Introduction to "The Surgeon's Manual for Excess Sugar":
In the operating room at three o'clock in the morning, Lin Yan from the cardiac surgery department had just finished an eight-hour operation. His fingertips were still wet with the coolness of disinfectant when he was blocked by Gu Shiyan from the neurosurgery department at the door of the instrument room.
"Dr. Lin," the man's white coat was stained with light blood stains on the hem, but his tone was full of teasing, "Your hand is steady when suturing your heart. Why are you shaking when you hold the coffee cup?"
Lin Yan raised his eyes and glanced over with a scalpel-like gaze: "It's better than some people whose hands don't shake when opening the skull, but whose mouth shakes when they see me."
One is the cold-hearted cardiac surgeon "Dinghai Shenzhen" who is good at "walking a tightrope" on the beating heart; the other is the neurosurgery "Ghost Hand" with a vicious tongue and sinister heart, who can peel off brain tumors within millimeters. Top surgeons who are supposed to keep their own territory are always forced to "bundle their businesses" due to cross-department cases.
On the operating table, they were tit-for-tat rivals, arguing over the best plan; off the operating table, when she was surrounded by doctors, he would save her by saying, "If you continue to argue, I'll give you a brain CT scan."
From the "academic enemies" who dislike each other, to the tacit understanding of sharing a late-night snack in the late night duty room; from the secretiveness of concealing the relationship, to the phrase "waiting for you to come back" through protective clothing when the epidemic struck.
They have seen the coldest instruments and held the hottest hands; they have heard countless "surgery successful", but when they look at
