"How is it? Finished checking? What's the result? Was it done recklessly?" In the tendon competition hall, Lu Bin, one of the judges, pressed the doctoral student from Xiangya Second Hospital who followed him.
The third round of the competition was still proceeding methodically, but he wasn't too focused on others.
"Brother Lu, it wasn't done recklessly. The suturing technique had traces to follow, dismantled by Professor Dong himself," the doctoral student next to Lu Bin replied.
"Not done recklessly? Then what about these data?" Lu Bin frowned deeply.
Lu Bin is an attending at the Second Hospital, and a newly appointed attending who had just stepped down from being the chief resident not long ago.
This time, his name wasn't on the list of participants from the Second Hospital who were pushed to compete, not even on the list of those who registered.
