Zhou Kailan brought Long Aotian to the basement.
A simple elevator descended. After walking several dozen meters, they came upon a silver steel door at the end of the passage.
After entering the password, the door opened with a creak. A young man pushed it wide open, and several people walked inside.
Equipment, medicine, tools, personnel... everything was ready.
Zhou Kailan walked in, looked at his son on the operating table, and smiled. "Son, don't be afraid. The heart will be here soon. Once the surgery is done, you'll be a healthy, strong man."
Zhou Kailan's son looked somewhat frightened. "Father... what if... something goes wrong..."
"Don't talk nonsense!" Zhou Kailan said. "Mr. Long is the Divine Doctor Saint Hand, and he's your brother-in-law now! He's family. He'll do his utmost and definitely cure you."
Long Aotian smiled faintly. "Brother, just relax. My surgeries have never failed."
As he spoke, Long Aotian turned to look at the security door. "This door is sturdy, right?"
"Don't worry. I'll lock it tight! No one but me will be able to open it."
Long Aotian said, "We must stop my junior brother! Otherwise... he'll definitely cause trouble."
"No problem."
Zhou Yujiao walked over and took Zhou Kailan's son's hand. "Brother, you'll definitely get better. Don't be afraid."
Zhou Kailan's son smiled. "Jiaojiao, I'll be fine. I still have to drink at your wedding."
Zhou Yujiao cried. "Brother, promise Jiaojiao that you'll get better."
"Mm, don't cry. Your brother will definitely be fine."
Zhou Kailan's son looked at Long Aotian. "Mr. Long, I'm ready."
Long Aotian said, "Next, I'll administer part of the anesthetic. You just need to sleep, and everything will be better when you wake up."
Zhou Kailan's son smiled and lay down. "This may be the longest sleep of my life."