This was the first time in Shen Xiaosheng's life that his hands were trembling as he stood on the operating table.

An excellent surgeon's hand should remain perfectly still when holding a scalpel, but Shen Xiao couldn't do that at this moment.

Because the one in front of him was not a human being, but a demon.

But he couldn't let him die.

Huo Zhixing specifically instructed that Yin Shaoqing's life must be spared, as there were still unresolved scores between them that needed to be settled.

Shen Xiao let out a heavy breath.

Seeing his unusual expression, the nurse next to him immediately understood what to do and asked softly, "Dr. Chen, can we begin the surgery?"

Shen Xiao turned to the interns and instructed them, "You've been wearing your white coats for a while now, but you haven't had the opportunity to practice and have been unable to officially work on the operating table. Today is your chance."

The interns exchanged glances, a hint of surprise in their eyes.

"This patient is injured in the shoulder blade; he was hit by a bullet." Shen Xiao opened the large screen in front of him, which displayed all the detailed data and information about the surgery. "Next, you will remove the bullet. I will be there to guide you throughout the process."

"Chen...Teacher Shen?" The interns looked overjoyed, almost unable to believe it.

Medical students' internships are very tough, especially for those who have just graduated from school and cannot possibly pick up a scalpel in a short period of time.

Even though they had practiced thousands of times at school, they knew the location of every blood vessel and every bone and muscle by heart.

But the operating room is real-world practice, not an experiment.

No experienced surgeon would entrust the situation to an intern.

Even Shen Xiao had to work tirelessly for many years, like burning the midnight oil.

Now, the moment they entered the hospital, they were shocked...

"What's wrong?" Shen Xiao chuckled lightly. "Afraid?"

“Of course not!” the intern looked at him. “I just want to know… why Professor Shen assigned this task to us.”

"Because you are the best students I have ever taught!" Shen Xiao smiled and then flexed his wrist. "In addition, I have some tendonitis recently, so it's really not suitable for me to hold a scalpel."

The students nodded, immediately divided the tasks, and prepared to complete the assignments given by their instructor.

Yin Shaoqing lay on the operating table, suddenly opened his eyes wide, and gripped the handrail tightly with one hand.

Whether from pain or fear, his face was deathly pale, and large beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

With the interns all ready, Shen Xiao coldly gave three words: "Begin!"

"Shen Xiao, you..."

"Wait a minute!" Shen Xiao waved his hand, looked coldly at Yin Shaoqing, and said, word by word, "I've seen this patient's medical record. He's allergic to anesthesia. So don't give him any anesthesia during the surgery!"

"What?"

"Surgery can be performed without anesthesia," Shen Xiao said softly. "Just follow my instructions, be bold and make the incision!"

"Okay, Ms. Shen!"

Soon, hysterical screams echoed from the operating room.

The screams of agony echoed throughout the corridor, sounding like they came from hell, sending chills down one's spine.

The students who had just graduated had never seen such a scene before. They were so flustered by the shouts that their hands trembled and they made several mistakes.

But every time someone on the operating table was bleeding profusely, Shen Xiao could always find a suitable way to stop the bleeding and let them continue cutting.

Every cut that Shen Xiao made was made in a place that wasn't fatal but could cause excruciating pain.

Just like every knife Yin Shaoqing once stabbed Huo Zhixin.

Shen Xiao took a deep breath. He never imagined that he, a doctor, would one day do something like the devil.

His hands trembled involuntarily.

It wasn't because he became a devil, but because of the grievances he suffered for Huo Zhixin.

"Teacher, we can start stitching now."

"Okay." Shen Xiao looked at the dying Yin Shaoqing with a blank expression.

He won't die.

It will heal in a few days.

But the hurt he caused his confidant will probably be indelible for a lifetime.

Shen Xiao clenched his fists tightly. He should have killed this kind of person with his own hands!

Jiang Can and Huo Zhixing waited outside the operating room and heard the increasingly loud screams.

Huo Zhixing sat in his chair like a statue, his face cold. Jiang Can leaned gently against his shoulder, her small hand covering the back of his hand.

Her hands were a little cold; ever since she became pregnant, she always felt like she wasn't getting enough warmth.

She felt a little guilty. Why couldn't the warmth from his palm spread throughout her body as quickly as it did every time he held her hand?

"Husband..." she called softly, but couldn't utter a single word of comfort.

Huo Zhixing turned to her.

No matter how bad his mood was, he would always show his gentlest smile when he was in front of her.

At this moment, the operating room door opened, and Shen Xiao walked out, drenched in sweat as if he had just been pulled out of the water.

Upon seeing Huo Zhixing, he managed a weary smile.

"He won't die, but you probably can't ask him anything for the next day or two."

"Yes, I know." Huo Zhixing nodded and patted him on the shoulder. "Thank you for your hard work."

Shen Xiao chuckled and shook his head.

Actually, he only now realizes that he should thank Yin Shaoqing. If Yin Shaoqing hadn't done those bad things, he wouldn't have realized his feelings for Huo Zhixin.

He clearly remembered that Huo Zhixing was living in that small village in Jiangzhou under the identity of Gu Mang. Not long after he married Jiang Can, some local thugs came to his house to harass Jiang Can and were beaten by Huo Zhixing until they suffered internal bleeding.

That's how he feels right now; he wishes the people who bullied Huo Zhixin would die.

So, this probably isn't the kind of affection a brother has for his sister...

Shen Xiao paused, looked up at the two of them, and gave a bitter smile. "They say doctors have the heart of parents, but what I did today... I don't deserve to wear this white coat anymore."

“You’re wrong.” Jiang Can looked into his eyes and said seriously, “Shen Xiao, even the compassion of a doctor depends on who they are treating. Of course, we should have compassion for good people, but we can only deal with evil people with evil methods!”

“Kindness with an edge is true kindness,” Jiang Can chuckled. “So you don’t need to blame yourself at all.”

“Yes, I won’t blame myself for that kind of scum,” Shen Xiao said softly. “What I blame myself for is that I wasn’t by Zhixin’s side when such a big thing happened… If I hadn’t gone to that seminar and had stayed with her every day, she probably wouldn’t have been targeted by Yin Shaoqing!”

“She was Yin Shaoqing’s chosen prey, and there’s no way she could escape this fate,” Huo Zhixing said in a deep voice. “So the question now is, why is Yin Shaoqing retaliating against the Huo family in this way!”

Fang Han ran over from a short distance away, took the listening device out of Huo Zhixin's schoolbag, and handed it to Huo Zhixing.

“Young Master, this is all evidence that Yin Shaoqing instigated Miss Zhixin to transport drugs! Fortunately, Miss Zhixin is not confused. After the police file a lawsuit against Yin Shaoqing, they will have Miss Zhixin appear in court to testify.”

"Let Zhixin appear in court?" Jiang Can was very worried. "Given her current condition, can she even appear in court? Making her relive these hurts would be like tearing open her newly healed wounds!"