wood, can Zhou Congwen still tell that the wood has a malignant tumor?

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

Wearing white clothes, Zhou Congwen stood in front of the film reader as if giving a lecture to a student, and said loudly, "Uncle Yuan, first of all, I'm not an expert. I don't understand anything except medical treatment."

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

"Next, let me talk about the video data." 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, took out a piece of film and inserted it, "This is a CT positioning image. The bottom one is obviously a horizontal low-density shadow, indicating that the wood is discontinuous. Looking at the density, it seems to be three pieces of wood spliced ​​together, square and square. Yes, very regular."

"Impossible!" the old man said angrily.

"Be quiet." Zhou Congwen said, "I said, I only talk about the video, I don't understand the rest. If you have any objections to Jianbao, it has nothing to do with me. If you tell me that I can't watch movies, then we two To say it."

The demeanor of a school of master burst out from Zhou Congwen.

Chapter 1148 Chen Xiang's CT Diagnosis

Shocked by Zhou Congwen's aura, the old man in the Chinese-style double-breasted gown was slightly taken aback.

Zhou Congwen's aura didn't match the young man's at all. Just the vague pressure made people feel difficult to breathe, flustered and short of breath.

He looked at Zhou Congwen in surprise, not understanding why this kind of aura of a master of a generation burst out in a young man.

"Wait until I finish." Zhou Congwen pressed his hand down.

The old man shut his mouth embarrassingly, his eyes were still full of doubt and stubbornness.

Xiao Kai was very happy watching from behind.

Zhou Congwen just didn't want to argue with the experts invited by Yuan Qingyao's family, but this kind of carelessness was only limited to normal times.

When Zhou Congwen stood in front of the film reader, or in front of the operating table, he would naturally think that the whole world was in his hands, and even his aura became so breathtaking.

What is a world-class expert?

This is!

He leaned back and crossed his legs.

"Dean Xiao, what are you talking about?" Shen Lang asked suspiciously.

"Look at the gossip, don't ask first." Xiao Kai said with a smile.

"Next, let's watch the second film."

Zhou Congwen took off the film on the film reader and inserted another film.

"This is a cross-sectional scan of wood. The soft tissue window is on the left. The window width has been widened after my manual adjustment."

Hearing Zhou Congwen call Chen Xiang wood, the old man burst into anger, but this time he did not speak, but stared at Zhou Congwen with piercing eyes, and listened to him.

"The right side is the bone window, and only the high-density image in the center can be seen, and the image density is obviously different." Zhou Congwen tapped his finger on the position of the high-density image in the center of the film, making a thud.

"A large sheet of high-density shadow is seen in the center, and the edge is a normal wood low-density shadow, and the wood texture can be seen."

"Nonsense." The old man finally couldn't bear it anymore, and said in a cold voice.

"This is the result obtained by computerized tomography, which is relatively objective." Zhou Congwen glanced at the old man in a Chinese-style double-breasted gown, and said in a very flat and indifferent tone, "It's not the so-called metaphysics. I repeat, this is objective. standard."

The old man's face was extremely ugly, Zhou Congwen smiled slightly, "Since you doubt it, let me explain it in a little more detail."

"From the image, the edge and center of the wood present two CT values ​​with different densities.

The high-density CT value in the center is about 930 Hu, and the CT value of the peripheral low-density shadow is about -570 Hu. The difference between the two is very large, close to 1500 units Hu, and small bubble-shaped low-density shadows are scattered in the central high-density shadow. "

Yuan Qingyao approached his father, explaining what Zhou Congwen said in a low voice.

Let alone ordinary people, even in a hospital, if it is not someone who is engaged in video, almost no one can understand this passage.

Yuan Qingyao's father suddenly smiled and raised his hand.

"Uncle Yuan, tell me." Zhou Congwen said gently.

"Doctor Zhou, please briefly explain the principle, I don't think it's complicated."

"Okay." Zhou Congwen nodded.

"The CT value is for the convenience of measurement. It is designed by the scientist Housefield to artificially set the range of the substance. The value range is 2000, from -1000 to +1000, and the unit is Housefield, that is, Hu."

"It's 2001, and there are 0..." As soon as Shen Lang spoke, Xiao Kai raised his hand and patted the back of his head.

"Shut up, how could Professor Zhou say something wrong!" Xiao Kai lowered his voice and scolded.

This bastard Shen Lang is really a good guy, now is a good time for Professor Zhou to pretend to be aggressive, how can anyone object? !

Besides, even if someone objects, that's what the villain has to do.Shen Lang belongs to the direct line of Zhou Congwen's direct line, anyone can say this, but Shen Lang can't.

Shen Lang chuckled, "I've been arguing a lot with people in Tianya recently, I'm used to it."

"Look at it honestly." Xiao Kai didn't know what Tianya was, so he just reprimanded in a low voice.

Zhou Congwen didn't seem to notice the conversation between Xiao Kai and Shen Lang, and continued to explain.

"The CT value of some substances is fixed, such as water is 0Hu, extremely high metal +1000Hu, air is -1000Hu, calcium is above 80Hu, fat is -40Hu-120Hu, cancellous bone is about 100Hu-200Hu, compact bone is about Greater than 250Hu or more."

"Of course, this is not absolute."