"Huh? He's in surgery?"
Meng Fangfei exclaimed,
"Didn't your head say that he couldn't perform such a surgery?"
"Chief Surgeon Liu really can't do it. It's the fruit seller who's doing it."
"Ah? You're saying that the fruit seller is performing surgery?!"
Meng Fangfei was stunned, and so were the others.
A fruit seller was actually performing a tendon rupture suture surgery?!
Wasn't this a joke?
It was too absurd!
Only a small number of people in Tangchen First Class knew Lin Yi's identity.
In a place as vast as the big city, information was not as interconnected.
Everyone was an independent entity, and they rarely greeted each other even when they lived opposite each other.
In a district like Tangchen First Class, they were even more distant.
Not to mention the people who bought houses here, even the people who rented houses did not have the habit of sitting in groups and gossiping.
