Qin Yaoguang turned around and saw that He Zhichu had already run out. She raised her eyebrows in shock and thought to herself, this person is really stubborn...
She looked at her watch and whispered to Old Master Qin, who was lying on the hospital bed, "... Dad, are you alright? You scared me to death..."
Old Master Qin touched the left side of his head and asked without batting an eye, "Is the surgery done?"
"Yes." Qin Yaoguang shrugged. She no longer had the same expression as before and said indifferently, "Although my hand is injured, my head isn't injured. It isn't a problem to guide this kind of small surgery."
"That's good." Old Master Qin smiled faintly. "I have just recovered from a serious illness and I still have a rejection reaction. I need to rest well. If anything happens later, you and Shouyi can handle it together. I don't care anymore."
