Rebirth: My Dear Little Wife Is So Scheming

Chapter 929: Chapter 929: Which Hospital?

"Dr. Xue, it’s done!" Bai Xiao looked up.

She put down the needle holder in her hand, seemingly a bit reluctant.

It felt like, after infusing her special ability into the needle holder, the holder became an extension of her hand, not just a mere instrument. That sensation—working with such fluid efficiency—was oddly thrilling.

Dr. Xue immediately snapped to attention.

He stepped swiftly to Bai Xiao’s side, startling her. Dr. Xue really was as vigorous as ever.

"Dr. Bai, hang on a moment."

Without further ado, he picked up a scalpel.

And without saying anything, he evenly sliced the newly sutured tail into forty segments.

Bai Xiao’s jaw dropped.

Dr. Xue, isn’t this a bit excessive?

How long can a mouse tail possibly be?

And you’ve divided it into forty portions. Even an idiot could tell you’re obviously making her re-stitch them.

She said nothing further—talking too much would just bring pain.

Fine, if stitching’s what you want, stitching’s what I’ll do.

After finishing the cuts, Dr. Xue automatically stepped to the side, this time standing directly next to her.

Bai Xiao picked up the needle holder, held her breath, and focused sharply. Her special ability activated, coursing between her and the tool.

She genuinely wanted to see the limits of what her ability could achieve. This time, instead of letting it simply spin through the needle holder and stop, she maintained the connection throughout.

What Dr. Xue saw next was nothing short of incredible.

Sitting straight-backed, Bai Xiao worked meticulously under the microscope—clean, precise, astonishingly fast. Every stitch, every contact point, every seam was flawless in execution. Not only were her movements perfect, but her speed was stunningly quick.

None of them noticed that five more people had quietly appeared beside her. Smith and Mike had brought along a translator, and there were also Vice Principal Zhao and Liu Hongmin. The five of them were now wide-eyed, standing next to Dr. Xue, completely captivated by Bai Xiao’s hands.

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It was practically a blur—the movements of her needle-holder-wielding hands were elegant and seamless, flowing as if instinctive. Almost in one breath, she managed to reconnect all forty breakpoints.

Bai Xiao took a deep breath. "Dr. Xue, it’s done!"

Inwardly, she thought: Dr. Xue, please don’t push me any further. If you do, don’t blame me for throwing in the towel right here in front of everyone.

Dr. Xue calmly gazed at the mouse under the microscope and smiled, "Dr. Bai, how long were you stationed at the field hospital?" This wasn’t exactly a secret.

Bai Xiao’s resume had it all.

Everyone gasped audibly.

Field hospital?

Did he mean that field hospital?

In recent years, everyone knew full well about the conflicts surrounding that place. It could only be referring to the frontline territory, where countless brave soldiers and young patriots shed blood and sacrificed everything to defend their country, accomplish great feats, and make history.

Yet stories of success were rare—most who went ended up buried there.

Even more returned missing limbs or crippled.

Everyone knew that the war zone hospital represented the brutal and perilous existence of front-line doctors, who, just like soldiers, constantly risked their lives even without fighting.

Bai Xiao had actually returned from there.

"Less than a year!"

Bai Xiao didn’t see this as something worth boasting about. If it hadn’t been for Wei Shufen, she probably never would’ve ended up in the war zone. The near-death experiences she’d endured there felt more like being caught in a sinister plot that hadn’t succeeded, rather than a source of pride.

Her time there had been about survival—it wasn’t anything extraordinary.