Yun Ya swung a chair from beside her and smashed it against the man's outstretched leg. The chair shattered on impact, and the man let out a sharp scream as he collapsed to the ground.
Yun Ya silently ground her teeth, turned her head to glance at Yun Miao, who obediently bowed her head and turned away.
Twisting the surgical knife in her hand, Yun Ya slowly walked over and squatted beside the man. She looked down coldly at his pathetic state, a gentle yet cruel smile playing on her lips, "Do you know how much I despise toads lusting after swan meat? No, you shouldn't even think about it. As a toad, just stay quietly in your hole and don't come out to disgust others."
A hint of resentment flitted across the man's eyes as his other uninjured hand suddenly reached out toward Yun Ya. Her response was as quick as lightning, hitting the bullseye.
An excellent surgeon must have fast hands.
