Zhou chunyong saw that elder Peng was wearing a hazmat suit and following beside the Gurney. He was smiling from ear to ear, and it seemed like the surgery was a success. It's done? 'It seems like I'm a little late,' Zhou chunyong thought to himself.
He had said that the injury to the patient would be acceptable if the surgery was completed within an hour, but it had already been more than two hours. Why was elder Peng still smiling?
Elder Peng was like a child. He was half-bent, holding his lover's hand with one hand and stroking his white hair with the other. He was saying something, probably to comfort his lover.
Zhou chunyong was puzzled, but he did not dare to go up directly. He took a look and saw that Gao Shaojie went back after taking him to the door of the operating room. He didn't hesitate and directly called him.
"Old Gao, how was the surgery?"
"Uh ... Good? How long did you take to finish it?"
"Then why did you come out so late?"