Xu Qiaoqiao looked at the necklace, lost in thought.
After an unknown amount of time, the door of the operating room opened, and Ye Qingyou walked out.
He usually appeared very indifferent, but at this moment, his calm face gave Xu Qiaoqiao a sense of security.
Xu Qiaoqiao anxiously stared at him, and everyone else also watched him.
They heard Ye Qingyou say: "Don't look at me with that expression. How could there be any problems with such a minor surgery."
With those words, Xu Qiaoqiao breathed a sigh of relief!
Ye Qingyou calmly explained: "The cancerous part of the stomach has been removed, leaving only one-third of your mother's stomach, so she will need to eat light foods in the future. My assistant will prepare a detailed document of things to avoid for you."
After speaking, he rubbed his tired temples, "I'll go rest in the office for a while and wait for your mother to wake up before leaving."
Xu Qiaoqiao nodded, feeling a wave of gratitude.
