The young man was arrogant and despotic. He really wanted to let him learn the dangers of medical treatment. This was what Zhao Yunlong thought to himself.
The bloody mist filled the entire operating theater. It was a mess.
Two nurses and the anesthesiologist were frantically rescuing and administering medicine. They allowed the blood to drip down and pour all over the person's head and body.
In the operating theater, only Zheng Ren was standing in the position of the surgeon like a statue. He did not move at all.
Zhao Yunlong sneered. No matter how skilled he was, Zheng Ren was a young man when all was said and done. He did not have enough clinical experience. He would be dumbfounded if he encountered such a situation.
