It Was Different from What Had Been Said

He Zhichu suddenly understood. "But isn't this surgery going to be nationalized? How's her training going?"

"Previously, only she could perform the surgery. Now that her hand is injured, she's always worried about training her subordinates." He Chengjian sighed, "Not to mention she's worried, we're worried as well. Without three to five years of practice, no one would be at ease letting them operate on our soldiers' brains with such an intricate surgery."

He Zhichu was silent for a moment. His bright peach blossom eyes flickered with a dark light. He said lightly, "Why don't we give up on this surgery? We don't have enough power now anyway. We can't send people to the other side anymore."

He paused for a moment, and his cold and clear voice was a little hoarse."... We also don't need to send anyone to the other side anymore."

He Chengjian understood what he meant, and felt very guilty towards him.