At this moment, Wei Qing came over with a phone in hand, "It's a call from Vice President Pei."
Wei Qing held the phone to Yun Ya's ear, "Hello?"
"Just do your best," four deep-toned words came through from the receiver.
The corners of Yun Ya's mouth lifted slightly beneath her mask, "The word 'failure' has never existed in my dictionary."
The others looked at her with admiration. If it had been anyone else, they would have been mocked for arrogance, but this was Dr. Nyx, and her words instinctively inspired belief.
The surgery was underway, tense and focused. Everyone in the hospital was anticipating the outcome, and the media camped out in front of the operating room, eager to get their hands on first-hand information.
In the cafeteria, Gao Kee couldn't even focus on eating. "I really regret choosing obstetrics. Ahhh, if only I'd gone into general surgery, then I might have had a chance for a close encounter with my idol."
