His eyes were always on Hao Ren, who was lying quietly on the operating table, waiting to pass the observation period.

The pale face and the various instruments and tubes on the body make people feel pity.

Li Xiu turned to Lin Lin and said, "Dean Lin, does Hao Ren need a sedative added to his post-operative medication?"

Mentioning this, Lin Lin felt a bit of a headache.

She frowned slightly, folded her arms across her chest, and fell into deep thought.

After a while, she said, "Stop it for now! Keep an eye on his condition. If he's still as irritable as before, resisting treatment and running away, or confronting our medical staff, then we'll consider whether to continue using the medication."

"After all, taking too many tranquilizers isn't a good thing."

Zhao Ming suggested, "Why don't we continue using the new medicine and stop prescribing the healing agent injection? The new medicine can also provide healing effects."

"That way, his wounds will be mostly healed before he wakes up. He'll just need to cooperate with the medication afterwards, and if he doesn't use a sedative, there won't be much noise."

Lin Lin thought for a moment and nodded: "You can try, but you must observe his condition closely."

"This operation is inherently risky, and post-operative recovery is crucial. We cannot afford to let our guard down."

Li Xiu stood up, walked to the operating table, and carefully checked Hao Ren's vital signs.

"I hope he can successfully pass the observation period and be transferred to the general ward as soon as possible. I can't wait to see the effect of the new medicine..." he said softly.