The surgery didn't last long, and Mei Mu was soon pushed out of the operating room by the doctors.
"Fortunately, your second floor is not too high from the ground; otherwise, there might have been a big problem," the doctor said, handing Mei Mu over to Wang Yue and giving a few more instructions before returning to the operating room.
At this time, Mei Mu was still unconscious, lying on the hospital bed with a pale face.
Wang Yue felt extreme heartache.
Naturally, Mei Yun's face was no better.
In the end, if something really happened to Mei Mu today, he would be responsible for his daughter's death. How could he face himself in the future?
"Let's take Mumu to rest in the ward first," Mei Yun took the initiative to come over to push the stretcher.
But Wang Yue hit his hand away and coldly said, "Don't bother about us. It's better for us to handle our own affairs. It saves us from causing trouble to you!"
