And it was three fingers.
Chen Gong couldn't afford to delay.
Because... this surgery was going to take quite a bit of time.
At least five to six hours.
Such a long time, could those severed fingers maintain a stable viability?
If the fingers just became necrotic, then there'd be no point in suturing them at all!
Chen Gong couldn't dally any longer.
The surgery had to begin.
At this moment, Wu Baocheng watched Chen Gong take deep breaths continuously.
He couldn't help but laugh, "Are you nervous?"
"Don't be scared!"
"Scared of what?"
"I'll tell you, when I was 20, I dared to dismantle German equipment worth more than two hundred million!"
"Had no choice, we were poor!"
"Back then, we scrimped and saved and even fell half a year behind on salaries just to buy that precious equipment."
"Asking a foreign expert for repairs would cost millions of US dollars!"
"Isn't that just ripping people off?"
