Bai Mo was about to let his Divine Sense delve further when he suddenly sensed sothing was amiss, so he withdrew it.
He took a deep breath, already understanding the peculiarity within.
He looked up at the experts present.
"Are there any CT scans? I’d like to read them.
"It’d be best to have a few scans of a normal brain for reference and comparison."
An expert reached out, directly pushing his laptop to Bai Mo.
Bai Mo nodded and began reading the scans.
He saw that the folder contained nurous CT scans, more than normal, from more angles—so even hardly changed, making them a dizzying sight.
Bai Mo scrolled through with the mouse wheel, reading each one.
He wasn’t familiar with CT scans, but he already knew the answer—it was just a matter of finding a thod or angle to convey it to the experts present.
Fox Claw, wearing a black sweater matching his master’s, leaped onto the desk proudly, tail raised... As long as the master acts, there’s no dilemma! This bunch of old n can just relax and wait!
The experts around the conference table looked at Professor Zhang with wry smiles. They thought, why bother bringing Bai Mo here? Even a genius can’t master every field. Their only intention was to cooperate with Bai Mo, complete this formality, and then send him away.
Professor Zhang also realized that his action was sowhat inappropriate. Bai Mo’s expertise wasn’t in this field; bringing him here was sapping his confidence and affecting how other experts viewed him.
In his mind, Qing Lu Ancient Immortal was already chuckling.
"Hahaha, resorting to desperate asures?
"This problem isn’t sothing that can be easily solved!
"Disciple, why not ask ?
"Though even if you did, I might not have helped you. Hahaha."
Professor Zhang ignored Ancient Immortal, glanced at Bai Mo who was still reading the scans, hesitated for a mont, and then leaned forward to speak.
The other experts around the table stretched lazily, hands on the table, about to stand up.
And at that mont...
They heard Bai Mo speak.
"There’s sothing wrong with the patient’s brain cortex.
"Look at these few scans; my intuition tells the shadows on the patient’s brain cortex are different from those of a normal person."
Next to him, Fox Claw confidently picked up the laptop and displayed the screen to the others.
The experts froze in place, each craning their necks to take a look.
They were all big nas in the field of neurology, and their skill in reading scans was certainly not weak.
Now, staring at the groups of scans selected by Bai Mo, each pair of eyes was full of seriousness.
"Huh? Is there a difference?"
"Isn’t the shape a bit different, maybe due to individual differences?"
"Expert Bai Mo might not fully understand."
Leading the group, Professor Qin suddenly adjusted his glasses, pupils contracting.
"Hey? Look at this shadow; could it be... that the patient’s brain cortex has a thin layer of... of... blood scab?"
Bai Mo remained expressionless.
Professor Zhang’s eyes widened.
The Ancient Immortal in his mind stopped laughing, his expression turning peculiar.
Once the experts were enlightened, they clicked their tongues one by one.
Staring at the scans chosen by Bai Mo, the more they looked, the more it seed that Professor Qin might be right.
"Oh my god, how can a brain cortex develop a blood scab?"
"No wonder we couldn’t see it; is that a place where a blood scab can form?"
"Expert Bai Mo, how did you discover this? Have you studied imaging? Your scan reading skill is so strong?"
"Hahaha, Expert Bai Mo, quickly share your experience with everyone."
Bai Mo was dazed for a mont, furrowing his brows, wondering how he could explain.
He had looked for the process by knowing the answer—it was indeed simpler that way.
At this mont, choosing his words carefully, he spoke out sothing that left all the experts dumbfounded.
"I never studied imaging; I relied on... intuition!"
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