บท 646: Pray

In the waiting hall in front of the surgical corridor were groups of people who gathered together and talked in low voices while they waited quietly. The atmosphere was slightly depressing. Only when both doors of the surgical corridor were opened and the patient was pushed out did the atmosphere change a little.

The Du family also occupied two rows of long benches, and the atmosphere around them was slightly gloomy.

Academician Du's eldest grandson was sitting at the front row with both his arms folded over his chest. He looked at the door of the surgical corridor while recalling the memories of him and his grandfather in his mind.

His aunt and mother, as well as his cousin, also shared rather similar expressions. 

"Actually, should we just have chosen conservative treatment?" The daughter wiped off her tears and asked her sister-in-law by her side.