In the past, he had always watched from the second-floor observation gallery, studying one surgery after another performed by renowned doctors.
He often imagined it.
'One day, I'll be the one at that operating table, wielding a scalpel, earning everyone's awe!'
'I never thought that wish would come true so soon…'
It was soon half-past eight.
Yan Feifan left his office and headed to the locker room to prepare for the surgery. Yu Suye trotted up behind him.
"Feifan, at a dazzling, high-profile moment like this, how could you not have an assistant? That would really bring down your image."
Yu Suye said with a grin, "So I'll make the noble sacrifice and help you complete the picture."
Yan Feifan just shook his head and smiled, letting her tag along.
In the locker room, they changed into blue scrubs and put on their surgical caps. Then they went to the scrub sinks to disinfect their hands.
