The surgical threads in her suture were almost invisible to the naked eye.
It looked beautiful, like a work of art.
"Okay. The operation's over."
Xie Yi returned the tools to their original positions and looked at Mo Shi intently.
"Mo Shi, please follow my instructions strictly for the next 24 hours. Medicate the old lady just as I told you to and take down records of her data. Assuming nothing goes wrong, the old lady should be awake after 24 hours."
"Understood, Dr. Xie."
Xie Yi walked out of the operation room lightheartedly. For her, the old lady's operation was just one of the most common kinds of operations she had done.
She saw Shi Han and Mo'er waiting for her outside once she stepped out of the operation room.
Shi Han held a thermos cup with rose prints in his hands, filled with Xie Yi's favorite drink: fruit tea.
"Here, Xie Yi, have some fruit tea."
