Wednesday morning at 7:30, Yang Ping promptly appeared at Orthopedics.
The elevator doors opened, and before he stepped out, he saw Fatty already waiting at the elevator entrance. That enormous body standing there completely blocked the elevator doors, resembling a door god.
"Professor Yang! You're here!" Fatty stepped aside, his face full of smiles, "Director Bai is already in the operating room preparing, and he asked me to come down and meet you."
Yang Ping nodded and followed him towards the operating room, asking as they walked, "How is the patient's condition?"
"Quite good, he slept well last night, and his blood pressure and heart rate are stable this morning," Fatty said, "just a bit nervous, considering the size of the surgery."
