My Skill Level...Is Very High

Zheng Ren's voice sounded in Su Yun's ears. In his tone rang a biological certainty, as if it was the will of the universe.

He could tell that Professor Yang did not dare to make a move.

Who would dare to make a move in this kind of situation? There was no operative view. The grayish-white vesicle walls that had been extracted from the vesicles covered the hepatic portal softly. He had no idea what was going on inside.

The only thing they had to do was to trim the vesicle walls bit by bit, exposing their visual field, and then decide what to do.

The operation time was infinitely prolonged. The patient was already in a state of shock. If the ventilator assisted breathing for too long, even if the operation was successful, the situation after the operation would still be unknown.

This guy was finally here!

Su Yun clenched his right fist tightly.