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Next, people began to prepare the things needed for the surgery, including tools, manpower, and a temporary operating room.

Zhang Tianhao stood to the side, chatting casually with Mr. Zhou.

Why is your office moving further and further away?

"Don't you know? We're getting poorer and poorer, there's nothing we can do!"

Didn't I give you that much money last time?

“That’s just a drop in the bucket. You know there are better places for that money. I can’t be so selfish as to use it where it’s needed more.”

"Besides, you know they've been suppressing us all along. They can find something to do even when there's nothing wrong, let alone when there's nothing wrong there!"

Mr. Zhou also sighed. He was well aware of his situation, and safety was a major concern.

"It seems you're in a similar situation to me. I'm walking on thin ice, and you're in a similar predicament."

As he spoke, Zhang Tianhao took out a book and handed it over, giving a wry smile.

"These are my observations from ten days in Europe. I should not let any third party know about them while I am still here. They can be made public after I leave."

"You didn't write a book about your ten-day trip to Europe, did you?"

"Sigh, it's more exciting than writing a book. There's no fluff in it, it's all a completely true reaction. When I think about it now, I feel like it's a miracle I'm still alive, really!"

"To be alive is a miracle? Is that an exaggeration?"

"It's that exaggerated, really!"

He gave a wry smile, then, not wanting to dwell on the matter, stood up and lightly dusted himself off.

Then he went to a room on the side to disinfect himself, wash his hands, and even change his clothes, since he couldn't wear the same clothes during surgery.

The surgery went quite smoothly. At his exaggerated speed, the removal of the patient's liver, spleen, and duodenum was carried out very quickly. He even found the CT scan and threw it onto a tray to the side, making a crisp sound.

While performing the final stitches on the patient's wound, he instructed the nurses on what to do, after all, it was already a legend that such a seriously ill patient could survive.

"By the way, we need to take good care of him from now on and disinfect him as much as possible, otherwise it's not safe here. He hasn't passed the critical period yet."

"in addition,……"

Following his instructions, he walked out of the operating room, immediately taking off his gloves, coat, and hat. The smell on his body was so strong that it seemed impossible to dissipate.

"Mr. Zhang, how is the patient?"

Just as he changed his clothes, Mr. Zhou walked over, looked at him, and asked softly.

"The surgery was a success. Now it's up to him to see if he can pull through. I can say I've done everything I could!"

He spoke with a hint of weariness.

"I'm going to take a shower. Is there any water? Cold water is fine, otherwise it will be really difficult for me to get back!"

Mr. Zhou was taken aback when he heard this, but he still arranged for someone to take Zhang Tianhao to a room where there was some hot water.

He quickly washed off the disinfectant smell before changing his clothes and shoes and coming out.

“Mr. Zhou, I should go back now. I’ve been out for four hours.”

"Okay, thank you so much for tonight!"

"You're welcome."

Zhang Tianhao, emanating a chill from his body, walked out of the small courtyard and headed towards his home.

On the way, he encountered some patrol teams, which he skillfully avoided.

Soon they arrived not far from home, looked around, and then flew directly into the air, heading towards home.

In the end, it landed on its own roof and sat there bored, even moving a chair and putting it on the roof.

As the lights in the front yard slowly went out, several women walked from the front yard to the back yard, some even laughing and joking until one o'clock in the morning.

They didn't even know what interesting things they were discussing.

After all, everyone should be asleep by now, but they were still awake, appearing unusually excited. Returning to the backyard, they found it still pitch black, without a single ray of light.

"Snapped!"

As the lights were turned on, the house was found to be as clean and tidy as it had been at the beginning, and there was no one inside.

Even Zhang Tianhao didn't seem to show up.

"Hey, where's Tianhao?"

The group was taken aback, clearly not expecting Zhang Tianhao to disappear.

"Tianhao, are you there?"

"Yes, I'm here, playing in the breeze on the roof!"

When Zhang Tianhao heard He Qiao'er walk out of the room and call out to the surroundings, he responded in response. Clearly, he was sitting upstairs and quite relaxed.

The flashlight shone directly on him, and He Qiao'er, standing to the side, seemed somewhat speechless.

"Why did you move the chair up there and lie down? It's so windy up there, it's not safe. Come down."

"Okay!"

He smiled, then picked up the chair and jumped off the roof, landing on the ground with only a slight thud.

The girls on the side were stunned when they saw Zhang Tianhao jump down from such a height with such ease; their eyes were practically sparkling with admiration.

"Hehe, alright, stop showing off. Don't you even know what time it is? Don't you have anything planned for tomorrow?"

"Yes, yes, Madam is right. I was wrong. I'll go to sleep now, okay?"

"That's pretty much it."

"Mr. Zhang, you've waited for us for a long time. Here's a drink, it's a nice treat from your sisters, please have one, okay?"

'Yeah, yeah, they won't be so rude, will they?'

"Qiao'er, you must give your sisters face, otherwise they will be very upset."

Looking at the girls' pleading eyes, He Qiao'er felt a mix of helplessness and amusement.

Although he didn't know why, Zhang Tianhao sensed that He Qiao'er had something to say but didn't say it, which meant she had some kind of trouble.

"Sure, you're sisters, you should give each other this much face, shouldn't you?"

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang."

"Thank you, Mr. Zhang. Here, we have some red wine. Let's have a toast."

At this moment, someone else carried a glass of red wine, holding the glass in one hand, poured a glass for himself, and then poured a glass for Zhang Tianhao.

"Okay!"

He knew nothing about it either; he casually clinked glasses with her and drank it down.

Meanwhile, He Qiao'er's expression became even stranger. Her gaze swept over the other women, and there was an indescribable meaning in her eyes.

He opened his mouth, wanting to speak, but in the end, he couldn't utter a single word.

"Mr. Zhang, I'd like to propose a toast to you too!"

"it is good!"

Zhang Tianhao was quite straightforward, clinking glasses with all the women before downing his drink in one gulp.

Looking at the best-looking girl, I saw a hint of hesitation flash across her face. She also had a glass of red wine in her hand, which she had just poured.

"What's wrong, Sweetie? Are you reluctant to part with me? We're sisters, shouldn't we share both good times and bad?"

"Um, I'm not a big drinker, I think I'll pass!"

"No way! All the sisters have drunk it, it'll be embarrassing if you don't!" (End of Chapter)