"What's the matter?" Qin Yusong walked over, "Tell me about it."
Si Fuqing asked several questions about cardiothoracic surgery.
Qin Yusong explained them all to her.
"Got it." Si Fuqing made an OK gesture, "I'll go after I finish pairing up the remaining cases."
Qin Yusong remained silent for a long time, his voice suddenly lowered, "If you're tired of acting, I hope to see you standing on the surgical table in the future."
He patted her shoulder and left.
The night shift nurse came in to get something, sighing, "Dr. Qin is such a pity."
Si Fuqing had just finished checking the last bit of information and asked, "What happened?"
"It's about something two years ago," the head nurse shook her head, "There was a medical dispute in the hospital, two minor injuries, one serious. Dr. Qin was seriously injured, stabbed several times, and was in the ICU for two days."