บท 327: Examination

Three days later, Wang Haiyang was called to the operating theater again.

When Wang Haiyang stepped open the operating theater door, he already had a mask on his face. He asked, "How many severed fingers are there this time?"

As a chief physician in the Hand Surgery Department who worked all year round and as a senior doctor who charged a fixed price of 10,000 RMB when he performed freelance surgeries, Wang Haiyang was already at the age where he could enter the operating theater whenever he wanted to.

It was especially so when it came to someone else's operating theater. He felt even more at ease when he opened their doors. 

The anesthetist, Su Jiafu had also rushed there at the same time. He placed his legs on two stools while he spun around, and he looked as if he was playing with a gym ball. When he heard Wang Haiyang's question, he looked at the form and said, "Four severed fingers."