During the time they waited for the patient's test results, an eerie silence fell over the conference room, punctuated only occasionally by snippets of quiet discussion. On the screen at the front, Jess and Aoki Koichi were still buried in their work in the operating room, attempting to remove the patient's lung tumor—a procedure that was far from minor and naturally required a considerable amount of time.
On the other hand, our comrade Ye Chenfeng didn't seem to possess any sense of facing a "crisis," sitting in his conference room chair, cup of tea in hand, cracking sunflower seeds and peeling peanuts as if he was just another spectator there for the excitement.
"Mr. Ye, we aren't doubting your medical skills, but give us the lowdown! It will spare us a potential heart attack later. You couldn't have removed the patient's lung tumor, could you? We all saw the operation clearly on the screen; you didn't perform any surgery but merely stuck a few needles in the patient's abdomen."
