After Director He left, the atmosphere in the operating room relaxed.
Xia Shu walked over to Yang Ping, and although wearing a mask, the respect and closeness between his brows couldn't be hidden.
"Professor, how come you have time to roam the operating room today? Is it not busy in the laboratory?"
Yang Ping leaned against the chair back, adjusting himself to a comfortable position: "Busy, of course it's busy, but one can't stay cooped up in the laboratory all the time; it's good to come out and get some air."
"Are Manstein and Weber accustomed to things over there?" Xia Shu asked again.
"They're accustomed, it's not Manstein's first time here; he's used to it. Weber's also fine; his wife learned online shopping and bought a room full of flower seeds." When Yang Ping talked about this, the corners of his mouth lifted again, creating two lines of smile above his mask.
