Bai Fei wiped his nose and finally gave it some serious thought: "Success rate... I think it's just about fifteen percent. Half a percent if heaven opens its eyes, and ten percent for him doing good deeds..."
Bao Gucheng snorted coldly: "Quack doctor."
"Hey, hey, hey, Mr. Bo, I'm serious! Most people wouldn't dare perform this surgery, for sure they'd tell you the success rate is zero. There's a reason I said that, ah, hang up on me again, Mr. Bo you're getting more heartless!" Bai Fei looked at the phone, filled with resentment.
When he looked up, Bai He was heading out again.
"Hey, hey, wait, sis how can you be so heartless too, you haven't told me Little Fairy's dorm room number yet? Or just tell me which building and I'll lay in wait!"
