The surgery was nearing its end, already at the suturing stage. Serena Feng withdrew her gaze and looked outside the room, her expression nostalgic...
Seeing Dr. Redwater and Dr. Guile’s stunned faces, Serena recalled her own first time stepping into a cardiac surgery operating room—she hadn’t been any better than these two.
Although there was nothing in that world worth longing for, her years as a medical student were unforgettable. Back then, she seemed to have endless energy—no matter how much she learned or worked each day, she’d be full of spirit again by morning. But now...
She really did feel old now.
When Serena snapped back to reality, Simon Sun had already finished suturing the rabbit’s chest. Stepping away from the operation, Simon instantly reverted to an ordinary, awkward teenager—standing there, unsure where to look or what to do with his hands.
Facing Dr. Redwater and Dr. Guile’s intense, admiring stares, Simon grew nervous, not knowing what to do with his hands and feet. He was a completely different person from the sharp, confident surgeon he’d just been.
“Simon, you did very well.” Serena stepped forward, interrupting Dr. Redwater and Dr. Guile’s fiery gazes.
Her little apprentice was easily embarrassed; those two really needed to tone it down.
The moment the topic shifted to surgery, Simon forgot his awkwardness, his eyes lighting up. “Master, I think I did really well this time. When I did the cardiac bypass, I got it on the first try! But I was still much slower than you.” His voice grew quieter at the end.
“I’ve practiced more than you. If you keep working hard, you’ll surpass me soon.” You’re more gifted than I am. Serena didn’t say this last part—she knew Simon wouldn’t be happy, only uneasy, if she did.
“No way, how could I surpass Master? She’s the greatest doctor I’ve ever met.” Even better than the Master of the Mystic Healer Valley. Simon didn’t say this out loud, but Serena understood—Simon never knew how to hide his feelings.
“Simon, there’s no such thing as the ‘greatest doctor’—every physician has their own specialty. I’m just good with a scalpel, but you shouldn’t be like your master and only focus on one thing.” If you can master many fields, that’s even better than excelling at just one. All‑rounders and specialists both have their place, but if you can be an all‑rounder, why settle for less?
Simon was single-minded and pure-hearted, and had the chance to learn from master-level doctors. His future was boundless.
“Master, I…”
“Hold on, hold on! What did you just call her?” Dr. Redwater refused to be ignored and brusquely interrupted Simon.
Was it the wind? Had he misheard?
Simon paused, then obediently answered, “Senior, she’s my master. May I ask how I should address you?”
“She’s your master?” Dr. Redwater couldn’t accept it.
Such a well-behaved child, such a promising talent—how could he already have taken a master? And to take a young woman as his teacher, what a waste!
“Yes.” Simon answered honestly. Seeing that Serena didn’t deny it, and recalling their earlier conversation, Dr. Redwater realized it was true.
Well, there was nothing to be done. Regretful as he was, Dr. Redwater could only blame himself—if they hadn’t stayed up in the mountains all this time, they wouldn’t have missed out on such a promising student. Dr. Redwater was so frustrated he could almost cough blood.
“Young man, my name is Elliot Redwater. What should I call you?” If he couldn’t take Simon as a disciple, at least he could befriend him. The more Dr. Redwater looked at Simon, the more he liked him.
“So you’re Dr. Redwater! I’m Simon Sun, greetings, Senior Redwater.” Simon was startled to realize who stood before him, but having met the Master of the Mystic Healer Valley—the greatest authority in the medical world—even meeting Dr. Redwater didn’t make him nervous.
Rumor had it in the medical world that Dr. Redwater was always accompanied by the poison doctor, Dr. Guile. Simon, devoted to medicine, knew about both of them. After greeting Dr. Redwater, he turned and saluted Dr. Guile: “You must be Senior Guile. Please forgive my rudeness.”
“You’re a good kid. No need for all these ‘senior’ titles—they’re too formal. We both feel close to you, so if you don’t mind, just call us Uncle Guile and Uncle Redwater.” Dr. Guile liked Simon too. Years of medical practice had given them an eye for people, and they could see Simon’s true nature at a glance.
Just as Serena had said—the more someone had experienced, the less they could resist Simon’s natural, untainted goodness.
Simon was so pure that he didn’t know how to refuse anyone’s kindness, nor did he understand what calling someone ‘uncle’ really meant. He obediently did as asked, which delighted Dr. Redwater and Dr. Guile. They immediately took out two pieces of fine warm jade as meeting gifts, truly treating Simon as a member of their own family—or no, judging by their enthusiasm, as a son.
Serena saw all this and was both happy and deeply exasperated. They were all doctors—why was her disciple a hundred times more likable than she was? Not only did animals avoid her, people did too.
She’d spent ages being humble and friendly, yet she still couldn’t compare to a single look from Simon. Living like this, she really was a failure.
But soon, Serena understood why Dr. Redwater and Dr. Guile liked Simon so much—because...
In less than ten sentences, Simon had completely ‘sold her out.’ Serena watched as Simon recited, word for word, the surgical plan she’d designed for the Crown Prince, and felt like coughing blood.
She kept shooting Simon warning looks, silently begging him to stop, or at least not to sell her out so thoroughly. Her eyelids were practically twitching, but Simon just kept talking.
How could a kid be this pure? Serena honestly wanted to cover her face and cry.
What kind of disciple was this? He was here to collect debts—selling out his master and helping others count the money.
Knowing she couldn’t stop him, Serena decided to slip away. The burning look in those two doctors’ eyes made it clear they were fascinated by her heart-repair surgery. If she didn’t leave now and they caught her, she’d be in trouble for sure.
Serena tried to slip away, but as fast as she was, Dr. Redwater and Dr. Guile weren’t amateurs. Their martial arts had been neutralized by Ninth Royal Uncle’s men, but their senses were still sharp. Serena had barely moved before Dr. Guile quickly stepped in front of her.
“Miss Feng, where are you headed?”
Nature calls—can’t I go to the restroom?
If Dr. Redwater had asked, Serena would’ve answered just like that. But Dr. Guile was different—this middle-aged uncle radiated seriousness. If she dared use that excuse, he’d definitely look down on her.
Serena forced a smile and replied, “Senior Guile, as Simon just told you, I’m here to treat the Crown Prince. He’s already at the villa, and I promised to examine him, so I’m heading there now for a preliminary check.”
“Oh, so Miss Feng has important business to attend to. My brother and I are both physicians—would you mind if we came along?” Dr. Guile was polite, but it was clear he wouldn’t take no for an answer.
As if the two famous doctors weren’t trouble enough, Simon immediately chimed in, “Master, wait for me—I’m coming too!” He hurried to pack up the surgical instruments, determined not to be left behind.
Can I even say no?
Serena looked at the three of them, utterly helpless. She had a bad feeling about this...
The Crown Prince’s surgery was going to be anything but quiet!