Inside the operating room.
Sheffield stood at Chen Yu's side, watching the endoscopic screen beside him. Her heart was in her throat as she saw Chen Yu work within the tiny space. He was using a dissecting clamp, its outer diameter a mere 5 millimeters, to meticulously peel back the vascular epithelial mucosa that had grown around the shrapnel. After pulling it away, he continued the dissection. She couldn't help but remark, "Chen, your hands are incredibly steady."
In her experience, the guys in orthopedics were all rough-and-tumble types who lacked fine motor skills.
After all, they were practically construction workers, the kind of people who'd get up and swing a hammer when the mood struck.
She really hadn't expected Chen Yu's hands to be so steady and precise. No wonder he was so good at all sorts of minimally invasive surgeries.
