Xiao Jin.

Xiao Jin.

When "Xiao Jin" came out of Ye Linlang's mouth, Ye Tianxin understood that they were all thinking about Xiao Jin.

Although Ye Linlang and Xie Xuning never said the name publicly.

But Xiao Jin has been living deep in their hearts.

always.

"Mom, I know, I will adjust my work and rest after I finish this work."

Ye Tianxin was so insistent that Ye Linlang wouldn't say anything, she had to agree.

The next day was Qi Liquan’s operation. Even if Hua Wuxia was a master of Chinese medicine, many things would not be able to recover.

Life, death, sickness, death.

These are all human nature.

It is also something human cannot change.

"Sweetheart, are you nervous?"

Ye Linlang and Ye Tianxin were in the disinfection area outside the operating room, and Ye Linlang gently smeared their hands with disinfectant.

Ye Tianxin also stood beside Ye Linlang, repeating Ye Linlang's hand washing process.

"Mom, I'm not nervous at all."

Ye Tianxin is really not nervous at all.

It's just an operation.

She and Qi Liquan are unfamiliar.

So there is no psychological pressure at all.

Ye Linlang couldn't help smiling, "It's still your mental quality."

"Mom, this is just an ordinary operation. If you don't know that the person doing the operation is your teacher, you won't be nervous."

The mother and daughter walked into the operating room together.

The shadowless lamp on the operating bed was turned on gently, and Ye Linlang stood beside Ye Tianxin as her deputy, watching Ye Tianxin start to operate in an orderly manner.

Ye Tianxin's movements were calm and fast, and Ye Linlang nodded differently in her heart.

She must admit that her daughter is better than she thought.

Every movement of her is so smooth.

At that moment, the scalpel seemed to have become a part of her body.

In an instant, Ye Linlang thought of "God's Hand", and there was a faint feeling in her heart.

She said that in this world, there is no hand of God.

But now, she felt that her daughter Ye Tianxin might become the real hand of God.

The nurse took a cotton towel and gently wiped the sweat on Ye Tianxin's forehead.

Surgery is a thing that requires all your heart and soul in this matter.

Ye Tianxin lowered her head, looking at the lesion, her heart was slightly cold.

During the operation, there will be many situations like this.

No amount of advanced technology can guarantee 100% accuracy of inspection reports.

"It's also transferred here."

Ye Tianxin's scalpel was lowered in a spot full of cancer cells.

She couldn't help sighing. From the report, the condition didn't seem to be that serious.

But after the real cut, Ye Tianxin realized that the situation was more serious than expected.

"Cut this off and replace it with a manual one, Mom, how about it?"

"Yes, it's just that, artificial, will it be a phenomenon of rejection?"

Ye Linlang couldn't help thinking about this matter. In her heart, there was an unspeakable pain. In the face of illness, from the powerful and the nobles to the merchants and farmers, the treatment was the same.

"I don't know. At the moment, we will either replace it with humans or we will suspend the operation?

"Replace it with labor."

Manual replacement means that the process of surgery is more time-consuming than before.

In order not to worry Hua Wuxia, who was guarding outside the ward, Ye Linlang also explained clearly the latest discovery of Qi Liquan's condition.

"Madam, this is the situation. If you don't have any comments, we will perform the operation according to the latest adjusted procedure."