Seeing this, Qiu Ruiyun decisively waved at Xie Wanying, "Go up and help him suture."
The one who performed the best could shut up all doubters.
Understanding the senior's intention, Xie Wanying stepped onto the stage.
Although Geng Lingfei hadn't messed up his suturing yet, his speed was as slow as a turtle, and Qiu Ruiyun had gotten impatient long ago. Such a speed was unacceptable on the surgical field; even if the suturing was good, it was useless.
"I'll do it," Xie Wanying said as she extended her hand.
Geng Lingfei's hesitant gaze rotated on her face, judging her to be very young, possibly even younger than him? And a female surgical intern at that—could she be better than him? After all, he had never seen such a girl.
"Give it to her." Qiu Ruiyun ordered.
Geng Lingfei handed over the needle holder he was holding.
