The two of them waited outside the emergency room for nearly an hour.
Yun Xiao was sitting on the waiting chair, his entire body was withered, without a trace of blood, and without any life.
Chi Yi's heart ached terribly at the sight of her.
She really did not know what to say to comfort her. She could only hold her cold little hand tightly, trying to give her courage, warmth, and constantly encouraging her. It'll definitely get better, Yingluo."
Time trickled by. It was only an hour, but to the two of them, it felt like a century.
It wasn't until the red light of the resuscitation room was pressed and the door was pushed open that Yun Xi jumped out of her chair. The next second, she quickly rushed toward the doctors and nurses who were coming out of the door.
"Lian Shang, how is my son? How is it?"
Yun Xiao could no longer hold it in, and tears rolled down from her eyes.
