The operating theater was not big. There was a bed and a tool cart with various pliers beside it.
The air smelled of disinfectant.
Shi Qian stood where she had just entered, her hand pressed tightly to her stomach. She didn't take another step.
… .
At the same time, Fu Sinian sat quietly in his office.
He pushed the meeting aside and sat quietly.
He knew that Shi Qian was in the hospital.
Perhaps, she was waiting for the surgery.
Perhaps she had already finished the surgery.
An unbearable sourness attacked his heart. Fu Sinian's eyes instantly turned red, and his thick eyelashes were dyed with a layer of wetness.
He knew the outcome.
However, the moment that was about to happen was so heartbreaking!
… .
Shi Qian was still standing there when the doctor in charge of the surgery came forward to comfort her.
"Don't be afraid. The surgery is very safe."
"Does it hurt?" Shi Qian asked softly.
