C195 The Anger of an Honest Person

Especially Chair Wang, who’s in his fifties or sixties. After a grueling 14-hour shift, he looked like he’d aged a bit.

“Chair...” Huo Tian quickly nudged Soong Yu to approach him.

Chair Wang took off his glasses, pinched the bridge of his nose wearily, and then put them back on. “I’m not sure if the surgery was a success or a failure