Lin Guozhu paid the surgery and hospital fees, and the group sat outside the operating room, waiting anxiously.
Zhou Dashan squatted by the door to the operating room, his head in his hands, while Zhou Shitou paced restlessly back and forth.
Lin Guoliang and his brother sat on a long wooden bench outside the operating room, waiting anxiously.
Wei Guangming said to Lin Guoliang, "Guoliang, I'm going to a relative's house to get some sleep. I'll be back to check on you all later."
Lin Guoliang gripped his hand gratefully. "Old Wei, thank you so much. Without your help, my aunt..."
"Don't be a stranger now!" Old Wei cut him off with a laugh. "When it's a matter of life and death, you have to help, even if it's for someone you don't know. And that's not even mentioning our friendship."
Zhou Dashan and his son bowed to Old Wei, thanking him over and over again.
