Xie Wanying's hand, holding the suture scissors, snipped off the excess thread with a click.
The nurse across from the chief surgeon wiped the sweat from his forehead again.
In contrast, Xie Wanying's face, although having been scolded most of the day, did not have a single drop of sweat rolling down, seemingly like a frozen object. The nurse and the anesthesiologist glanced at her face.
To say she wasn't panicked was impossible. Teacher Sun had not notified her in advance to prepare mentally, and being suddenly called to be the first assistant did make her a bit nervous, Xie Wanying admitted. Even though she had witnessed Teacher Sun acting as the first assistant on many occasions and knew what tasks the first assistant should perform, it always takes time to adapt. Fortunately, her quick-thinking brain led her hands, and she had adapted.
