Watching Mr. Dai and Qin Wanwan help Gu Yu put on his white coat, gloves and goggles in the washroom, Wu Huan felt very uncomfortable,
He clenched his fists secretly, making the surgical forceps creak in his grip.
"Wu Huan, are you alright?"
A fellow graduate student noticed his gloomy face and asked with concern.
"Oh haha, I'm fine, just a bit nervous because we're about to start the simulated surgery."
Wu Huan forced a smile onto his face and placed the surgical forceps back into the stainless steel storage box.
"Haha, although this is our first time performing a simulated surgery for empyema removal, we've trained a few times before, so we shouldn't be that nervous, right?"
"Is it because you're afraid of making a fool of yourself in front of the gifted physician Mr. Dai has invited? There's nothing to worry about; we're medical students, after all. We should practice and learn more! And we shouldn't underestimate someone just because they're younger than us!"
