The experienced Apothecary of the Carcharodons Chapter hurried after the two medical robots ahead of him, with two focused, eager-to-learn apprentices close behind.
They followed the efficiently operating medical robot closely, concentrating fully as they learned how to use more advanced technology to treat their wounded battle-brothers.
At that moment, the entire infirmary was steeped in a tense and solemn atmosphere. Through everyone's concerted efforts, the full set of bio-engineered organs specially crafted for Kurland was finally complete!
Now came the most critical moment: these vital bio-engineered organs had to be installed onto Kurland's body with absolute precision.
Fortunately, because these bio-engineered organs had been made using genetic samples extracted from Kurland himself, they possessed an exceptionally high degree of compatibility with his body and would cause virtually no rejection response.
This meant that once the organs were precisely connected to Kurland's wounds and supplemented with various miraculous restorative medicines, they could be successfully and perfectly fused with his body.
While the infirmary staff raced against time with their work, the corridor outside was equally crowded.
Tyberos stood with his arms crossed, his brow tightly furrowed, his gaze never leaving the sealed operating room doors; beside him, El paced back and forth without pause, his face full of anxiety.
Several Captains also waited silently nearby, each of them deeply concerned over whether Kurland's operation would succeed.
More importantly, Kurland was merely the first Space Marine to receive treatment.
If Kurland's operation could be completed flawlessly and restore him to full health, then the other Chapter veterans who had been forced to curl up inside Dreadnoughts, barely clinging to life, would likewise have a chance to receive perfect treatment and finally escape the Dreadnoughts that had eternally tormented both their bodies and minds.
This was something Tyberos and the others had