Three hours later.
Black Doctor walked out of the room with a look of exhaustion, shed his white coat, sat on a chair outside the room, and let out a long sigh. At this time, Hungry Monkey and the others were sitting outside, anxiously and restlessly waiting. Hearing Black Doctor's sigh,
Hungry Monkey felt like his heart was about to fly out of his throat.
"What the hell are you sighing for?!!"
"What's the situation now? Can Miao still be saved?"
One would rather have Buddha nod three times than hear a doctor sigh.
When a doctor sighs, it is either an omen of impending death or a sign of irreversible fate.
"Hurry up, will you?!"
Even Doctor Gou was desperately urging him on, his voice filled with impatience. He was also a doctor, barely considered a surgeon, but his Kung Fu-level skills were just enough to perform minor procedures like circumcision with the help of tools; anything more complicated was overestimating his abilities.