But in the only surviving human eye of the Resident, Masked Rider saw tears filled within.
For ordinary patients, they'd probably have screamed to replace the surgeon long ago, only players don't care much about their own bodies and let the other mess around.
"I really shouldn't have chosen this profession back then..."
The Resident's voice was trembling.
"What's wrong with following the family's arrangement and honestly taking the exam, wasting a few years but not making myself so miserable..."
Leaving the Ivory Tower and coming to the hospital, the Resident thought he had seen enough of the cold world, the separation of life and death.
Until he entered this game, he only realized that what he had seen in the past didn't compare to this moment, and learned how much effort his predecessors had put into building the medical insurance system to prevent this kind of situation, saving so many lives.
