Once everything was ready.
The sharp scalpel cut through the flesh, opened the chest cavity, revealing the vigorously beating heart inside.
"Forceps, please."
"Stop the bleeding!"
"How are the vital signs? Pay attention to the transfusion."
"The patient's vital signs are normal, no decreasing trend."
"Keep a close watch, don't be complacent, we only have this one specimen."
Sweat formed on Professor Rori's forehead as nurses by his side helped wipe it off. Age was one factor making it challenging to perform the surgery himself, but the tension of fearing a mistake that could waste the precious specimen was another.
It wasn't just Professor Rori who was tense; Mahat and Moritz outside the laboratory were also holding their breath, staring unblinkingly at the screen hanging on the exterior wall of the lab, which was broadcasting live everything happening in the surgery.
Professor Rori picked up the scalpel again and cautiously proceeded to operate on the heart.