C1685 Not Optimistic

"Boss, Boss, how's Cotton? Boss, don't scare me. Boss, are you alright?"

Xia JinMian grinned. "Taking bullets is really a meticulous job. It'll take a bit of brain and eyes. I'll take my time first."

Nangong Yue did not dare to continue asking. She turned around and looked at the operating theater nervously, but the door closed again.

Ye Mo Han supported Xia JinMian to the side and sat down