"I'll wait here, I'll go call Doctor Yang."
Finally, Shen Hanxiu compromised, "Okay."
Even the carefree Zhang Xiaoni knew how to feel concern for others now.
Doctor Yang came over, did a simple check, and said, "He looks spirited; let's schedule the surgery for tomorrow."
Shen Hanxiu wasn't worried for himself, but Su Nian hurriedly asked, "Is there any risk?"
"He won't die, at worst he might be mentally impaired."
Su Nian: "..."
Shen Hanxiu stood up from the bed while buttoning his shirt and said, "You old man, your son is still working under me!"
While Yang Ming was packing up his equipment, he fearlessly said, "So if I scold you, can you fire him?"
"Doctor Yang, he's just like that, doesn't know manners. Don't take it personally, and you should go rest early too."
Yang Ming, being an elder to Shen Hanxiu, naturally wouldn't mind, and since it was all in jest, packed up and left with his assistant.
