Su Ming'an's face was as usual, and the two stiff corpses behind him stood out like ice pops.
"I didn't run around, did you bring food back?" Su Ming'an asked kindly.
"Yes, I brought some food." Hui Bei handed over the black plastic bag in his left hand.
Su Ming'an opened it to take a look; it was full of little fish and shrimp that jellyfish loved to eat, carrying a whiff of the ocean. He looked up and noticed that Hui Bei was also holding a large plastic bag in his right hand, and asked: "What's inside that?"
Hui Bei smiled: "It's a magical tool that we'll use soon."
He placed the plastic bag by the side of the operating bed, with a slight metallic sheen peeking out, seemingly filled with various instruments. Then he put on a white coat, sterilized the scalpel, and rummaged through the cabinet for needles and thread...
"Maybe I should just head back." Su Ming'an had a feeling like he was watching meal preparation.
