"Xiao Lu, are you tired?"
"It's okay."
"Xiao Lu, seeing you so full of energy, how about you take charge of this Liver Preservation Surgery?" At the scrub sink, Chen Song brushed his hands while raising his chin proudly, trying to level it with Lu Cheng's chin.
Lu Cheng's smile suddenly froze: "Teacher Chen, aren't you teasing me..."
"Not to mention Liver Preservation Surgery? I don't even dare to take on liver lobe resection?"
"Still, we have to rely on Teacher Chen for showcasing your prowess." Lu Cheng's eyes were ingratiating, as if he had just undergone cosmetic surgery.
Chen Song's current dilemma was similar to asking a butcher at a slaughterhouse if he wanted to pop over to Renmin Hospital to do a fracture surgery...
If Master Hu could handle this, why would he be at the slaughterhouse killing pigs?
"Are you sure you don't want to do it? If you don't, I'll go ahead. Don't say Teacher Chen didn't give you a chance." Chen Song's tone was warm and friendly.
