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642. Chapter 642 Challenging the Impossible Mission

I saw that the walls that were originally tightly fitted together slowly opened a secret door, leading directly to the operating room.

Qi Mingye stood up from the chair and walked in.

The entire DQ team headed by him followed closely behind, and the group quickly handed over various instruments and data to the people in the operating room.

In less than ten minutes, after familiarizing themselves with the instruments in the operating room and the latest information on the patient, all the people working on the surgery evacuated the operating room at Qi Mingye's request.

The huge operating room has completely become the main battlefield of the DQ team.

"Master, the latest examination confirmed that the previous information was not falsified. All the data are the latest condition of the patient. The operation failure rate is as high as 99.9%..."

Zeo held the latest patient examination data in his hand, feeling despair.

As he finished speaking, the entire operating room fell into an eerie silence.

Everyone's emotions seemed to be suppressed to the extreme, and they looked at Qi Mingye sadly.

Qi Mingye seemed not to hear anything. He raised his arms and a white sterile gown fell on him. His assistant quickly took care of his clothes.

He elegantly took the sterile gloves handed over by his assistant and slowly brought them to the five fingers with distinct phalanges. His noble posture was like a sacred temple that made people look up to, sacred and unreachable.

"What are the criteria for issuing a DQ birth order?"

After putting on his gloves, Qi Mingye stood in front of the operating table, glanced at the stiff people, and suddenly said something.

"For difficult and complicated diseases beyond the scope of general medicine, the lowest standard is to be close to death..."

Zeo was only halfway through his words when he suddenly paused.

He raised his head and looked at Qi Mingye, his eyes burning.

The DQ team never takes on cases that are not difficult at all, operations that can be handled by ordinary people, and even the second deputy in the team doesn't even bother to do it.

The minimum standard for a case that allows DQ to issue a warrant is that it is unusually challenging and catches DQ's eye.

A ghost doctor DQ who aims to challenge impossible tasks and continues to succeed is the real hand of God!

How could he think that DQ would give up on himself by agreeing to Yin Shu? From the moment DQ proposed to let his team take over, he had already faced up to the fact that this was an unprecedented challenge.

It is not only a transaction, but also an unprecedented challenge for DQ itself and everyone in the team!

When Qi Mingye finished speaking, Zeo was not the only one to understand. Everyone in the operating room understood in an instant.

"I swear to follow my master to the death!"

"I swear to follow my master to the death!"

Zeo raised his head, and everyone roared with great morale from the bottom of their hearts.

Just like a military parade before a battlefield, everyone is determined to die without hesitation, but there is a firm belief in their eyes that no one can ignore.

"Are they crazy? They are so excited about an operation that is bound to fail. They think it can create a miracle?"

Mark, who was watching everything in the operating room through the glass mirror, shook his head. He still can't accept the fact that DQ actually agreed to the operation.

Mark turned to look at Yin Shu, who had been silent, and realized that his eyes were motionless looking at the expressions of everyone in the operating room, and finally fell on DQ's face wearing a black skull mask.

Yin Shu's eyes, darker than those of ordinary people, were fixedly looking at DQ, whose movements showed endless domineering power, with a knowing look in his eyes.

It happened that Qi Mingye also raised his head and looked in the direction of Yin Shu, with a vague smile on his lips.

Like indifference, like ridicule, more like contempt...


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