"Doctor Fu, the bullet is in such a position that it's impossible to remove it, this..."
The cardiac specialist on the other side sighed. He had been conducting heart surgeries for nearly two decades. Was there any type of surgery he hadn't seen?
Today's two patients, the placement of this bullet—
It was as if it was placed there to kill them.
What use is it for the doctor to defy fate? After all, the patients are merely mortals, how could they tolerate such fatal harm?
"Hemostat."
Fu Chi lowered his head and didn't respond, his dark eyelashes completely shadowed his eyes.
His emotions were completely invisible, and the hand holding the scalpel was extraordinarily steady, each incision was made with the utmost precision. Witnessing this, all the doctors who understood the difficulty of the operation were taken aback.
This Dr. Fu was only in his early twenties and had reached such a level. It was unimaginable what he could achieve in a few years—
