Huo Yao was not alone in thinking this. Even Chen Ming felt very worried about letting Huo Yulin conduct surgery.
Huo Yulin was abroad attending a medical conference for a couple of days, but he was barely able to make it through the day. Now, he had just gotten back from a long-haul flight. Since he was still exhausted, he probably could not even stand for long.
Huo Yulin straightened his jacket without so much as a frown. "It's okay. It's just a tiny surgery. I'll be fine."
Huo Yao looked sideways at him. How could he act like nothing was happening? Didn't he know his condition best?
"Young Master Yulin…" Chen Ming wanted to suggest otherwise. He loosened his foot on the pedal and wanted to pull up by the roadside. He wished he could stop Huo Yulin from going to the institute.
Huo Yulin looked straight ahead and butted in. "I'm just a low-level researcher. Even though it's a surgery, I'm just the assistant."
