Nie Yifan looked toward Shi Jingzhou, his gaze falling upon the bloodstains on his face, feeling his heart sink deeper and deeper.
The four of them stood outside, none of them speaking anymore.
The surgery didn't take long, but for those waiting, every second felt excruciatingly slow and agonizing.
Eventually, the "In Surgery" light went out.
Director Tong came out, and Shi Jingzhou hurried forward, stumbling over his feet. After steadying himself, he asked, "How is she?"
"She's out of life-threatening danger now, luckily the damage didn't hit any vital areas. She'll be fine once she wakes up." Director Tong hadn't performed such surgery for many years, and when she saw Qiao Zhiyi's injuries, she took extra caution before deciding to operate herself.
"Thank you," Shi Jingzhou said with utmost sincerity.
Director Tong waved her hand, "You can go see her in a while."
"Okay."