Ye Mei shook her head slowly, "I'm not tired, I need to stay here, I need to see Shen Huai come out myself before I can be at ease."
Ye Mei's eyes were red-rimmed, and there were more white hairs at her temples, she choked up and asked, "When Shen Huai fell ill previously, he managed to pull through, he will definitely pull through this time too, right?"
It was unclear whether she was asking herself or Fu Yanhe.
Fu Yanhe's voice was calm and resolute, "He will."
Another half hour passed.
Finally, there was some movement in the emergency room.
The door was opened from the inside, and the pale-faced, unsteady Director Ge and others supported each other as they walked out.
Shen Yanhe, supporting a somewhat exhausted Hua Tuo, followed them from behind. Her face was as pale as paper, she was silent and didn't speak, and the atmosphere was very oppressive.
