Durin stood in front of the operating table and felt it was absolutely absurd.
"Don't be afraid, the medical AI Big Orange will serve you throughout the process. You just handle the scalpel, and I'll tell you how to do it."
Luckily, with Big Orange, although Durin felt he was butchering like a butcher, the old men in the medical team all said Durin's technique was as beautiful as a painting.
Damn it, I was cutting through fat, separating fat layers, how could that possibly look beautiful? I thought being an assassin used to merciless killing without dealing with the aftermath was crazy enough, but these old men are even crazier, it's simply terrifying.
However, despite the grumbling, Durin still perfectly completed a series of procedures, including a tracheotomy.
There was no other way, his hands were skilled.
It was just that Durin also had to forcefully resist using the traditional throat-slashing techniques to operate.
