Chapter 939: Chapter 939: Precision
The surgeon backed up, sweating profusely...
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"H-Huh?"
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With a clink, they had the scalpel fall out of their hands...
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Gid, clutching his wound, stared at them...
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"Y-You..."
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It took nearly ALL his willpower to restrain himself from losing control and pouncing on them...
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"B-Bastard..."
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Clutching the wound, he angrily stomped out of the Operation Room...
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And standing there, dumbfounded...
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Our pitiful doctor stared on...
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