The airtight lead door was closed, and Zheng Ren was performing surgery alone in the operating room.
Chu yanran was wearing a lead shirt and staring at the value on the instrument. If anything went wrong, she would rush in immediately.
"Yiren, is everything alright with the director?" Chu Yan Zhi asked.
"Yes, Zheng Ren said that it's not a malignant tumor, but a fungal infection." Xie Yiren recalled what Zheng Ren had said in the car, and her brows furrowed.
"Eh? What's with that expression?" Chu yanran asked curiously when she saw Xie Yiren's troubled expression.
"Zheng Ren said that when the department head came back from the earthquake relief, he ate a wild bamboo rat and got infected with a fungus. This fungus has a certain incubation period, and it only acted up recently. "
"A wild bamboo rat? That can be eaten?"
