The Countdown Begins – A Record-Breaking Pace
The Day After the Final Notice
The hospital felt different.
It wasn't just the schedule shifts.
It wasn't just the panic.
It wasn't just the rumours.
It was the weight of knowing.
Knowing that thirty days from now, the two greatest surgeons they had ever seen would be gone.
And so, on the first morning after the official contract notice, the hospital held its breath—
Because the true chaos was about to begin.
7:00 AM – The New Surgical Schedule is Released
The screens in the surgical lounge lit up with the updated schedule.
A nurse whispered, "Oh my God."
A junior doctor muttered, "This has to be a mistake."
Dr. Patel, reading his section, turned pale. "We have five months' worth of cases condensed into a month?!"
Dr. Wallace stared. "This can't be right. There's no way they expect us to operate at this pace."
Then—Dr. Miller chuckled.
Everyone turned.
He took a slow sip of his coffee, then gestured at the screen.
"You all misunderstand. This isn't about us. This is about them."
Silence.
Then realization.
Because every high-risk, high-complexity, high-profile case in the hospital?
They were all listed under one set of names.
Su Yan – Lead Surgeon
Lin Kai – Co-Surgeon
And the estimated surgical times?
They were less than one-fourth of standard projections.
Dr. Evans swallowed. "They're… they're actually going to do this?"
Dr. Hayworth exhaled sharply. "This isn't just a schedule change. This is a declaration."
A declaration that for the next thirty days, Su Yan and Lin Kai were going to break every record this hospital had ever seen.
And there was nothing anyone could do to stop it.
8:00 AM – The First Surgery Begins
The OR doors swung open.
Inside, a full team was waiting.
Two senior surgeons (Dr. Wallace & Dr. Patel)
A vascular specialist
A cardiac consultant
Two anaesthesiologists
Three surgical nurses
Two junior doctors
And in the centre—
Su Yan and Lin Kai.
Calm.
Unshaken.
Ready.
The case?
A multi-organ transplant.
Projected time: 9 hours.
Su Yan checked the clock. "Let's finish in two."
The room went dead silent.
Dr. Wallace blinked. "You're joking."
Lin Kai tied his surgical mask. "She's not."
"Scalpel."
The operation began.
The Impossible Execution – Technique Beyond Human Limits
What happened next wasn't normal.
Not by any standard.
Su Yan's movements were inhumanly precise.
Lin Kai's coordination was second nature.
The way they operated—faster, cleaner, more calculated—was beyond anything the hospital had ever seen.
The nurses barely kept up with their instrument requests.
The anesthesiologists adjusted dosages automatically, already anticipating what they needed.
The other surgeons?
They weren't leading anymore.
They were trying to keep up.
And the clock?
Ticking too fast.
1 hour passed.
1 hour 30 minutes passed.
1 hour 55 minutes—
"Final suture."
Total surgical time: 1 hour, 57 minutes.
Zero complications.
Zero wasted movements.
The moment Su Yan stepped back from the table, the OR fell into a stunned silence.
Dr. Patel whispered.
"That was… impossible."
Dr. Wallace exhaled. "That wasn't surgery. That was art."
Lin Kai glanced at Su Yan. "One down."
She smirked. "Two more to go."
And just like that, they walked out.
Leaving an entire team of professionals completely speechless.
10:30 AM – The Second Surgery Begins
They didn't stop.
Not for applause.
Not for a break.
Not for anything.
Next case: Advanced brain tumor resection.
Projected time: 12 hours.
Su Yan's goal: 3 hours.
Dr. Patel, a specialist in neurosurgery, was still recovering from the last operation.
Now he was standing in the next OR, trying to prepare himself for whatever the hell was about to happen.
And then—
The surgery started.
And it was even faster.
Neurosurgical mapping – Flawless.
Tumor removal – No excessive bleeding, no wasted incisions.
Precision control – The team had never seen hands move that smoothly.
It was superhuman.
No—it was something beyond even that.
By the time they closed the skull, the timer read: 2 hours, 48 minutes.
Dr. Patel pulled off his gloves, breathing hard. "I just watched the laws of physics get rewritten."
Dr. Wallace, watching from the observation deck, ran a hand through his hair.
"We're witnessing history."
2:00 PM – The Third Surgery Begins
The final case of the day: Full cardiac reconstruction.
Projected time: 14 hours.
Su Yan's goal: 4 hours.
By now, the hospital knew.
Nurses were gathering near the OR, waiting to see the results.
Doctors were watching live surgical feeds.
Even hospital executives had stopped their meetings to observe.
Because this wasn't normal surgery anymore.
This was record-breaking medicine happening in real time.
And then—
First incision.
Sternotomy – Flawless.
Cardiopulmonary bypass – Initiated in half the usual time.
Valve replacement – Perfect suturing technique.
It was beyond perfection.
It was something the hospital had never seen before.
By the time they finished, the final timer read—
Total surgical time: 3 hours, 57 minutes.
And as Su Yan and Lin Kai stepped out of their third OR of the day, the hospital had finally accepted one undeniable truth.
