The next morning, when Yan Feifan arrived at Qin Ying's medical teaching and research lab at the hospital, he was surprised to find it filled with all sorts of instruments and equipment.
He saw a surgical table, a medical shadowless lamp, and a General model long-arm surgical microscope.
Seven or eight medical instrument cases of various sizes, containing complete sets of surgical instruments for orthopedics, neurosurgery, general surgery, and more, were stacked up.
Yan Feifan heard footsteps and turned to see He Junxing walking in, carrying an aluminum alloy case.
He noticed that He Junxing wasn't wearing a jacket; his upper body was clad in a tight-fitting T-shirt soaked with sweat.
Clearly, He Junxing had already been busy for quite some time.
Yan Feifan was a little envious. 'This guy has a pretty good build. The contours of the muscles on his arms, chest, and abs are clearly visible…'
"Mr. Yan, good morning!"
"Good morning to you, too!"
