It was over eight o’clock in the morning, completely light. The red light outside the operating room was still on. Feng Mingjun was sitting on the bench waiting for his son with glazed eyes.

Ling Tianyi looked at the time on his mobile phone. He knew that Yao Sheng was in danger and the operation would not be finished in a short time. He pulled Xia Xiaoluo’s sleeves, and then took her out of the hospital.

“Darling, where are we going? Yao Sheng’s operation ...