Little Fatty was in charge of suctioning blood and irrigation, and from time to time passed instruments. His movements were very quick too—just as Director Bai stretched out his hand, the instrument he wanted was already in his palm.
The three of them worked together with perfect tacit understanding, smooth as flowing water. After all, they had been cooperating for so many years.
Xiao Li stood off to the side watching, his eyes full of envy. He finally understood why these three Fattys could form a single Medical Team. They didn't just share a similar body shape; their cooperation was like one organism, each person knowing exactly what the others were going to do next.
Yang Ping stood a bit farther away, watching in silence. His gaze stayed on Director Bai's hands, and every so often he would look up at the numbers on the monitor.
"The exposure is good," he suddenly said.
Director Bai's hands paused for a beat, then moved even faster.
