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Qiao Ming looked at the farce in front of him with great interest. Although he really wanted to continue watching the gossip, the patient was still waiting for help in the operating theater, and it was not good to continue delaying.

He simply raised his hand and slapped the patient hard.

"Everyone, quiet!" Qiao Ming said loudly.

Mu Hongyi, Mu Gan Guang, and old master Mu