Yu Chiyin, having heard Wang Qing's method, thought it was very reasonable and could be adopted.
At this moment, time was of the essence, and a "surprise" was temporarily impossible to prepare, but it could be used later just the same.
A weight lifted from his heart, Yu Chiyin's expression gradually relaxed.
His distinct-knuckled large hand formed into a fist and came to his lips for a light cough as he whispered to Wang Qing:
"I got it, don't spread this around, keep it under wraps."
There was no need for him to stress this; Wang Qing already had a keen understanding and nodded, saying, "Understood, your subordinate gets it."
"Which way is the operating room? Lead the way," Yu Chiyin's tone was much better.
Wang Qing went to the front to lead the way, his gaze occasionally catching sight of his tall figure and couldn't help smiling to himself.
He was far away in Lingzhou but had seen some news reports about the loving relationship between the Yu family head and his wife.
