"He will be alright..." Tang Li muttered as she looked at the man pacing back and forth.
"Yes... He will.." Master Song replied, trying to console himself.
The hospital hallway was eerily quiet. The dull beige tiles and the identical doorways edged in grey-suited the situation very well.
Just as Tang Li was about to stand up, a hand softly pressed on her shoulder. "Sit there," Tang Yichen frowned.
"I am fine, brother."
Tang Yichen scoffed, "Where is Mo Yuhan?"
"He will be there to pick me up," she softly murmured.
"He better be. How could he let you come all alone? That man is a..."
"Brother.." she interrupted him, before nudging his arms slightly. He followed her gaze and looked at the man anxiously looking at the Operation theatre.
He tucked his hand inside his suit pocket before walking towards the man. "It will be fine," he said facing the operation theatre. He was not consoling the man; it was a fact that the surgery was a minor one and he trusted Mo Jia and her skills.
