Manager Tang was so surprised that his eyes bulged out and he felt uncomfortable.
What did this mean? Was this a teaching surgery?
He looked at the other side of the leaded glass in shock. The two people at the operating table were still whizzing their hemostatic forceps on Chief Zhou's wrist.
Chief Zhou, who had always been aloof and unsmiling, was now as tame as a lamb. Although he had been hit many times, the smile on his face was getting gentler and gentler.
The young Boss Zheng raised his hand from time to time and made a seemingly ordinary gesture to communicate with Chief Zhou.
Although the piercing kit had been inserted, the needle had not moved for a long time. Chief Zhou constantly adjusted the shape of his hand according to Zheng Ren's gesture.
It was mainly because of the angle of the wrist.
