"Okay. Let's have a happy cooperation, Elder Mu."
The girl raised the last syllable of her voice, lazily and unrestrainedly.
Mu Qingtian wanted to ask her for details, but she had already hung up the phone.
Then he walked to the sofa, sat down on it, sent a link, and then typed a text message to Mu Qingtian.
—[It is installed and there is surveillance inside.]
…
at the same time.
Ji Lin and his men completed the mission and retreated quietly from the hospital. After walking out of the hospital building, they took off their nursing clothes, threw them into the trash can and got in the car.
There was a special person in charge of driving. Ji Lin got into the passenger seat and took out his cell phone from the center console and made a call.
"Mr. Wang." The phone rang twice and was connected. Ji Lin sat up straight with a serious expression.
"Hmm." A low man's voice came from the receiver. He must have just finished taking a shower, and his voice was a little hoarse with a hint of steam.
"Done?"
"yes."
Ji Lin placed his other hand on his knee and reported seriously, "We installed surveillance cameras nearby according to Miss Qiao's request, and we have people buried in every location in advance."
Ji Lin lowered his voice when he reached this point.
“…Everything is ready, just waiting for them to arrive in the afternoon.”
"No one saw you along the way, did you?"
"Don't worry, Master Wang. We are very careful. With the help of the people you arranged, no one will pay attention to us."
Their actions this time did not alarm anyone, and no one knew that they had set up a tight net and were waiting for the other party to crash in.
The only one who has the ability to do this in Country M is Ye Wangchuan.
… afternoon.
The surgery will be performed in three hours.
This operation is of utmost importance.
Six of the world's top surgical experts gathered together. In addition, Mu Qingtian also arranged an all-round medical team to provide escort to ensure that if any accidents occurred during the operation, experts from other departments could immediately take over.
Mu Qingtian did not come in person, but someone reported to him via video throughout the process.
The hospital was under martial law from noon onwards, and the operating building was surrounded by people hired by the Mu family. Not even a mosquito could fly in.
In this high-pressure environment, people who enter the operating building try not to speak as much as possible, concentrate on their own work, and try not to cause trouble for themselves.
"stop."
The tall black bodyguard stopped a girl in a blue-green surgical uniform and looked her up and down. His eyes swept across her beautiful eyebrows and fell on her eyes. Then the girl stretched out her hand and said expressionlessly, "Where is your pass? Take it out and let me see it."
The girl seemed to be a leisurely person. Upon hearing this, she slowly took out her ID from her pocket and handed it over.
The bodyguard grabbed it, bent down to examine it carefully, and even folded it in the sun to make sure there was an indentation of the family seal on it before he began to ask.
"Are you one of the people going into the operating room?"
"Um."
The girl's nasal voice is muffled, giving people a sense of carefree relaxation.
The bodyguard frowned and stuffed the documents back, urging fiercely: "The operation is about to start, don't come out again."
"good."
The girl's slender white hand hooked the string on the ID card and wrapped it around it, then put the ID card back, put her hands in her pockets, and walked in swaggeringly.
*
In a blink of an eye, there is less than an hour left until the surgery.
The experts have already held a round of discussion on Moody's latest examination results. Now that the discussion is over, everyone is getting ready to enter the operating room.