"It's great to hear that we don't have to head to the front line," Wang Jing said weakly. After taking some antibiotics today, he was feeling much better. Ren Xiaosu even went to get some warm water for him.
He looked at Ren Xiaosu. The young man had already reverted back to his harmless and innocent persona after the battle in the stronghold. If they had not witnessed for themselves how this fellow had performed a "craniotomy" on Kong Erdong, everyone would probably think that Ren Xiaosu was just a normal cardiac surgeon.
Suddenly, someone sighed and said, "I'm so hungry. If we don't get any food, I'm afraid we'll die of starvation before we even get to the medical center. Ren Xiaosu, do you have any ideas?"