Watching the doctor search through his desk, Shichiro's face began to twist and turn as the thought of participating in a live surgical procedure kind of weirded him out a little bit. It wasn't the fact that he was squeamish around blood and guts, more so the pressure of being around them when somebody's life was on the line. He just didn't know how to handle it. What kind of clinic pulls random people off the streets in order to recruit them for surgical help. Shichiro was about to open his mouth to decline when the man exclaimed, "I FOUND IT!!! Let us be off." Giving an audible sigh, Shichiro hoped he didn't have to actually interact with the organs or anything like that as he watched the excited doctor run out of the office. Shichiro placed his hands into his pockets and slowly began to tail behind the doctor in order to assist with the operation. Arriving at the doors, he peered into the room that seems to be a white tiled, sterile room. Not surprising in the least when ti comes to these sort of things. Before he stepped in, the doctor had told him to put on this medical coat and gown for the time being as he didn't want foreign entities in the room. If that was the case, he shouldn't have been in the room in general but h wouldn't bother arguing about it now. Complying with the doctor, he just changed into the attire he was given before entering the room. The surgery was then to begin. All Shichiro had to do really was hand the doctor the precise tool that he called out. Shichiro was actually familiar with most, and the ones he didn't know, the doctor described them to him. After all was said and done. The surgery was a success, Shichiro was compensated again and then he decided to asked the doctor if there was any other jobs he might be able to assist with.
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