Watching Him Perform Surgery Was Simply a Pleasure

Ye Feng was thinking about where to start.

Doctor Ouyang, who was standing beside him, was getting impatient. "Hurry up and do it. Weren't you urging me to do it just now? Why are you dawdling now? Could it be that you have never seen blood before and are afraid?"

He was scolded by this little medical student in that tone just now. He was still angry, and he deliberately used words to spite Ye Feng.

Cheng Fei'er, who was standing at the side, was a little unhappy and wanted to retaliate, but she was stopped by Ye Feng.

He didn't have the time to care about such a chuunibyou. He picked up the alcohol and cotton swabs and began to clean the wound.

However, it was his first time doing this, so his technique seemed a little rusty.

Doctor Ouyang naturally wouldn't let go of this opportunity to be sarcastic. "Didn't your school teach you how to clean your wounds? With this level of skill, you dare to come out and embarrass yourself?"