Lin Yin was a senior and excellent surgeon. Before losing consciousness, he vaguely remembered that he was operating on a patient. As a result, a sudden and violent tremor shook the ground, the ceiling collapsed, and he completely lost consciousness.,"Am I honored to be addressing the esteemed Apothecary",At this moment, Mengwu found himself powerless, slumped on the ground, staring blankly at the shattered potion beneath his feet. Before him stood a gorgeously dressed attendant, but her face was as sharp and cold as it could be.。