Spirit Food and Medicinal Cuisine (6)

"Don't worry, brother. Everything will be fine." Mo Chu shook Mo Yang's hand. With a flick of the Drive Machine, they immediately sent Will into the operating theater. More than two hours had passed since that time. They did not know how the situation inside was right now.

Finally, the doctor walked out of the operating theater and smiled at Mo Yang and Mo Chu. "Don't worry. It's a good thing that you guys sent him in time. If it had been any later, he would have lost too much blood and his brain would have been deprived of oxygen and his spirit would have been damaged. At that time, the patient would have been in trouble."

"Then when will he wake up?" Mo Chu asked softly. Although he had not been in contact with Will for a long time, there was no doubt that Will had helped them. Naturally, he had left a good impression on Mo Chu.