"Actually, these contracts should be signed by Miss Mo's guardian as well..."
"No need," Meng Xi'er said to the doctor. "My parents are dead, I don't have a guardian."
The doctor widened his eyes slightly, looking at Meng Xi'er's face. Her expression was calm, even with a smile, it was devoid of any fear that would be typical when stepping into the boundary of life and death.
She was so young, but it seemed like she had already come to terms with death.
The doctor sighed with a sense of regret and said to Meng Xi'er and Lu Yebai, "We will prepare for the surgery now. You two wait here." He paused, meeting Meng Xi'er's gaze, "… Miss Mo, take care."
Meng Xi'er gave a slight nod, silently thinking that this doctor must be a genuinely good person.
The doctors left the office one after another, and the place became quiet instantly. The discomfort of being alone in the room with Lu Yebai started creeping in. The man sat on the sofa, his brows furrowed as if he was slightly troubled.
