10th day, Imperial City.
Zheng Ren worked as usual, as if it was just a normal day. It was just that the time for the Nobel Prize call was getting closer and closer, and the emotions of the other people in the medical group were becoming more and more unstable.
Zhao Wenhua was not too bad. He was not part of the medical team, and his name was not on the list of events.
Gao Shaojie had brought Lin Yuan to perform the surgery, but he had made a few operational mistakes in succession. It was obvious that he was not in his best condition today. Zheng Ren chased them out and went on stage to perform the few surgeries that day in a lead coat.
Gao Shaojie was also a little afraid of this. He sat in the operation room embarrassedly and watched boss Zheng's extremely skilled operation, which was as smooth as floating clouds and flowing water. However, at this moment, she was anxious and nervous, so she couldn't appreciate this kind of beauty.
