The operation lasted for three whole hours and the doctor looked exhausted when he came out. Bruce hurried up and asked, his turbid eyes full of worry, "Doctor, how’s it? Is my grandson alright?"
Bob glanced at his grandfather without saying anything and then looked expectantly at the doctor, hoping to hear from him that Charlie was dead.
The doctor looked at the anxious old man in front of him and let out a sigh. "He won’t die, but as one of his feet was stuck for too long, he may have problems walking in the future."
When Bruce heard that, he swayed a few times and almost couldn't hold the stick in his hand firmly. Bob hurried forward and supported him. He was happy to hear about the serious injury on Charlie’s foot, but he didn't want anything to happen to his grandfather. "Grandpa,
