The surgery restarted, and not only was Dr. Martin tense, but the sudden replacement by a young Huaxia man had the nurse beside him equally on edge. Who was this youngster, and could his skills possibly surpass Martin's? Otherwise, why would Martin let him perform the surgery?
Since the operating room was sealed off, no one outside could enter until the surgery was complete. Otherwise, it was likely that the director of Yanjing First Hospital would have already rushed in and dragged Chen Feng out. Now, everyone could only anxiously watch the monitor screen, while the director was internally chanting prayers to Amitabha Buddha, hoping against hope that nothing would go wrong. Otherwise, even his position as director was at risk.
Before even picking up the scalpel, Chen Feng got used to it first, feeling its size and weight. Then, after finding a comfortable position for himself, he nodded to Dr. Martin, signaling that they could begin.
