"She's having surgery in the afternoon, and I'll be assisting in the procedure," Geng Yongzhe told his mother.
Upon hearing this, Mother Geng raised her hand.
Faced with his mother's action, Geng Yongzhe had prepared himself to accept it calmly. He understood his mother's feelings.
"Geng Yongzhe!"
Who is calling him?
The fire door at the stairwell swung open, revealing the hurried figure of Ren Chongda. He looked around, searching through the crowd for the appearance of his student. If not for being delayed by some school matters, he, as the advisor, would have been here earlier to accompany his student.
There were too many people around, making it difficult to locate his student quickly. Anxious, Ren Chongda called out again, "Geng Yongzhe, where are you?"
Hearing his advisor's voice, Geng Yongzhe dared not respond or move, seeing that his mother's hand had yet to come down.
