"Is it you?"
The doctor glared at Nan Yan with visible anger.
The nurse had informed him that it was a young girl.
Perhaps she was a newly minted medical student, unaware of her own limitations. She had audaciously claimed that there was no need for plaster casts and that these patients could recover within a month.
He had practiced medicine for over twenty years, tending to thousands of fractured bones, but he had never heard of complete bone healing in just one month.
"It's me," Nan Yan responded calmly, her tone courteous. "I'd like to request your assistance. If anything goes wrong, I'll take responsibility."
For her alone, removing these plaster casts would waste a lot of time.
The doctor angrily questioned, "How will you take responsibility? If they end up disabled, can you shoulder the responsibility for their future?"
