Bai Liyue moved with urgency to tend to her fiance's wounds. She quickly assessed his body for any other injuries, her eyes brimming with tears. "Are you hurt anywhere else?" she asked, her voice quivering with concern.
He held up his hand to show her a small cut, and she took it gently in her own, her fingers moving with practiced care as she began to bandage it.
Qin Yufeng watched her every move, his eyes fixed on her face, which was still wet with tears. Her sorrowful expression tugged at his heartstrings like a sharp dagger, but he knew that this was not the time for comforting words. Inside the operation room, her sister's fate hung in the balance, and they could do nothing but wait and hope.
Once she was done bandaging his wounds, he grabbed her hand and made her sit next to him. "She'll be fine. Stop crying. You have to be strong for her."
