Surgical Field
Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Jiang Tingxu laughed. She began to stop the bleeding and dealt with some of the more difficult areas.
Twenty minutes later:
"I'm done. It's your turn."
Guan Xiaodong took a deep breath before standing up and began to suture.
His every stitch was meticulous and serious. Wen Jie, who was watching from the side, was quite satisfied. She even praised in a low voice,
"The young doctors nowadays are all outstanding. Their basic skills are excellent."
The operating theater was relatively quiet, except for the sound of the equipment.
At this time, Wen Jie's praises were audible. Naturally, the person involved heard it as well. He could not help but feel a little shy, he said,
"Thank you, Dr. wen. It's just that I'm still far from it. I've often followed Director Gong and Director Pei on the operation during this period, so I've become more familiar with it."
His attitude was sincere, and he didn't intend to boast.