They weren't just doctors.
They weren't just surgeons.
They were something else entirely.
Aftermath – The Hospital's Reaction
As the hospital staff watched them leave for the day, no one spoke.
No one knew what to say.
Because they all realized something at the same time.
No one else could do this.
No one else could match their speed, their precision, their confidence.
No one else could replace them.
And yet, in twenty-nine days, they'd be gone.
Dr. Hayworth stood in the surgical lounge, staring at the schedule.
And for the first time in her life, she thought:
What the hell are we going to do without them?
And she wasn't the only one.
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The Hospital's Existential Crisis
The surgical department was in shock.
Doctors, nurses, administrators—everyone had witnessed what Su Yan and Lin Kai had done.
Three high-risk, high-complexity surgeries in a single day.
Each one completed in less than a quarter of the standard time.
No mistakes. No complications. No wasted effort.
And now?
Now, the hospital was having an existential crisis.
Because if they were capable of this level of medicine, then what the hell were the rest of them doing?
Dr. Wallace's Overthinking Spiral
Dr. Wallace sat in the surgeon's lounge, still holding his scrubs in his hands.
He had scrubbed out an hour ago.
And yet, he was still sitting there, staring at the table.
"They're actually leaving."
Dr. Patel, sitting across from him, rubbed his face. "Yeah."
Dr. Evans, who looked permanently traumatized, sighed. "We're dead."
Dr. Miller, the anesthesiologist, raised an eyebrow. "You do realize this hospital functioned just fine before they got here, right?"
Silence.
Then—
Dr. Patel scoffed. "Did it?"
Dr. Wallace frowned. "I mean, yes, but…"
Dr. Miller sipped his coffee, clearly unbothered. "Then it'll function fine when they leave."
Dr. Evans stared at him. "But—"
Dr. Miller shrugged. "Before Lin Kai came, were we doing surgeries?"
Dr. Wallace sighed. "Yes."
"Before Su Yan showed up, were people surviving complicated cases?"
"Well, yeah, but—"
"Then the hospital isn't actually going to collapse."
Silence.
Then—Dr. Patel narrowed his eyes.
"Okay, but that's not the point."
"Then what is the point?" Dr. Miller asked, unfazed.
Dr. Evans gestured wildly. "The point is—we've seen what's possible now. And once they leave, we're back to regular speed. Regular mistakes. Regular complications."
Dr. Miller raised an eyebrow. "And?"
Dr. Patel let out an exasperated sigh. "And it means we'll never be as good as they are!"
Dr. Miller set down his coffee cup.
And for the first time today, he actually looked serious.
"Then get better."
The Reality Check
Dr. Wallace blinked.
Dr. Patel looked caught off guard.
Dr. Evans just looked personally attacked.
Dr. Miller leaned back in his chair.
"Lin and Su aren't staying forever. They never were. And instead of sitting around panicking about it, you should be asking yourselves why you're not already at their level."
Silence.
Then—Dr. Monroe, who had been standing near the entrance of the lounge, smirked.
"He's right, you know."
She walked in, arms crossed. "You're all acting like they were meant to be part of this place permanently. They never were. The only mistake we made was assuming they'd stick around."
Dr. Patel groaned. "But how the hell do we just 'get better'? They're—"
"Brilliant? Yes."
Dr. Monroe glanced at the surgical schedule.
"Irreplaceable? No."
Dr. Evans looked offended. "I don't know, Doc, did you see what they did today?"
Dr. Monroe smiled. "Of course I did."
She shrugged. "But guess what? People said the same thing about every surgical pioneer in history. And medicine didn't stop when they left."
Dr. Wallace exhaled. "So, you're saying we just… keep going like we did before?"
Dr. Monroe smirked. "What else is there to do?"
Silence.
Then—Dr. Miller stood up.
"Well. That's enough existential panic for me today."
He grabbed his coffee, stretched, and started walking out.
"You all should stop overthinking. We're surgeons, not philosophers."
And with that—he left.
Leaving behind a room full of surgeons who were still spiraling.
Meanwhile – The Actual 'Problems' Themselves
Elsewhere in the hospital, Lin Kai and Su Yan were not thinking about any of this.
They had just left the OR, fresh from setting a new speed record for a heart transplant.
Lin Kai yawned. "I'm hungry."
Su Yan sipped her coffee. "Same."
Lin Kai glanced at her. "Did you notice Wallace, Patel, and Evans looking existential in the lounge?"
Su Yan shrugged. "Yeah. They're probably overthinking again."
Lin Kai smirked. "You think they'll be fine without us?"
Su Yan grinned. "Of course not."
Lin Kai chuckled. "Brutal."
Su Yan winked. "And yet, you still love me."
Lin Kai rolled his eyes. "You seriously need a new line."
Su Yan linked arms with him as they headed toward the cafeteria.
"Nope. It works every time."
And with that—they left.
Completely unbothered.
Because while the rest of the hospital was losing their minds about their departure…
They were just looking forward to lunch.