Inside the Operating Theatre
The moment Su Yan stepped up to the table, the entire OR held its breath.
Because no matter how good she was—this was surgery.
Not just any surgery.
A ruptured abdominal aorta repair.
A nightmare procedure even for the best vascular surgeons.
And yet—
She wasn't hesitating.
She wasn't nervous.
She just looked… excited.
The Surgical Team
Lead Surgeon: Su Yan – The wild card. The one who wasn't even supposed to be here.
Co-Surgeon: Dr. Lin (Me) – The only person in this hospital crazy enough to trust her completely.
Assistant Surgeons: Three medical interns – Unfortunate souls who had no idea what they were about to witness.
Anaesthetist: Dr. Miller – Too experienced to be fazed.
Scrub Nurse: Nurse Julia – Who looked like she was watching a live-action horror film.
The Procedure Begins
The patient lay under general anaesthesia, prepped and ready.
The moment Su Yan held out her hand, Julia hesitated.
Then, slowly, she placed the scalpel into her grip.
And Su Yan smiled.
"Alright," she murmured. "Let's begin."
And then she cut.
The First Incision: An Intern's Crisis
Her hands were steady.
Terrifyingly steady.
Her initial midline incision was as clean and precise as any seasoned vascular surgeon.
One of the interns—Jason, a first-year, was already sweating. "…Is this really happening?"
Another intern, Sarah, whispered, "She's faster than Dr. Wallace."
The third intern, David, just stared. "She's not even a surgeon."
I smirked, holding the retractor steady. "Not officially."
Su Yan didn't look up. "Flattery will get you nowhere, darling."
But I saw the tiny smirk at the corner of her lips.
Inside the Abdominal Cavity
The moment of truth.
As we opened the peritoneal cavity, the problem was right there.
The abdominal aorta had ruptured near the renal arteries.
Blood was pooling fast.
A single mistake?
Fatal.
Sarah's hands were shaking. "Oh my god, this is impossible…"
Su Yan?
Still smiling.
"Suction."
Julia immediately handed it over.
In seconds, she cleared the field—as if she'd done this a hundred times before.
Jason nearly dropped his clamp. "She's… she's better than the attendings."
And that's when the door to the observation deck burst open.
Hospital Management Freaks Out
Richard Martin (Head of Administration) practically stormed into the observation room, face red with panic.
Dr. Monroe (Director of Medicine) was already there, watching with unreadable eyes.
"Who the hell authorized this?!" Martin demanded.
Monroe gestured at the surgery below. "Watch first."
Martin, still furious, turned his gaze toward the operating table.
And what he saw—made him go silent.
A Master at Work
Su Yan was performing vascular anastomosis.
And it was flawless.
Every stitch.
Every knot.
Every movement.
Perfect.
Even the most experienced surgeons struggled with this kind of procedure.
But Su Yan?
She made it look easy.
Martin swallowed. "…This isn't possible."
Monroe didn't look away. "And yet, it's happening."
The Final Stage: The Moment That Broke Reality
The interns had stopped breathing.
I was assisting as fast as I could.
And Su Yan?
She was closing the final suture.
In record time.
A procedure that should've taken hours?
She did it in forty minutes.
And then… she pulled off her gloves.
"Patient's stable," she said, stretching. "That was fun."
The room was dead silent.
Julia, the scrub nurse, looked like she'd seen a divine being descend to Earth.
Jason, Sarah, and David?
Completely broken.
Martin, still watching from above, whispered, "…She's not human."
And for once?
No one argued.
Post-Op: The Aftermath
Ten minutes later, the surgical team stepped out of the OR.
The patient? Stable.
The surgery? Beyond perfect.
And the hospital?
Absolutely losing its mind.
Wallace was the first to approach.
"…She did it?"
I just grinned. "Flawlessly."
Evans blinked. "I… don't know how to feel about this."
Patel looked at the interns.
They were still in shock.
He sighed. "Congratulations, kids. You've just witnessed something none of us can explain."
Sarah's voice was barely a whisper.
"…I think I need to rethink my entire career."
Meanwhile, Su Yan…
While the hospital was still recovering from the shock, Su Yan was already walking out the front doors.
Humming a happy tune.
And as I caught up to her, she shot me a smug glance.
"So," she mused. "How was my first official surgery?"
I chuckled. "You terrify them."
"And you love it."
"…Yeah."
