Zheng Ren's surgery was not done quickly, but it was not done slowly either.
Old he looked at boss Zheng's technique attentively and sighed in his heart. It was really awesome. Although boss Zheng's ability had been proven countless times, he seemed to have no limits.
He could perform an automatic liver transplant, and even the intestines of such tender tofu were handled so well.
What else was there to say?
"Old he, go and change your music." "Last time, I spent an entire night operating on the patient and heard about good luck. I was disgusted by the sound of it," professor Feng said again.
"I guess I'll make do." Old he didn't even lift his eyelids."Boss Zheng personally ordered the song. You changed it just like that?"
Feng Jianguo was speechless.
Boss Zheng ... He didn't seem to be listening at all. He was completely focused on the surgery. He was the only one who needed music to relieve his boredom.
