As soon as Wen Xia heard this, her spirits immediately perked up, "Alright, what do you want me to do?"
Zhang Hao hesitated for a moment, "First, find me a place to stay, whether it's a hotel or a guesthouse, let me get some sleep first."
Wen Xia knew that Zhang Hao had an exhausting day today and didn't want to waste her energy with idle chatter.
"Okay. I'll drive you there in a bit, I have a house here, you can stay at my place."
Zhang Hao wasn't particular about where to stay, feeling that he could fall asleep right on a chair if there was one in front of him, his snores sounding like thunder.
The surgery went quite smoothly, preserving the patient's leg with the utmost effort.
Even if it couldn't be restored to perfection in the future, having the leg at all was much better than an amputation.
When they left the hospital, it was already the wee hours of the morning.
Zhang Hao was yawning incessantly, and Wen Xia wasn't in much better shape.
