After the surgery, Zhao Heng and Liu Ziang walked out of the operating room together.
As soon as they came out, Miaomiao's father approached them, very anxious and asked Zhao Heng worriedly, "Dr. Zhao, how was the surgery?"
"The surgery went smoothly, don't worry."
Zhao Heng gave Miaomiao's anxious father a reassuring look, comforting him.
"Thank you, thank you Dr. Zhao, thank you.."
This very strong middle-aged man, who had traveled far and wide with his daughter and endured so much hardship without complaint, now had tears welling up in his eyes.
"Go rest for a bit."
Zhao Heng said to Miaomiao's father again, observing his appearance, it seemed like from the time they heard about the surgery until it was completed, he hadn't slept at all, and going so long without sleep was not sustainable.
"It's fine, Dr. Zhao, I can manage."
Miaomiao's father dismissed the concern, although his disheveled hair and bloodshot eyes clearly reflected a severe lack of rest.
