"Does it not hurt? Then try moving a bit..."
"Yes, lift your hand, flex your fingers a little."
"Spread your fingers apart again..."
Mu Nanshu cooperated with each instruction.
When Lu Cheng re-entered the room, he saw more and more people gathering around and finally couldn't help but snap: "What are you all doing?"
"Was it properly sterilized?"
"Who was the first to touch it? Get out!"
"This is my operating room, I don't need you in here."
The group dispersed, but no one spoke.
In fact, they weren't sure who was the first to get close to the operating table.
For now, they're relying on the fact that the law doesn't blame the crowd.
Seeing no one responding, Lu Cheng said, "If you're going to watch, watch properly. If you can't, just leave."
"If this happens again, don't blame me for being impolite!"
"Damn you, Dai Linfang." Lu Cheng muttered to himself with his final curse.
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