Nan jiateng stood quietly, almost motionless, his eyes fixed on the door of the operating room.
Nan jiateng's eyes gathered a storm, with a deep light, and his whole body was very tense.
His subordinates were also watching from the side, not daring to move.
They didn't even dare to peek at their young master's expression.
However, they knew that young master cared about Cha Qing Luo, and it seemed that he cared about her very much.
Young master had never been like this for anyone before.
Time slowly passed, but the young master did not move.
After a long time, the two subordinates could not stand still.
However, Nan jiateng still didn't move, and the cold air on his body was still very strong.
If Cha Qingluo had not entered the operating room, Nan jiateng would have personally led his men into the other party's nest to avenge Cha Qingluo.
However, he still had to wait for Cha Qing Luo to come out.
He didn't know how she was doing.
