Meng Xi'er's surgery lasted until one in the morning.
When she was wheeled out of the operating room, Lu Yebai abruptly stood up from the bench, but he just stood there, not approaching to see her.
"Yebai?"
Lun You turned his head and looked at Lu Yebai with slight confusion.
The man's face was extremely pale under the light, he looked as if he desperately wanted to touch, yet dared not to approach, hesitating.
Meng Xi'er was pushed out of the operating room. Lun You came over and softly stood beside Lu Yebai, saying, "The doctor said she's okay now."
"..."
"Don't worry." Lun You held his arm, sensing his tense muscles, and gently comforted, "I took a look, she doesn't have large wounds on her body, the doctor also said her surgery was very successful, and she will wake up soon. Do you want to rest for a while? You look...very pale now."
Lu Yebai raised his hand and rubbed his brow, feeling his heart gradually relax, but what rose with it, was a strong sense of helplessness.
