Zhou chunyong was very happy.
A man in his fifties, at the age where he knew his destiny, should not be afraid of anything in the world.
However, he could feel that the transparent ceiling started to crack as boss Zheng kept hitting it with the hemostatic forceps.
It had not shattered yet, and Zhou chunyong did not know when it would.
However, as long as one persevered, there would be a day when they would break.
Perhaps, he would be able to hear the clattering sound the next time the hemostatic forceps were used.
The sky above was so pure, and the air was so delicious. He never thought that he would have another breakthrough in technology one day!
After the sixth patient was done, Zhou chunyong and Zheng Ren turned around and left the stage.
Behind him, the leading professor was wearing sterile clothes and gloves and was ready. After the two of them left, the professor leading the group came over to perform chest compressions.
