Yang Sikaer · Qingyue

The next day, at the neurology department of Peerless University First Affiliated Hospital.

On Earth today, medical technology had reached its peak. Unless it involved life-or-death brain or neural surgery, patients no longer needed to be hospitalized for other illnesses.

Even lost limbs could be treated with recovery fluid and regenerated.

There was only one surgery scheduled at the hospital that day. All emergency resources had been prepared, and every neurology expert was waiting outside Operating Room No. 1.

A cryogenic pod, carried by a machine, appeared outside the operating room.

Chen Mo, Mo Nv, Lan, and the others had come with it. The waiting neurology experts immediately gathered around and followed the cryogenic pod into the operating room, while Lan remained outside.

"Boss, I'm leaving her to you." Lan's voice was hoarse, almost pleading.

"I will. Wait for my good news." Chen Mo spoke solemnly before turning and entering the operating room. Lan stood motionless, staring blankly at the operating room doors.

"Mr. Lan, why don't you sit down first? The surgery will take a long time," Long Yue said softly after a moment of hesitation.

"Thank you, but no. I'll wait here." Lan gently shook his head, his gaze never leaving the doors.

His voice carried obvious despondency and worry, and his back looked lonely. Long Yue did not disturb him again. At a time like this, nothing she said would be appropriate.

Inside the operating room.

Chen Mo pressed the thaw button on the cryogenic pod. The frost covering Qing Yue slowly receded, revealing a slender silver body. Her skin was as delicate and smooth as mercury, without a trace of excess flesh. Her tightly closed eyes were little more than narrow slits. By Silver Moon Humanoid standards of beauty, she was undeniably gorgeous.

Patients chose cryogenic