Zhan Yang was about to tell Duan xiuhui about his disappointment in Zhan Jia 'er.
The door of the operating room was suddenly pushed open from the inside.
"T-professor Maester, Yingluo, you're finally out." Duan xiuhui's heart was in her mouth when she saw the man in a Surgical Gown.
She could not care less about Zhan Yang's cold expression and was only worried about Zhan Jia 'er's condition."Professor, how's Jia 'er? Did the surgery go smoothly?"
Zhan mo had always been outstanding since he was young, so she didn't have to worry about him. On the other hand, Zhan Jia 'er was weak and sickly, which made Duan xiuhui worry about her.
The more one paid for a person, the more one would care about them.
Therefore, compared to her son, Duan xiuhui was more concerned about her daughter.
"Miss Jill's life is not in danger for the time being," professor Maester said hesitantly. It's just that Yingluo "
"But what?" Duan xiuhui was nervous.
