Xiao Zhang's question was interrupted by a sudden flurry, and he didn't manage to finish his sentence.
"The patient is 26 years old with acute appendicitis, perforation and pus formation, showing symptoms of chronic peritonitis, requiring immediate surgery."
"There's an OR now available."
"Where's the doctor?"
"Uh... Dr. Fu is available, but he just..."
The nurse didn't finish speaking, as Fu Yisi had already stepped forward.
He had just finished a four-hour surgery and hadn't even had time to take a sip of water, his voice was somewhat hoarse.
The nurse was taken aback, then nodded and turned around.
"Who is the patient's family?"
Two people quickly came forward from behind.
"We are his colleagues."
Just as he finished speaking, Fu Yisi immediately noticed Ji Sang behind the nurse, and Ji Sang also looked over at the same time.
His gaze became intense, his cool and deep eyes hiding turbulent waves.
Almost tranquil, yet not.
Ji Sang abruptly froze on the spot, her throat suddenly feeling as if scorched by a harsh wind, too dry to speak.
Such a look in Fu Yisi's eyes, she had never seen before. It lacked the initial indifference and aloofness, and also lacked yesterday's playful teasing.
"Hello, we need a signature for the patient's surgery, are you his?"
Unable to help herself, the nurse measured Ji Sang from head to toe.
This woman actually managed to make Dr. Fu watch her for more than ten seconds.
Song Xiu noticed the unusual atmosphere between Ji Sang and Fu Yisi and quickly spoke up,
"Colleagues, but he instructed us before he passed out."
Only then did the nurse shift her focus onto him, and her eyes suddenly brightened.
Song Xiu was actually quite handsome, possessing a completely different character from Fu Yisi—sunny and cheerful, exactly what these nurses, accustomed to the cold aloofness of Fu Yisi, preferred.
"Oh, I see, then please sign here."
The nurse's suddenly gentle tone made Fu Yisi lift his eyes to the man standing next to Ji Sang.
Young, lively, handsome, a fellow assistant at work, his eyes filled with fervent admiration.
The man's lips curled slightly, carrying a hint of scorn.
Just a naive young kid, after all.
The surgical table was already pushed into the OR, everything was ready and the assistant physician, Doctor Zhou, called out,
"Dr. Fu, we can start now."
Fu Yisi nodded and coolly withdrew his gaze, following them into the OR.
For a while, only Ji Sang and Song Xiu were left in the corridor.
For a long time, Ji Sang didn't move a step, her gaze following Fu Yisi until blocked by the door.
Song Xiu quietly stood by, and after a few minutes, he finally spoke,
"Sister Ji, let's wait over there. Dr. Fu is excellent in his practice; the surgery will surely be over soon."
Only then did Ji Sang retrieve her gaze, appearing somewhat distracted.
She was somewhat puzzled; having only interacted with Fu Yisi for a few days, he was already so able to affect her emotions. She was just late off work and her phone was broken so she couldn't call him, yet, seeing his cold, distant, indifferent gaze earlier, she couldn't help blaming herself.
After a moment, Ji Sang raised her hand to her forehead, even more troubled than when she was preparing for the Hassel International Photography Competition.
She was never good at handling relationships with others, let alone marital relationships.
If only Su Ge were here right now.
Ji Sang lowered her head and pursed her lips, ultimately just sighing.
Sitting beside her, Song Xiu wanted to speak several times, but seeing her state, he could only give up.
In the operating room,
With the nurse's help, Fu Yisi put on his surgical gown, donned a face mask, and approached the operating table.
The scene of encountering Ji Sang outside just flashed before his eyes; her eyes full of concern watching the person lying in the OR, and that young kid beside her, afraid she might get hurt, constantly shielding her in front.
A sudden irritation rose from his heart; he wasn't sure if it was because of Ji Sang, or the man beside her, or perhaps both.
The turmoil in his eyes was more intense than before, no longer calm.
Getting no response, the others in the OR looked at each other. Everyone had worked with Dr. Fu before, but none had seen him come into the OR and still be unable to calm down.
The assistant physician called again, and Fu Yisi finally snapped back to reality.
His gaze slightly lowered, and when he looked up again, it was filled with cold composure.
"Let's begin the surgery."