What could he possibly say?
Huo Sichen could only say, "Accident."
"I have a surgery tomorrow. Just prescribe some painkillers for now and I'll rehabilitate later."
Orthopedic doctor: "..." Who's the doctor here?
He disapproved, but Huo Sichen was a doctor himself.
If he intended to proceed, no one could forcefully stop him.
The senior doctor could only jest, "Aren't you afraid your hand might shake while you're holding the scalpel?"
Huo Sichen: "I will try not to."
The senior doctor's hand shook as he injected him.
Before leaving, he explained, "I was only joking."
Shaking hands on the surgery table is a taboo.
He wouldn't allow himself to do so.
Dr. Yang was still worried, "Don't force it. If this results in an irreversible sequel, you might not be able to hold a scalpel again."
Huo Sichen nodded, "I know."
He was always a man of few words in front of outsiders.
After a simple treatment on his wrist, he went to find Director Lu.
