"Don't worry, he's out of life-threatening danger now." Wang Wenzheng replied offhandedly.
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man finally let go of the heavy stone in his heart.
Before he could express his gratitude, he heard Wang Wenzheng continue, "By the way, it wasn't me who saved your young master, it was Wu Gang!"
As he spoke, Wang Wenzheng pointed at Wu Gang.
"Him?" The middle-aged man was taken aback. Wasn't this the same young security guard he had tussled with before?
For a moment, disbelief filled his eyes as he hesitated and said, "Divine Doctor Wang, are you sure my young master was resurrected by him?"
"At least for now, yes, but the follow-up treatment will depend on how smoothly the surgery goes." With these words, Wang Wenzheng directly credited Wu Gang, but if the patient had any issues, the blame would fall on the First People's Hospital.
Wu Gang, hearing this, couldn't help but wonder if Wang Wenzheng was deliberately taking revenge on the hospital.
