Chi Gui twisted his brows, "No. What's wrong with his illness? Wasn't the surgery very successful?"
Old Jin, the ruler of the Jin Family, one of the Four Great Families, had a good relationship with Old Sir Fu, and Chi Gui had personally performed the surgery.
It absolutely couldn't go wrong again.
He was confident about that.
Old Sir Fu also wasn't very clear: "I only heard Old Jin mention he felt a bit dizzy half a month ago, and since he hasn't looked for you, he should be fine."
Chi Gui acknowledged him, but he etched the matter in his mind.
After watching Old Sir Fu leave, Chi Gui was just about to head back when a harsh screeching of brakes suddenly sounded at the entrance.
The next second, Fu Si burst in.
At midnight, Fu Si was only wearing a thin set of casual clothes; his glasses were off, and the fringe on his forehead was wet with sweat, making it appear darker, framing his slightly up-turned phoenix eyes that looked as deep and mysterious as the ocean, dangerous.
