To A Father, It’s An Amazing Day

"Mr. Tim, he's gone in for almost two hours already."

"Mr. Tim, are you sure you want to watch a fraud disrespect Hoffman's body?"

By then, Tim Waltz was also becoming impatient. He was both worried and scared.

What was happening?

Was Hoffman dead or alive?

Just as he was hesitating, the automatic door of the operating room opened.

Tim Waltz saw Chen Zhao walk out. He immediately stormed forward and grabbed Chen Zhao's shoulders. "How's Hoffman?"

At the moment, Chen Zhao was already very exhausted. His clothes were stained with blood.

Chen Zhao pushed Tim's hands away. Before he could even speak, Reidra said, "You better explain to Mr. Tim. Insulting a dead body is unforgivable, whether by law or by God."

Chen Zhao glanced at Reidra, not in the mood to argue with her.

"He's very weak now. He needs nutrient injections," Chen Zhao said.

"What?" Tim Waltz was still in a daze.