Jiang Ming fought back his discomfort, preparing to continue the surgery. He had his pride and sense of responsibility, after all.
"Director Jiang, let me take over from here."
A calm voice cut in.
"Dr. Luo, you take my place and handle Cheng Feng's functional restoration. I'll take Bed 2!"
It was Wu Ting, who had just finished one surgery and was now preparing to take over for Director Jiang.
"But... can you handle a nerve repair surgery?"
Jiang Ming was a little worried.
"I can."
Previously, Jiang Ming would never have agreed to Wu Ting's request. But after the last few incidents, he had developed considerable trust in him.
The other doctors in the ward felt the same way. If Wu Ting said he could do it, then he definitely could.
Luo Ming, feeling a sense of shared honor, was the first to call out, "Alright! Cheng Feng, you're with me. We'll take over Dr. Wu's patient."
