บท 97: The Six Sword Slaves Are About to Convene!

"Godfather!"

"The doctor from the underground clinic is here."

Liu Mingshi, a member of a modern office building in Bohui Square in the West City District who looked like a successful person, pushed open an office and stood in front of Qin Yu.

"Bring him to the surgery room for Zhao Fanggang to operate on."

Qin Yu sat in front of the boss's chair, turned around, and looked at Liu Mingshi.

He leaned against the floor-to-ceiling window and turned on the computer screen in front of him.

There were two main perspectives on the screen. The first view was a temporary operating theater that was sealed and spacious on all four sides and had been sterilized.

There was only one operating table in the middle of the operating theater, and Zhao Fanggang was lying on the bed. There was no one else.

The second view was the elevator.