After Liana and Javier got ready, they headed to the second zone.
When they arrived, Myra and her two team members were already waiting, dressed in sterile surgical scrubs, caps, masks, and clogs, their hair neatly secured and their hands freshly cleansed.
"Your Highness." Myra and the three of them bowed gracefully while Gracelle's stretcher stood beside them.
Javier nodded and checked the monitoring devices and other equipment tracking her vitals and condition. "Mm…" He looked at Myra and the other two. "Looks like you're all ready. We're now in the zone I call the Holding Bay. This is where we prepare the unconscious patient for surgery."
