"Thanks."
Suddenly, Yan Sinian patted his shoulder.
Yan Yi was shocked. Before he could react, he heard him say,"I'll give you twelve beautiful women as a reward."
".........Forget it."
Yan Yi expressed that he didn't want to take the same path as Lance.
Speaking of which, his Boss had really taken a liking to mo ning. He had never seen him care so much about a woman.
Yan Sinian was not in the mood to joke with Yan Yi. He sat on the bench in the smoking room and lit a cigarette.
The lingering smell of tobacco suppressed the smell of disinfectant in the air. He crossed his long legs and looked calm. Only his dark eyes revealed the danger of an impending storm.
Even Yan Yi could feel his suppressed anger.
After another half an hour, the door to the operating room opened.
The doctor said in country Y's language,"the patient is fine. She just needs to stay in the hospital for a few days."
"Well, sorry to trouble you."
Mo ning was moved to the ward.