An Yan spoke bluntly, "You still need more practice before you can take on such surgeries. Don't worry, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
In the meeting room, Tian Zhongren couldn't help but speak again. "Is she treating surgery as a teaching exercise? This is a real patient, not some medical simulation training dummy. How can she let someone just practice on them?"
His student, eager not to let the conversation drop, quickly chimed in, "Exactly! How can such a major surgery be handled so casually?"
Just as they were getting into it, a chuckle came from the side.
Li Tianyao's fingers were still fiddling with the Buddha Beads, his voice neutral. "What? Does seeing a young person more skilled in medicine than you make you so uncomfortable that you have to nitpick about other things? Or do you actually have ulterior motives?"
Tian Zhongren's heart lurched with panic, and he quickly shut his mouth.
