The lesson ended after three hours.
Professor gade Muller sat in his seat in a daze. He looked at the clean left half of the liver and the MRI scan. The transparent ceiling, which used to be a technical barrier and could never be penetrated, began to loosen unknowingly. He could vaguely feel his progress.
The surgery.
The operation is now!
The little beast in professor gade Muller's heart roared.
How many years had it been since he had this feeling? Gade couldn't even explain it.
A group of people came to the operating room, and the patient had already been picked up. He looked at dozens of people coming in in confusion and was a little scared.
Is this a surgery? Or had he mutated and was going to be cut into pieces for research?
