930 Scalpel, Please

A business jet slid nimbly on the runway at Yun Hua Airport.

The appearance of the business jet was very ordinary. It was silvery-white and shiny as if its cover had just been removed. 

Du Jiadong got off the plane slowly with his son's help.

"Dad, watch your step." His son frowned and looked up at the sun as if he was not satisfied with the weather.

Du Jiadong let out a low hum before he said, "Please take me to the hospital and go back. I don't need people here. The company needs you."

"Big brother is at the company. It will still be the same even if I don't go back. Didn't the elderlies say that it is best for the eldest son to become someone great in the business world and the youngest son to accompany the family?" He assisted his father since he was the youngest son, and he made some random remarks.