The Number, Was My Father's

Silent, Zheng Ren did not even look at him and continued eating."Could the other side understand you?" Su Yun asked without making any sense."It wasn't a problem," Zheng Ren said vaguely. He could not open his mouth to begin with since it was stuffed with food. His voice was like dough, sounding muffled. "After the thrombectomy, the blood vessels are smoother. Even if some of the capillaries are cut off, it won't hurt the overall situation. If someone follows, the surgical progress will be higher. If there's no one, it won't have much of an impact.""Boss, don't fall asleep just like that." Su Yun's topic could change at any time and place. He was like an antelope hanging its horns, untraceable. "There's food in your mouth. If you fall asleep and accidentally breathe in, you'll have to be resuscitated. Even if the resuscitation is successful, the rice grains will enter your respiratory tract and cause a large area of infection in your lungs..."