The observation room was dead silent.
The people froze there with blank expressions.
Their eyes slowly widened, filled with extreme shock and astonishment.
On the operating table below, the patient who was supposed to be "dead" was actually moving. His fingers trembled slightly, and color returned to his face.
It was as if he had come back to life.
"How is that possible?"
All the doctors, young and old, were completely shocked.
What they saw was completely beyond their understanding. They could not describe it other than a miracle.
"How can that be?"
"Who is that kid?"
They were full of questions.
In the next moment, the whole room was in an uproar.
Joy and excitement appeared on the doctors' faces.
"Just who is that kid?" Jiang Baoshan laughed drily.
He had thought that the kid was a lunatic, and he wanted to watch the kid make a fool of himself. Instead of a joke, he witnessed a miracle.
