Old he ... Is finished ...

Zheng Ren woke up early in the morning and felt refreshed.

Sitting at the dining table on the first floor, he watched little Yiren prepare breakfast in a set of pajamas with a cartoon dog pattern. Blackie squatted beside her, waiting for breakfast with a chirping sound.

There was nothing more beautiful than this in life.

"Have you washed your hands?" Xie Yiren asked.

"Yes, Blackie and I have already showered." Zheng Ren laughed randomly.

"There are six surgeries today. Are you going to join us?" Xie Yiren didn't notice Zheng Ren's faulty wording and asked about today's work.

"I'll sit down and watch. Fu Gui 'er and old Liu can do it." "The Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery has taken in another patient with liver cancer. He'll undergo embolism today, and he'll have surgery two days later," Zheng Ren said.

"You're quite busy. Can you come down at noon?" Xie Yiren asked.