"The difficulty of this case has exceeded the current medical level, and it is not a challenge at all."
Zeo saw Yin Shu's arrogant look and couldn't help but retort.
Obviously he didn't expect Yin Shu to be so despicable.
There was a trace of anger in Yin Shu's eyes, he was very dissatisfied with Zeo, a servant who repeatedly spoke out for his master, but his face remained calm.
A pair of pure black eyes looked at Qi Mingye, with a smile lingering at the corner of his mouth, "No one has succeeded, but it doesn't mean that they can't succeed. If you are dragged down by the false reputation and don't even have the courage to try, how can you be worthy of being called the hand of God."
"My master has never cared about those false reputations, but you keep saying you don't care, but you deliberately use this method to attack dissidents. You are just unwilling to succumb to my master. Since you have the courage to try, why don't you leave this operation to you?
Are you responsible for it yourself, or have you decided that your abilities are not as good as my master's..."
"zeo, shut up."
After Zeo had finished speaking, Qi Mingye scolded him slowly.
He moved his eyes away from the information on the table, raised his perfect profile face slightly, and glanced at Yin Shu, who was sitting in the main seat, with eyes as deep as a deep pool.
He put Yin Shu's dark gaze into his eyes and pulled an evil smile from the corner of his mouth.
Zeo was right. Everyone could see that Yin Shu's game was a trap. If not, Yin Shu would have taken action as soon as Zeo questioned his purpose.
Being able to tolerate it until now is a disguised acquiescence.
"that is it?"
Qi Mingye didn't blame Zeo too much. He lazily stretched out his hand to close the document in front of him and opened his lips nonchalantly, "I thought you could come up with such clever tricks."
"You agreed?!"
The first person who couldn't believe it was Mark. His brown eyes were wide open under his gold-rimmed lenses, and his hands on his sides were nervously clenched into fists.
It's not like DQ couldn't see such an obvious trap.
Is he overconfident in his medical skills to the point of arrogance? He actually dares to take such a fatal case!
Mark opened and closed for a long time, unable to utter a single word, and even had the urge to persuade DQ to give up.
As a doctor, he couldn't bear to see a myth in the medical world fall away.
The impact of a failed operation, exaggerated by silver art, is enough to destroy DQ's hard work for so many years.
"master……"
Zeo wanted to say something else, but when he met Qi Mingye's sharp eyes, he shut up.
The first time was Qi Mingye's connivance, and the second time was overstepping the bounds. No one could refute DQ's order.
Yin Shu narrowed his eyes, his eyes were a little ethereal, and with a bit of searching, he looked deeply at Qi Mingye's expression, trying to see through what he was thinking.
He was too confident and didn't think he would lose.
Or is it because the person he wants to save is so important that he can even give up everything he has worked hard for for many years.
DQ should know better than anyone else that if the operation fails, his so-called hands of God will be completely ended...
It was the first time that Yin Shu felt so uneasy because he could not guess someone's thoughts. He unconsciously clenched his hands on the armrests of the chair and took a deep breath without leaving any trace.
"After the operation, regardless of success or failure, the antidote to the devil's kiss will definitely be given."
Yin Shu's voice sounded slowly, with a respect that he was not even aware of, addressing DQ, this respectable opponent.
