Duan Yuchen is concentrating on examining his entire body.
The old man didn't dare to make a sound and disturb him.
"Is the soft-hearted god Brother Chenchen?" Nuonuo asked.
"Well, he is fighting for you with the god of death. Just look up and answer the doctor's questions. Don't ask other questions, otherwise it will affect your operation." Grandpa Meng said to children of this age.
There is always a kind of liking that is hard to conceal.
If the woman's child survived.
Can he also watch that child grow up?
Old Master Meng sighed deeply, and when this thought flashed through his mind, he suddenly turned around and looked at Duan Yuchen.
Duan Yuchen lowered his head with protective glasses on his face. His focused and serious gaze seemed to bring him back to the past.
How could it be...
I must have seen it wrong.
How could Duan Yuchen look so much like that girl?
The old man's hand trembled.
He quickly calmed down and looked at the child next to him.
We use traditional Chinese medicine techniques here to help with treatment step by step.
The instrument at hand directly amplifies the precision.
Time passes by every second.
It makes people's heart beat faster, for fear that some unexpected situation will occur in the middle.
Thin beads of cold sweat appeared on the foreheads of several people.
Nuonuo was drowsy. Due to the anesthetic and excessive blood loss, his body functions were severely impaired.
After Duan Yuchen input the last bit of data and the cells being studied.
Watching the precise and delicate instruments next to me begin to change.
Watching those cells begin to clear the virus in Nono's body bit by bit.
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