In a moment, Leng Zirui's car had already rushed out of the hospital, heading towards the power supply vehicle.
With one hand on the steering wheel, he had already taken out his phone and dialed Officer Wang's number, "Officer Wang, this is Leng Zirui. Is there a cable on the power truck?"
"Yes, there is."
"Good. I'm driving over there right now to get it. Bring the cable to the New Street intersection. I'm driving a camouflage-painted military SUV..." Leng Zirui reported his car model and number.
"Alright, I'll get it right away and wait for you at the intersection," Officer Wang agreed before hanging up.
Slipping the phone back into his pocket, Leng Zirui glanced at both sides, and in the last second of the yellow light, he surged past the stop line.
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Outside the operating room, everyone was busy with the power situation.
Inside the operating room, Leng Zimo's surgery was still ongoing.
