C205

Zong Ming shrugged, since his boss had already spoken, then he could only go up.

"Could you please prepare an alcohol lamp, a clean rag, and a syringe for me? Thank you. I need them now."

Zong Ming said as he took off the back of his body, taking out all the tools inside and patting them on the shelf that held the fruits. There were a lot of silver needles and other unknown tools