Chapter 49 Calm

Gao Yang, who hadn't smoked in three years, slowly blew out a smoke ring. By his feet lay more than a dozen cigarette butts, most of which were not fully smoked, leaving long, unburned halves. The mixed-type cigarettes were too harsh for Gao Yang, as he was still accustomed to smoking flue-cured varieties.

Anxious and agitated, Gao Yang extinguished the burning cigarette in his hand and, looking at Cui Bo's calm face, suddenly felt a surge of irritation. He walked over to Cui Bo, who was sitting on a chair cleaning his gun, and slapped him on the head, then whispered, "You heartless idiot, the Old Russian is still in surgery, and here you are cleaning your damn gun! Shouldn't you be comforting me, saying that Glolov will definitely be okay?"

Cui Bo looked up in confusion, his eyes blurry as he gazed at Gao Yang and said, "Huh? Oh, isn't the Old Russian having surgery? What are you worried about? He's not giving birth. What are you pacing around for?"

"You, you, you..."