Gu Yuying tried to soothe Luo Qingli, but he was not sure himself.
Gu Yuli had mentioned yesterday that even if Zhao Wanru woke up, there were still many unknowns and she was not necessarily out of danger.
Luo Qingli was genuinely tense, and she had simply asked Gu Yuying. She didn't know what she had asked, nor what Gu Yuying had answered.
It could be said that she was actually asking herself. She was comforting herself, telling herself to believe, to firmly believe, that her mother would be fine.
"Mom will be okay, she has to be. My mom is so tough, there's no way anything could happen to her. The heavens will definitely watch over her," Luo Qingli asserted with determination.
After another anxious three-hour wait, the door to the operating room opened.
Luo Qingli immediately ran over, her face filled with hope, "Brother Yuli, my mom... is she alright?
"Let's get your mother transferred to the ward first."
