To find a surgeon in this environment—one with modern medical training, formal clinical experience, and practical surgical skills—was a rare find.
'I've really hit the jackpot,' Qin Ziwen thought.
As for the medical malpractice incident, you couldn't be too demanding. Just as he'd said, he believed there were always accidents in this world that no one could ever predict.
Just like this whole transmigration.
Seeing that Qin Ziwen didn't mind the blemish on his record, Zhao Pu relaxed considerably.
Zhao Pu said, "Mr. Qin, were any of you injured during the earlier conflict? Any wounds need to be treated immediately."
"Is anyone hurt?" Qin Ziwen asked, turning to his men.
Li Tieshan blinked. 'Injured?'
He just remembered someone trying to get in. He'd landed a heavy blow with his hammer, then given chase.
The man ran, and he chased.
Then, the man suddenly fell.
