"If that's the case, we can schedule the surgery for the weekend or evening," Shim Youhuan readily agreed.
"That would be best," was Fu Xinheng's response.
It was rare for this Robot to speak for the first time tonight, and it wasn't to give a professional opinion but to say this.
Others turned to look at him, wondering what was going on with him.
What could it be? No one was home, she had to donate blood until she fainted, what could it be? Besides, this student has always had some strange things going on, and everyone has long suspected there's something up with her family. Fu Xinheng returned the look to the others.
The table was silent.
Some people's homes are very happy, some are not so happy, and some are like disaster scenes.
