Mark thought that DQ dared to take this case, mostly because of luck, and he didn't know about their small actions in private.

Unexpectedly, he saw through everything, but he still did not hesitate to fight for a game with a failure rate of 99. 9% of surgeries gamble their all......

Such people, can they really fight and win?!

The members of the DQ team all left with Qi Mingye, leaving only one zeo, still standing in the secret room, waiting for Yinshu to hand over the antidote to the demon's kiss.

It didn't take long for the silversmith to appear, and while taking over the operating room, he also handed over a silver lockbox to Zeo.

Mark hooked his lips, took the lockbox and opened the mouth of the box, pointing to the potion that was discharged in four layers, "This is the antidote to the fourth phase of the Devil's Kiss, and it comes with a manual, don't tell me you can't read it." ”

Zeo took the box expressionlessly, just staring at Mark's face, not making a sound, and not rushing to leave.

Mark generously walked back to his seat and glanced at Zeo, "Don't worry, we're not people who can't afford to lose, this antidote is real, don't ask for the cowardly." ”

"Everyone on the DQ team doesn't care about fame and fortune, master, that's what we believe in."

Zeo looked at Mark, then suddenly looked at Silver, bowed slightly, and walked away with the box.

He originally wanted to wait for Mark to copy the surveillance tape to him, but looking at the appearance of the two masters and servants, it didn't seem to have that idea, Zeo thought about it, the master shouldn't care, so he quickly joined the team after mentioning the antidote.

As for why he suddenly left such a sentence, it was just an inexplicable sympathy for the same excellent doctor......

Those who have no faith are miserable......

"Bang-"

Zeo's figure disappeared completely, and Ginju, who had been sitting quietly in the chair, suddenly got up, raised his foot and kicked towards the chair, and the chair fell to the ground with a violent crashing sound.

The tall body tensed, and the hand at his side clenched into a fist, and the punch hit the wall.

"Silver, what are you doing, your hands!"

Mark shouted in panic.

"Are you crazy, actually using your own hands to get angry, do you still want to hold a scalpel anymore!"

He can let him vent as much as he wants to kick the chair or the table, but he can't get angry with his own hands when he gets angry.

A perfect pair of hands is so important to a neurosurgeon that he doesn't need to say silver to know it.

Once the hand bone is injured, a major operation can be carried for more than ten hours, and it is very likely that the hand will cramp in the middle of the operation, resulting in irreparable mistakes.

Silversmith's hand is better than his life, and today he will actually ......

Silversmith heard Mark's words, a pair of dark eyes glared at him, and the corners of his mouth pulled into a mocking smile, "A perfect pair of hands can't compare to DQ's badly injured hands, what am I keeping them for." ”

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and walked towards the other exit of the secret room.

The tall figure quickly disappeared into the secret room.

"Silversmith ......"

Mark's figure froze in place, savoring what Silversmith had just said.

DQ's move to place his hands in the dead corner of the monitor behind him flashed through his mind after the operation.

At the time, he thought it was just an accident, but the meaning of silversmithing was ......

Mark's whole body was going crazy, and it took him a long time to react, and then he quickly followed.

"Let people follow his car, I want to know where DQ is located."

On the windowsill on the second floor of the villa, Yinshu, who quickly reached the high place through another secret passage in the secret room, narrowed his eyes, stared at the convoy that Qi Ming was leaving in the night, and gave an indifferent order.