The more you talk, the more scared you get.

Chui Zhiying's surgery was from the Department of Hepatobiliary and Pancreatic Surgery, and it was almost over. He sat at the side, leaning against the wall, deep in thought.

His assistant was observing the patient's head and monitoring various values.

"Are you alright, old cui?" Old he came in and asked with a smile.

"Yes, the surgery will be over in half an hour." Chui Zhiying raised her head. Her eyes were dark, and she looked listless.

"Why are you so tired? You're already so old, but you're still so diligent in paying public grain. Be careful of your old back. " Old he joked.

"I haven't had a good rest these past two days. I'm getting old, and I can't even rest for two or three days after working the night shift." Chui Zhiying looked at old he and sighed."Old he, you've been really lucky recently."

Old he knew what he meant and sighed in his heart. He smiled and said,""Let's go for a smoke. "