The phone slipped from Luo Qi's hands!
What was she saying? Her little brother had been beaten up? How could this be possible?
This morning, he'd still made breakfast for her and taken her to the door, reminding her to go home early in the evening.
Now, he's lying on the operating table?
No, she didn't believe it!
Luo Qi ran to the hospital, stumbling and colliding, sitting helplessly outside the operating room on a chair.
There wasn't a soul in the hallway. Even in the daytime, the dim lights didn't make the darkness feel any less gloomy.
Luo Qi felt cold, she could only wrap her arms around herself, but it was not enough, she still felt cold.
She buried her head in her knees, curling herself into a ball.
She felt somewhat better, but why did she feel so scared?
"Everything will be okay, everything will be okay," Luo Qi whispered incessantly.
After who knows how long, the operating room door finally opened.
