Madam’s Identities Shocks the Entire City Again

"Okay. Then we'll have a happy cooperation, Elder Mu."

The girl raised her last tone, lazily and unrestrainedly.

Mu Qingtian wanted to ask her for details, but she had already hung up the phone.

Then she walked to the sofa and threw herself over to sit down, sent a link, and then edited a text message to Mu Qingtian.

——[Installed, there is surveillance inside. ]

...

At the same time.

Ji Lin and his men completed the task and retreated quietly from the hospital. When they walked out of the hospital building, they took off their nursing clothes and threw them into the trash can and got in the car.

There was a special person responsible for driving. Ji Lin got on the co-pilot and took out his mobile phone from the center console to make a call.

"Master Wang." The phone rang twice and was connected. Ji Lin sat up straight with a serious look.

"Yeah." A man's low voice came from the receiver. He should have just taken a shower, and there was a little bit of water vapor in his voice.

"Done?"

"Yes."

Ji Lin placed his other hand on his knee and reported seriously: "We installed our surveillance nearby according to Miss Qiao's request, and we have buried people in every position in advance."

Ji Lin lowered his voice when he said this.

"...Everything is ready, just waiting for them to come in the afternoon."

"Were we not seen in the middle?"

"Don't worry, Mr. Wang, we are very careful, and with the help of the people you arranged, no one will pay attention to us."

Their action did not alarm anyone this time, and no one knew that they had set up a trap and waited for the other party to crash in.

The only person who can do this in the United States is Ye Wangchuan.

...

Afternoon.

The operation will be performed in three hours.

This operation is extremely important.

The world's six top surgical experts gathered together. In addition, Mu Qingtian also arranged an all-round medical team to escort them to ensure that if there is an accident during the operation, experts from other departments can immediately replace them.

Mu Qingtian did not come, but someone reported to him via video throughout the process.

The hospital was under martial law from noon, and the operating room was surrounded by people hired by the Mu family, so that not even a mosquito could fly in.

In this high-pressure environment, people entering the operating room tried not to talk as much as possible, and they all focused on their own things, trying not to cause trouble for themselves.

"Stop."

The tall black bodyguard stopped a girl in a blue-green surgical uniform, looked her up and down, his eyes swept across her beautiful eyebrows and eyes, and fell on her eyes. Then he stretched out his hand and said expressionlessly: "Where is your pass? Take it out and let me see."

The girl seemed to be a person who was not in a hurry. Hearing this, she slowly took out the certificate from her clothes pocket and handed it over.

The bodyguard grabbed it, lowered his head and carefully checked it, and even folded it in the sun to confirm the family print on it, and then asked.

"Are you one of the people who are going to enter the operating room?"

"Yeah."

The girl's nasal voice was muffled, giving people a sense of careless relaxation.

The bodyguard frowned and stuffed the ID back, urging fiercely: "The operation is about to start, don't come out again."

"Okay."

The girl's slender white hand hooked the string on the ID and twisted it around, then put the ID back, put her hands in her pockets, and walked in.

*

In a blink of an eye, there was less than an hour left before the operation.

The experts had already held a round of discussions on Moody's latest examination results. Now that the discussion was over, they were all ready to enter the operating room.