After hanging up the phone, Yun Ya carefully reviewed the medical case one more time. It was just a benign intracranial tumor, which any experienced neurosurgeon could have successfully handled, but the surgeon had been too impetuous, and a major mistake during the surgery had led to its failure. The patient had become vegetative, and the benign tumor turned malignant under the stimulation. Even as a vegetative, the patient didn't have long to live. Now no one dared to take over this mess.
Wei Qing glanced at Yun Ya's expression, "If the original success rate of the surgery was only 70%, and now it has dropped to 5%, do you really want to take it on?"
"Why not take it on? Saving lives and aiding the injured, how noble."
"But..."
"There are no 'buts'. Even with surgeries that only have a 1% success rate, there's still the remaining 99% of impossibility, and what I need to do is to turn the impossible into possible."
