The entire surgical process was performed under the watchful eyes of other doctors.
After it was done, not one of the observing doctors had blinked their eyes. Was this really a surgery? Or could it have been an art exhibition?
From making the incision, extracting the bone fragments, to dealing with the broken bone and suturing the wounds, Jiang Zhe's speed was astonishingly fast and without any negligence.
"You may all leave now,"
Hearing Jiang Zhe's words, the doctors left with faces full of amazement.
He Ling, seeing the doctors come out, was incredulous and shocked, while there was still no sign of Jiang Zhe coming out.
His heart felt as if it had died.
After the surgery, Xia Enci weakly regained consciousness, with tears lingering at the corners of her eyes.
Upon seeing Jiang Zhe, she tried to sit up while supporting herself.
"Don't get up. Your leg bone is fractured. The surgery is done, and it was very successful, but you need bed rest. Tell me, who did this?"