Just as Old Master Xiao looked at Situ Xin with eyes brimming with hope, the door to the operating room opened. A doctor emerged, dressed in surgical attire and wearing a mask.
"Doctor, doctor. How is he? How is my grandson Xiao Muli?" The moment Old Master Xiao saw the doctor, he rushed over, grabbed the doctor, and asked. At this moment, Old Master Xiao exhibited none of his usual commanding presence. He was simply a typical grandfather, one filled with worry for his grandson's condition.
"Sir, please calm down first." The doctor, after such a long period of resuscitation, appeared visibly exhaustion. And he knew the identities of the people waiting outside the operating room, which is why he did not dare to say much when Old Master Xiao acted in this manner. Under normal circumstances, the doctor would have lost his temper by now.