The meeting ended.
Everyone dispersed.
Shi Ze was about to return to the research institute.
"Old Ze, quickly tell me, what's the deal with that robotic surgery over there?" An old friend of his, a fellow academician, Duan Zhichai, stopped him. Although Duan Zhichai was well past seventy, he was still leading projects.
Research subjects.
That is, Medical Devices.
He missed this opportunity and was probably regretting it heavily now. Shi Ze smiled faintly and shook the photocopy of the product manual in his hand, "Come on, let's go to my place, and I'll explain it to you properly."
"Alright."
Then.
The two arrived at Shi Ze's office.
They looked through the manual.
While he explained.
The more Duan Zhichai heard, the more shocked he became.
