"Xiaotang, you see I have prayed hard, my elder brother will be fine, right?" Qiao Ning asked her expectantly.
Hai Xiaotang looked into her innocent eyes and felt a strange sigh inside her heart.
She smiled and nodded, "Yes, Chai Xiyang will definitely be fine! You see, you have prayed so fervently; Heaven will surely be moved by you and will ensure his well-being."
"That's good..." Qiao Ning smiled, at the same time; she leaned against the back of the chair due to exhaustion.
Hai Xiaotang noticed her cracked lips and handed her a bottle of water, "Qiao Ning, have some water."
"Alright, thank you." Qiao Ning took it, had a sip, and fell asleep with the backrest of the chair as support.
At this critical moment, when everyone held their breath for the surgical result, she was asleep.
You could see just how tired she was...
Ever since Chai Xiyang fell ill, Qiao Ning's nerves had remained on edge.
She slept restlessly, working harder than anyone else.
