When the city gate catches fire, the fish in the moat suffer.
Just as Amu was lamenting his own misfortune, Lu Xingye's voice rang out above his head.
"Call the doctor to the sixth-floor operating room!"
Immediately after, a pair of hospital slippers were tossed onto Amu, "Take these shoes as well."
Amu held the shoes, bewildered for a long moment, wondering what had gotten into his young master. Was he suddenly showing kindness to repay an injustice??
"Why are you still standing there, get going!"
Lu Xingye was feeling extremely anxious, and seeing Amu's dazed expression only aggravated him further, making his tone exceedingly harsh.
Amu did not dare to test his patience further; he hastily picked up the shoes and called two doctors to the sixth-floor operating room.
Outside the operating room, the words "In Surgery" were still lit up on the door.
