The Director's Approval

As Xia Wan's movements became faster, the nurses became so nervous that they started to sweat. They had helped other doctors before but never felt such pressure.

The director waited outside for half an hour, but Xia Wan still didn't come out. He couldn't help it and rushed into the operating room with Dr. Wang.

Xia Wan, completely focused on her father's surgery, wasn't affected by their presence. At first, the director wanted to scold Xia Wan to stop what she was doing, but after feeling her aura and witnessing her suturing skills, he even felt he might be presbyopic.

He rubbed his eyes, looked at Xia Wan again, and felt his worldview shattered.

For such a young girl to have such skills, it wasn't like a pair of hands but more like a perfectly calibrated machine.

The Department Director asked himself honestly. Even if he had performed such an operation when he was young, he might not have been as accurate as Xia Wan.