Thank you for Waiting, Mister Tang!

Waiting is usually particularly tormenting.

Qin Chen's early observations lasted about ten hours, and during those ten hours, he hardly raised his eyes.

He has been observing the microscope intently. The face wearing a mask has only one pair of eyes exposed.

Zhou Chongguang could see the concentration in his eyes, almost harshly, not letting it go.

After a minute and a second, Qin Chen sat still without moving.

After a long time, his assistant Eisen handed over the glasses, and Qin Chen just put them on and continued watching.

Ten hours later, he confessed a few words to the assistant in a low voice, rubbed his eyes, stood up, and walked straight out, holding a few printed films in his hand.

Zhou Chongguang stepped forward, and Qin Chen took his glasses and showed him the film, with a light tone: "The operation must be done immediately. I will let someone prepare for the operation. Two hours later."

He gave the information to Zhou Chongguang to read, and now he has not solicited Zhou Chongguang's opinion, and everything is up to him.

After Qin Chen finished speaking, people arranged a meal. He ate a lot, about one day's worth. After eating, he wiped his lower lip: "I'll rest for an hour."

Before he left, Zhou Chongguang stopped Qin Chen, thought about it, and said softly, "I want to see Mizuki again!"

Qin Chen smiled shallowly: "No need, he will come out well!"

Zhou Chongguang: "..."

"If there is such an atmosphere, isn't it?" Qin Chen evoked a smile: "I just want to see how sad Mr. Zhou is."

Zhou Chongguang: "..."

Qin Chen smiled slightly, "Don't worry!"

Although he comforted Zhou Chongguang in this way, Qin Chen himself was not absolutely sure of this kind of operation or experiment. The artificial digestive system had not been done before, but it was all performed on animals. This is the first time such a little monkey.

Before, although simulations have been done countless times, there has always been no actual combat.

The most difficult thing is not the operation, but the one-month rejection period after surgery, which is dangerous anytime and anywhere.

Qin Chen rested for an hour, and what was waiting for him was about 20 hours of surgery.

Zhou Chongguang had no intention of rest, and kept guarding with Aunt Zhang. Before Qin Chen went to the operation, he slowly flattened his hands against the glass through the transparent glass of his chemical protective clothing.

Zhou Chongguang gently pasted it.

This is trust.

Qin Chen's eyes fell quietly on Zhou Chongguang's face, and so did he.

In a moment, Qin Chen walked in.

The next minute and every second seemed to be sentenced to Zhou Chongguang. He kept smoking in the smoking area, and Aunt Zhang would come over soon to persuade him to smoke two less, but Zhou Chongguang still smoked with a wry smile.

Aunt Zhang understood that Mr. Zhou was smoking loneliness, so she didn't stop her anymore.

The light above the laboratory was blazing white and warm, shining his handsome face, becoming paler.

Zhou Chongguang leaned on the wall, his eyes staring at the door more fiercely than the light.

He hoped that Qin Chen would come out earlier, but he was afraid that Qin Chen would come out.

In this way, he changed countless positions, and just like that, Aunt Zhang, who hadn't slept all day and night, fell to the side and took a nap...

In the operating room.

Qin Chen's gaze is focused, he has done countless similar experiments, and has long been familiar with it.

But he didn't dare to take it lightly, his eyes focused...Medical gloves are full of blood, and he has long been used to it.