Peng Wang didn't know how he walked out of the operating room.
The horror in his heart was indescribable.
Looking at the five people who came with him, only he and Nurse Xiao Liu were dumbstruck, while the other three appeared calm.
Peng Wang was furious.
"Dr. Ma, Dr. Wei, you two are really something."
He was utterly ashamed.
Earlier, he had been constantly questioning Jiang Xiaoxiao's qualifications, and now his face felt like it had been slapped multiple times.
No wonder the teacher dared to bring them.
This counts as private work, but no one cared about money.
What mattered was witnessing an extraordinarily stunning live surgery.
The slender silhouette in a white coat, the decisive precision of each cut, the flawless stitching, the linking and cleaning of blood vessels, even the coverage of skin tissue over wounds, all executed perfectly.
This wasn't a surgery; it was a perfect fusion of several surgeries into one.
The quality of the surgery was unheard of.
