It seemed like there was advance notice that Xin Yanjun would bring along an impressive protégé, as Doctor Dong looked at Xie Wanying and grinned from ear to ear: "Great, Old Lin in our department said, with her around, there's nothing to fear."
Teacher Lin's words were an exaggeration, made in jest. Xie Wanying gave a slight smile.
"Don't put too much pressure on her," Xin Yanjun once again warned his colleagues with a protective tone.
Doctor Dong waved his hand dismissively, "Who would dare? Besides, the surgeons on duty tonight are familiar with her."
"Who?"
"Li Chengyuan and Yin Fengchun."
Are those the two surgeons on duty tonight? Xin Yanjun's mind conjured up two rigid, stone-faced visages.
Doctor Dong, always the optimist, burst into laughter: "The department head must think the two of us are like warm water and those two are like Frog Princes, so he decided to put us four together—warm water boiling frogs."
