He changed his clothes and entered the operating room. Zhao Wenhua was already washing his hands and preparing for the emergency surgery.
He had made two preparations, and boss Zheng might not even come. However, the moment he saw boss Zheng, he was a little excited.
Wasn't this the reverse of time?
Back then, if only ... Zhao Wenhua had thought of something and dispelled it. That was all in the past, and there was no point in thinking about it.
"Boss Zheng," Zhao Wenhua said.
Her voice was not loud, but it contained a hint of struggle, two hints of regret, three hints of shyness, four hints of hope, and so on.
His emotions were so complicated that even Zhao Wenhua himself felt lost.
"Yes, do it. I'll watch from the outside." Zheng Ren said.
Zhao Wenhua was stunned for a moment. His heart was filled with panic. He felt that he had lost his composure and continued to disinfect the wound. He used his actions to hide the fluctuations in his emotions.
