Yan Kuan's injuries were not serious, but his mood was unusually bad. The man who was hugging Shen Xiaoxiao was like a poisonous snake that locked his heart tightly. He would not give up until he found Shen Xiaoxiao.
"You said you can't find out? You actually can't find out the identity of that little boy?"
"Yes, we've already gone through a global search. There's no information at all."
Yan Kuan stroked his already scarred chin. They actually couldn't find any information on a little boy. This wasn't a simple matter to begin with. Could it be that there wasn't even any information about his birth?
"Carry out the surgery. We'll talk about it after he's revived."
"Yes."
