After all the family members left, Jiaren Wu walked to Wei Shuyi.
Wei Shuyi had already taken off his surgical gown and mask. He was only wearing a white coat.
He speechlessly looked at Jiaren Wu. Looking at her smiling face, he felt a little proud and couldn't help but ask, "Am I handsome?"
Jiaren Wu vigorously nodded. "Yes, you are, Doctor Wei." She gave him a thumbs up.
Wei Shuyi walked over and patted her head with the hand that had held the scalpel and touched the patient's heart.
"I'm yours no matter how handsome I am," he said.
Jiaren Wu really wanted to hug Wei Shuyi and give him a big kiss. However, this was his workplace, and many people were watching them. She had to endure it.
When a nurse saw that Wei Shuyi's surgery was over, she walked over and asked him, "Doctor Wei, you haven't eaten yet, right? I'll call the canteen to send you food."
It was already three in the afternoon, and Wei Shuyi was already hungry.