Lu Wenbin quietly washed his hands. He rubbed his palms together, rubbed his palms against the back of his hands, and rubbed his fingers against each other...
The quietness in the bathroom reminded one of a playground at night. When someone occasionally passed by, it could give someone a scare.
Lu Wenbin desperately tried to recall Ling Ran's operating process in his mind.
Although he had seen Ling Ran's M-Tang technique surgeries far too many times, when he learned that he was about to perform one on his own, he started to endlessly doubt himself once the feeling of excitement wore off.
"Doctor Lu, I'll be your assistant today." Ma Yanlin knocked on the door to the bathroom and began to wash his hands under the tap as well.
Lu Wenbin stood up straight in a decisive manner. He took a steamed towel from the pot by the door, wiped his elbows and arms, and said, "I'll have to trouble you this time. I hope it doesn't affect your normal work routine."