(An hour ago)
Fang Zhihan had postponed all of his surgery so now he was not worried about going to the hospital in hurry.
He leisurely spread himself on the sofa inside He Jian's room and played a game on his phone.
Working on some documents, He Jian first glanced at the clock and then at his excited and lazy self on the couch with cold eyes.
"Do these useless things out of my apartment."
Fang Zhihan had been used to He Jian's coldness, however today he seemed to be extra cold. His hand that was playing to save himself in the video game trembled and he was killed.
Fang Zhihan's face fell and with an annoyed face, he raised his head to look at He Jian.
"Old He, you can keep your coldness to yourself for a few moments also. I was going to make a high score just now."
However, He Jian ignored him and called for Chu Feng.
Chu Feng immediately stepped inside to hear his boss' order.
