Zheng Ren stood in front of the operating table. He reached out and The Lancet knife appeared in his hand.
"Boss, do you still want to keep the bet?" Su Yun stood opposite him and asked.
"You're not afraid of death, you're not afraid of losing. I admire this spirit of yours. " "Why wouldn't I agree?" Zheng Ren laughed.
"Start the surgery!" Su Yun was excited.
Zheng Ren's judgment was too inconceivable. During the preoperative discussion, Su Yun argued with him for a long time.
Old Mr. Wang did not have any other metallic plants, so he could only conclude that the cobalt metal came from the hip joint.
Su Yun felt that it was due to the material, while Zheng Ren insisted that it was caused by the broken pieces of ceramic that were left nearby.
The two of them even made a bet for this diagnosis.