She grinned, slipping her arm through mine.
"Come on, darling. I'm starving. Let's go eat."
And just like that, as the entire hospital reeled from the impossible—
She moved on like it was just another day.
After the Storm: Doctors and Nurses React
The hospital had finally settled down.
The mass casualty incident (MCI) had stretched the staff to their limits.
But, somehow—against all medical logic—every critical patient survived.
And now, the doctors and nurses were all gathered in various corners of the hospital, whispering about the only two people who didn't seem even remotely surprised by the miracle.
Me and Su Yan.
Doctors' Lounge: The "What the Hell Just Happened" Meeting
Dr. Wallace poured himself a double shot of espresso.
Then, deciding that wasn't enough, added another shot.
Patel, looking equally drained, slumped into a chair. "Alright. Someone explain."
Evans exhaled, rubbing his forehead. "Explain what? The part where Dr. Lin's girlfriend diagnosed an aortic rupture just by looking at a patient? The part where she performed one of the most difficult vascular surgeries in existence without breaking a sweat? Or the part where she did it faster than any of us could?"
Wallace sipped his coffee. "Yes."
The room went silent.
Then, Dr. Monroe, who had been watching everything from the observation deck, finally spoke.
"She didn't just diagnose. She stopped the haemorrhage."
Evans frowned. "Yeah, I've been trying to ignore that part."
Patel groaned. "You can't just stop a ruptured aorta with your hands."
Wallace smirked. "Apparently, you can."
Silence.
Evans finally threw his hands up. "Okay, so what are we saying? That she's some kind of medical prodigy?"
"No." Patel shook his head. "That would imply she's still playing by the same rules as the rest of us."
More silence.
Because deep down, none of them believed she was playing by their rules anymore.
And that?
That was terrifying.
Nurses' Station: The Existential Crisis Corner
Meanwhile, at the nurses' station, the discussion was significantly less clinical.
Lisa, the receptionist nurse, had her head on the desk. "I hate my life."
Amy, still emotionally recovering from her one-sided crush on Dr. Lin, sighed. "At least yours still makes sense."
Julia, the OR scrub nurse, who had assisted Su Yan's surgery, was still staring into the distance.
"…She didn't hesitate once."
Megan, another trauma nurse, frowned. "You mean in the surgery?"
"No." Julia shook her head. "I mean… ever."
That was the truly unnerving part.
Doctors—even the best—always had moments of hesitation. A second of recalculating, a brief pause to double-check.
Su Yan?
She just moved.
Like she had already seen the outcome.
Lisa groaned. "And she doesn't even work here. We're suffering on double shifts, and she's out there… being perfect."
Amy nodded dramatically. "She wakes up late. She eats whatever she wants. She bullies doctors. She solves medical mysteries without trying. And her boyfriend is the hottest, most competent man in this hospital."
Lisa slumped further. "…I'm going to cry."
Julia, still lost in thought, muttered, "…I think she's not human."
Megan snorted. "What, you think she's a god?"
Dead silence.
Amy, Lisa, and Julia slowly turned to look at Megan.
Megan blinked. "…Oh my god."
Doctors' Lounge: The "Are We Allowed to Talk About This?" Debate
Back in the doctors' lounge, the conversation had taken a more existential turn.
Patel, staring at the wall, muttered, "She can't be real."
Wallace smirked. "And yet."
Evans groaned. "No, seriously. What do we do?"
Monroe folded her arms. "Well, we can't exactly ask her outright if she's… supernatural."
Patel rubbed his temples. "We'd sound insane."
Silence.
Then Wallace—always the chaos instigator—grinned. "Or we could just ask Lin."
Evans stared at him. "…And then what? If he tells us the truth, we'll be forced to accept that we live in a world where medical gods exist?"
Wallace shrugged. "At least that would make sense."
Patel exhaled. "We're doctors. We don't believe in magic."
Monroe raised an eyebrow. "And yet, here we are."
More silence.
Then, finally—Evans stood up.
"Screw it. I need a drink."
Patel stood up too. "I'll join you."
Wallace laughed, finishing his coffee. "I, for one, welcome our new medical overlord."
Monroe just sighed. "I'll pretend I didn't hear any of this."
And just like that—
The entire hospital came to the same conclusion.
They didn't know what Su Yan was.
They didn't know what Dr. Lin was hiding.
But one thing was clear—
Medicine had changed.
And there was no going back.