Although spring had arrived, a snowfall in the last few days meant that even under a clear sky stretching for miles, it couldn't shake off a certain chill.
In the operating room, all medical staff were busily preparing for the surgery. Jiang Jinsang's body had already been marked by Zhou Zhongqing, and nurses were disinfecting his body…
"How are all the vital signs?" Zhou Zhongqing, having donned his protective gear, entered the operating room.
"Very stable."
"Xiaowu, how are you feeling?" Zhou Zhongqing approached the bed. This surgery had gathered nearly all of Beijing's medical authorities. Aside from those in the operating room responsible for the procedure, there was a large crowd observing through the glass.
It was said…
The surgery would be recorded in its entirety.
