Surgery in Progress, Astonishing Qi Reserves

After a night of turmoil, everyone sat outside the operating room.

Every face was etched with exhaustion.

Master held the big rooster, his eyes bloodshot.

Though he was exhausted to death, his eyes had not once left the operating room doors.

Mao Jing and Pan Ling, along with Zhang Yuchen, who had changed into a hospital gown, were also waiting outside the operating room.

Without seeing Uncle Yu come out, no one could rest easy.

At around four thirty in the morning, the doctor came out.

The moment Master saw the doctor, he was the first to stand.

"Doctor, how is my junior brother?"

The doctor's expression was calm.

"The surgery was very successful. Now it depends on when the patient wakes up.

"Based on his current condition, it should take no more than a day at most.

"Please rest assured. Once you have settled the patient in, you should all get some rest as well..."

With the Second Hospital's medical capabilities, the success rate for this kind of surgery was no problem at ninety percent.

Though it had been expected, only after receiving a definite answer did everyone finally relax.

"Master, I told you there'd be no problem.

"You should all go back and get some proper rest!

"I'll stay here and watch over Uncle Yu..."

Out of everyone, I was in the best shape mentally.

I even felt that the qi within me was exceptionally abundant.

After resting for a while, some of my strength had returned as well.

It was only right that I stayed to care for Uncle Yu.

But when Master heard that, he stubbornly said,

"Who gives a damn if I'm worried about him? I just prepaid another thirty thousand-plus.

"I was afraid he'd kick the bucket and there'd be no one to pay