At this moment, on the bronchoscope screen, a beige object.
It unmistakably had the shape of a peanut.
"Gulp—"
Ming Song swallowed a mouthful of saliva.
He also rubbed his eyes.
It seemed he was wondering if he had seen it wrong.
Unfortunately.
After rubbing his eyes and opening them again, the peanut was still clearly on the big screen.
"Hey, this, this looks like something's there?"
After Miao Yunpeng finished his conversation with Zhang Lingchuan, he kept watching the big screen. As he watched, he noticed there seemed to be something in his son's airway. Although the screen shook a bit, it was exceptionally clear.
So he directly asked about it.
As soon as he spoke.
The nurses from the ENT department, who were chatting and laughing, suddenly froze and looked at the big screen, while the head nurse's eyelids twitched erratically.
