Anxiety plagued Cen Meng as he repeatedly looked at the time on his phone.
He had been imagining the perioperative procedures ever since his uncle was pushed into the operating theater.
As far as he knew about Zheng Ren… Of course, given recent events, the incision and drainage of acute obstructive suppurative cholangitis should have been finished within an hour.
There was nothing difficult about it, after all.
The minutes ticked by and when it reached the fiftieth minute, he started texting his second aunt on WeChat.
Cen Meng instantly felt uneasy upon hearing that his uncle was still in the operating theater.
Had something gone wrong with the surgery? Did Zheng Ren catch wind that the patient was actually his uncle and deliberately delayed it?
Cen Meng's heart sank immediately.
Chief Surgeon Liu was a pessimist who had told Cen Meng many drunken stories.
