Zheng Ren and Feng Jianguo walked into the operating room, but they were both dumbfounded.
The surgeon had come up, but the patient had not.
Feng Jianguo was a little angry. His face was stiff, and his bamboo - like body stiffened. It was as if he had been turned into a Treant by some spell. He raised his hands and raised his feet, and Zheng Ren seemed to be able to hear creaking sounds.
"What nonsense! What happened to Xiao Cao?" Feng Jianguo complained in a low voice.
"Is there a problem? Brother Feng, make a call and ask. " Zheng Ren said.
Feng Jianguo nodded, but before he could take out his phone, the phone in his back pocket began to make noise.
"Little grass, what are you doing!" Feng Jianguo picked up the phone and scolded in a deep voice,"why hasn't the patient been sent here yet?!"
"..." Feng Jianguo was stunned.
A few seconds later, Feng Jianguo hung up the phone with a bitter smile and looked at Zheng Ren helplessly.
