Chapter 442 - She Could Go as Far as She Wanted on This Road (1/2)

After more than three hours, the lights in the operating room finally went out.

Those three long hours had felt like prolonged torture for those anxiously waiting outside.

Dr. Joseph took off his mask as he came out. His first sentence was to congratulate the eager Si Jingting in Chinese, “Congratulations, Patriarch of the Si family. Madame’s operation was successful. Miss Yun and I cooperated very well.”

Everyone’s hearts finally hit the ground. Mu Feichi raised his eyes and looked at Mu Chongli, who had been sitting across from him looking very nervous, and sneered slightly.

He felt disdainful of his father for making such a big deal out of it and by coming here with the intention of watching Yun Xi make a fool of herself.

But Mu Chongli felt amused when he saw his son’s proud face. From childhood to now, he had never seen such an immature expression on his son’s face.

It was like…the precious son he’d raised had been s.n.a.t.c.hed right from his fingers.

They haven’t even become a family yet, but he was already so self-contained.

Si Jingting looked at Yun Xi, who’d come out behind Mr. Joseph, with a serious and respectful expression, and then reached out to her. “Miss Yun, thank you!”

Yun Xi’s gaze followed the outstretched hand, and she looked at Si Jingting, the head of the Si family. With a serious expression, the head of the Si family looked full of awe and respect for her as a doctor.

He was acknowledging her medical skills.

This gave her a sense of security. She could go as far as she wanted down this road with more determination in the future.

Stretching out her hand, she shook hands with Si Jingting. Smiling, she simply said, “It is the duty of a doctor to save lives and heal the wounded.”

Yun Xi glanced at Si Wenxuan, who was also waiting outside, and said mockingly, “Miss Si, would you like to thank me too?”

Si Wenxuan felt choked by her words. All her previous astonishment and incredulity had disappeared and had been replaced by envy.

“You weren’t the chief surgeon, but just an a.s.sistant. What is there to gloat about?”

All she probably had done was pa.s.s over a scalpel or wipe the doctor’s sweat away, yet she was acting so smug about it.