Amid the silence, the work continued. Everyone was focused, cautious, and brisk, their movements seemingly flawless. But in truth, they were merely removing tiny bits of tissue from the existing wounds—completely necrotic tissue.
Three or four people surrounded each wound. These top doctors, putting on the most professional airs, were doing work even an intern surgical assistant could handle, yet they acted as though facing a great enemy, tense to the extreme.
The others were busy as well, stepping forward to observe one moment, then studying and discussing the next. One sat in a chair drawing cross-sectional diagrams, while another wrote medical records. The room was bustling with activity.
This was where the advantage of English's vocabulary barriers showed itself. Amanda could tell they were discussing professional data, but she had no idea what exactly they were saying. Every organ had its own technical term, and every part of an organ had technical terms within technical terms. Different muscles alone could be divided into who knew how many words. So unless someone was a professional, no one could understand what they were talking about.
Amanda merely listened to the commotion and understood that they might have encountered some problems. She asked several times, but they clearly could not be bothered to explain anything to her. She had no way to press further, either. Her own professional vocabulary was limited, and if she kept asking, she would look like an illiterate fool. So she stopped asking.
Fortunately, Amanda had used too much force and acted too hastily, kidnapping specialist doctors from every department in various hospitals. They were all top doctors, their skills roughly comparable, and they had plenty to discuss regarding professional matters. If she had stuffed a few interns in here, they might have exposed the act.
And so