In the corridor outside the operating theater.
The incandescent light shone on the snow-white walls on both sides, making the entire atmosphere seem quiet and cold. Bo Li Cheng leaned against the wall dejectedly, and the tall figure seemed inexplicably lonely and lonely. His entire body exuded an aura that kept strangers away ...
Wen le stood beside him and did not even dare to breathe loudly. She only looked up at the indicator light from time to time, but the 'operation in progress' light was always on and the closed door did not open.
At this moment, there was the sound of hurried footsteps ...
Xiao qianche ran towards the operating room and saw countless people waiting in the corridor. Before he could even catch his breath, he asked anxiously, " how is it? "
Bo Zhicheng's eyes drooped, a dead silence in his eyes. He kept using his left hand to gently rub the skin of his right palm.
The hand that was holding the girl's hand tightly ...
