At 3:40 P. M., The operating room was ready.
Director ye and director Kong knocked on the door and interrupted the conversation between Zheng Ren and Dr. Mehal.
Obviously, Dr. Mehall was a little regretful to be interrupted at this time.
The discussion about the transparent ceiling ended here. It was about time for the operating table.
'If I had met Zheng Ren a few years earlier, how many would there be,' Dr. Mehal thought. At that time, he would still be able to put on lead clothes and fight for glory like a Knight.
Unfortunately, he was too old to even wear lead clothes now. He could only lie on the operating table and watch Zheng Ren perform the surgery. Even though he was an assistant, it was just an opportunity to experience it. Dr. Mehal knew this.
"Boss Zheng, are we going now?" Director ye looked at Zheng Ren and asked.
Zheng Ren nodded and looked at Dr. Mehal.""Doctor, let's go for the surgery."
"I'm thirsty. " Dr. Mehal muttered.
