บท 995: Fake Angel

How could she not be angry?

On the screen, in the operating room of Country S.

Luseff was feeling smug. He asked his assistant to put on disinfectant gloves for him.

In front of him, a young man in his thirties on laid on a flat operating table.

The coat and hat on the bed showed that he was a courier.

His legs had lost a lot of blood that was still fresh. It was as if he had just been knocked down not long ago. Before the anesthesia had even taken effect, he was already unconscious.

On the big screen, there was a line of words: "Luseff's Team: Osteosynthesis!"

This was almost identical to the content on Gu Qiqi's big screen. "Gu Qiqi's team: Osteosynthesis!"

In more than 50 countries, none of the medical skills displayed were repetitive. All of them had their own characteristics.

Only Luseff's had coincided with their surgery!

Wasn't this too much of a coincidence!